The beginning

Attempting to not exist doesn't work too well when you actually do. This (I hope) is ephemeral-lets me complain or whatever-and goes away. A changing reality.

I will be inconsistent, I'm sure. A flurry then nothing, then a trickle.

Oh, about that first paragraph: I prefer to not 'leave my mark'. When I die, I want to leave only memories that will eventually fade away. Nothing to say I used to be. No grave-just gone. I think it's the right way. It lets the world refresh itself. It's hard to describe, and certainly not in line with the world of humanity as it is now. Maybe more on that later.

the end