I've been spending what time I have to myself designing a web site... now that I am learning the lingo I might as well use it. I tell myself I am doing this (and this blog) so the universe will know I existed. I, like many others I assume, am curious about what my ancestors were thinking about. Reading diaries of the past is like catching a glimpse of a true self not just the events of note from the past. But like most diaries that are thrown out when the person dies, lost in fires, or decayed with age - all these web sites will someday be lost as technology grows and the world wide web becomes a thing of the past. I have some floppies still from the 90's that I would love to look at .... but I don't have a machine with the software needed to read them... and who knows they could be corrupted- literally and figuratively. So ultimately the truth of who we are is lost to time. And what is truth anyways? Like Kathy (my MIL) would say (and she said she heard this from her father who undoubtably heard it from someone else): There are 3 sides to the truth- your side, my side and what really happened. We can only catch glimpses of the truth. We filter our musings for the world to see - we dare not state what we really think - with all our secret prejudices and other thoughts exposed to the light of day. There is no true truth - not in blog or diary form to be had. I suppose this is just as well.
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