All my two dimentional boundries are gone, and I have lost to them badly. I saw the world crumble, and thought I was dead, but I found my senses were still working. How Is that that I could come out to here and still be floating? Never hitting bottom, and still falling through. So relaxed, just paying attention.

And so my life has been this. The Fifth Dimention. 5D. Roger McQuinn. Pick anyone of them, because they all show you where I'm at.
Process has slowed a bit on the site (for you folks-a-sis that dont know, I've been asked to do this mega huge language site on Japanese, along with history and culture lessons, and its hard as all heck cause of how huge it is). Mainly it slowed down because after a week of solid work, I got a little burned out on it. It has, however, been sharpening my skills in which I was lacking.

Other than that, nothing much more than the usual pang of unevitable dispair and never ending depression, but I'm told everyone in the galaxy has that.. Maybe though, maybe that means something. Outside our universe as we know it, maybe some alien intelligence thats been watching us and... ah well, it could be. I mean, look at me. I design webpages. For a moment or two they become fashionable and i'm givin a major award. Where is the sense in that? None that I can be made aware of. The only thing to do is say, "Hang the sense of it" and keep yourself busy.

Atleast I think thats what Douglas Adams would say right about now.