Captain’s Log.
Stardate 4.20.2022
Internet. The final frontier. These are the voyages of the genius-mind enterprise. Its 1-year mission: To explore strange new concepts. To seek out new thoughts to help civilization. To boldly think as no one has thought before.
My destination was sanity, obtained by getting stoned during a worldwide pandemic. My orders were to contemplate the meaning of life, a naively simple human construct. With the addition of marijuana, I have found the answer and can also see the future. See previous logs.
The great and holy Michael Franti was right when he sang “The purpose of life is to live a life full of purpose.” There is no end and no beginning.
When I began this blog a year ago, I looked to expand my mental horizons (as all humans should). I considered philosophies and religions that differed slightly or entirely from my own. I laughed (a lot). I cried (from laughing so hard). And I enjoyed the creative outlet that wooed me into the practice of writing regularly. And this will be my last post.
Do not fret, dear readers. Not ALL good things come to an end.
But…….this one is. I can’t afford the domain any more and it expires next month. ;)
I will think fondly upon this site and its readers-my life rafts in a nasty global storm. As me, Coopy, Doodles, and Rant-Man move on in life, I will take these lessons with me. And my 1.2 million subscribers will have to wait a short while before they can read my work again. I’ve decided that, if I could create a couple of hours’ worth of decent reading content, it’s worth a shot to write a book. There’s gonna be explosions and romance and intrigue and suspense and shit. You just wait. It’ll be the next big thing. You can preorder now by giving me your money, and lots of it.
If my explanations and discoveries of the meaning of life didn’t impress you, then you can ask Siri. Here are some of her answers to the question when I asked:
If there IS a microchip swimming around in me thanks to my life-saving vaccination, I think I will make friends with it. Perhaps technology is supposed to be the next step in our evolution.
Thank you, reader, for giving me a voice and laughing along with me. Vax up, vax out, wax on, wax off, toodle-oo, goodbye and farewell until we meet again and all that mushy jazz.
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HELP!!!! You, guys, I was right. The Robot Revolution is upon us! They’ve taken over my brain. They made me write all this crap, we’re all going into the matrix now AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!
