What Happens Next?

If a blogger stops blogging
Or ceases to be,
Will the blog still live on
Through eternity?

Cyberspace still boggles my mind. All those pages and pages of stuff — words, images, music — somewhere in time and space, but physically untouchable, untactile, unreal in a sense.

Without a computer connection, you have no access to all that stuff that you know exists somewhere in space and time. What a weird library. What a weird way to journal, for everybody with a computer to read.

What a weird way to communicate with...you don't even know who!

To me it feels more like essay or memoir writing, rather than a diary or journal. Who the hell wants to know what I had for breakfast?

Then again, who the hell even wants to know what anybody else thinks about anything? There's certainly a human need to communicate, though, even if you don't know who — or whether anyone — may be reading/listening. I guess that's what drives cyberspace interactions.

Once upon a time, people talked face to face, not Facebook to Facebook. I miss those days. And I feel like I'm going to be forever boggled.