Untitled.
6 August 1998
![[ ]](http://mbpix.mushroom.net/19980806y.png)
i'm struggling a bit with concept here. should i put everything i feel online, in the interest of complete disclosure and free information and all that, despite its completeness or authenticity (as much as anything felt can be anything other than authentic, i think the key is whether it is a pure feeling or i'm just confusing it between the emotional level and the conscious level), or if i should edit/censor my thoughts in the interest of well, whatever that would really be in the interest of.
basically, what it amounts to is that i am a big coward. but, while i am mulling it all over in the name of something more than that, you can rest assured that the soap opera is still going on inside my head.
in the mean time, please enjoy the following rerun. it is edited from some email correspondence between alex and myself of just over two years ago.
alex: great. now i just need a theme, of some sort.
bean: that's one of the things that's been holding me back.
alex: well, i've sorta got a manifesto. but i don't remember how it goes.
bean smiles. "the forgotten manifesto. i've got an ever-increasing world view, if it's any help."
alex: huh?
bean: well, it all starts with my dimensional theories that i explained to you once at nmh. but it's broadened to include mayan calendrics, elves, space travel, magic, and a number of other things. i think i should write a book some day.
alex: hrmm.. every once in a while i spring those ideas on people, the dimensional time travel stuff.. but i can never make it sound like it makes as much sense as you did to me.
bean: when i write my book, you can just point them at that.
alex snorts. "that's no fun."
bean: well then, you can memorize my book, and recite it verbatim.
alex: oho. an acceptable compromise, i'm sure. maybe i'll just tell them yr a freak and it's your fault (as it often seems to be). =)
basically, what it amounts to is that i am a big coward. but, while i am mulling it all over in the name of something more than that, you can rest assured that the soap opera is still going on inside my head.
in the mean time, please enjoy the following rerun. it is edited from some email correspondence between alex and myself of just over two years ago.
alex: great. now i just need a theme, of some sort.
bean: that's one of the things that's been holding me back.
alex: well, i've sorta got a manifesto. but i don't remember how it goes.
bean smiles. "the forgotten manifesto. i've got an ever-increasing world view, if it's any help."
alex: huh?
bean: well, it all starts with my dimensional theories that i explained to you once at nmh. but it's broadened to include mayan calendrics, elves, space travel, magic, and a number of other things. i think i should write a book some day.
alex: hrmm.. every once in a while i spring those ideas on people, the dimensional time travel stuff.. but i can never make it sound like it makes as much sense as you did to me.
bean: when i write my book, you can just point them at that.
alex snorts. "that's no fun."
bean: well then, you can memorize my book, and recite it verbatim.
alex: oho. an acceptable compromise, i'm sure. maybe i'll just tell them yr a freak and it's your fault (as it often seems to be). =)