Friday, April 29, 2011
I was late finding out about the internet being from the dinosaur age of manual typewriters and like a lot of my peers, I was reluctant to accept all that which is new and potentially privacy robbing... Well once on the web, I was ensnared in it and the spider that had spun this web had bitten my ass but good. Not a day goes by that I don't need social contact from a lot of people that I would never have met or probably would never had talked to had I passed them on the street. It occurred to me that we were all similar to ants. Our pheromone trail being the path we leave through our messages, posts, and blogs. But as ants grow old (well if you call 10 weeks on the outside (for the average ant) old) they leave the safety of the nest and go out into the harsh environment that is the world. But unlike the ant, I was above ground for most of my life and sought the safety and social contact of the nest late in my weeks of life cycle. I was fascinated with the inner workings of the nest and relished the social contact the multitude of pheromones I crossed on my path provided me. Well, my final weeks are coming up and I think my nature calls me back above ground to the harsh and cruel reality that is the world... on my own... but others have passed this way before and I can surely interact with the few that have passed this way or have chosen to never join the nest in the first place? We'll see.