in typical fashion, life deals another amazing twist, one that would make any rollercoaster envious.

woke up at 5:33 and couldn’t get back to sleep. uncertain why… no memory of a dream lingering, no space of inbetween, just popped awake. i’d say it was in that ‘for no apparent reason’ way, only there was no sense of something/someone waiting, just a sudden lunge into consciousness.

an AI made poem, not all together fictional, for all it is decidedly a thing that hovers between wakefulness and dreams.

there are a few of you who have made it known that you wish to know when dated posts are inserted. over the last days, i haven’t always had access when i had the urge to write an entry. so i’ve been writing them on my machine, and moving them over on the jump drive when i am permitted access to this machine. thus, look back three to four days if you wish to ‘catch up’. that is all.

The truck still isn’t unpacked. The room is in need of clearing out in order to unload, thus I’m pretty much stuck at the house since I can’t leave the truck in a parking lot with what is essentially my life in it.

yesterday was a very heavy day for a number of reasons. mostly because it was the last day of july and two events – an anniversary and a birthday arrive in august and frankly, both are depressing.

Decided to watch ‘V’ tonight. Not sure why. I suppose I knew what the outcome would be… which means I know why, doesn’t it? Sigh.

bleh. the earliest they can get me connected for internet is next tuesday (barring someone cancelling). i know i’m spoiled rotten when it comes to getting my geek on, but dayamn… dialup and aol are a hideous combination for anything.

For the moment, lacking internet access, I’m writing these in the text editor and will post them when I have access to the computer that is here.

prometheus was literally ‘forethought’, while his brother, epimetheus was ‘afterthought’. as you may recall, prometheus brought fire to the world and for it, was punished by being chained to a mountain where vultures would forever peck and pull his intestines. read on for the piece, and pardon the mixing of myth but believe me – it fits.