The Archon of Amble

My dear old friend Shane, who often comments here at Real Art, has finally put his toes in the blogging water. I've been waiting for this since he mentioned that he might do so over a year ago. And it is now time. Here's a bit from his very first post:

The Temple of Enui

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I have been meaning to get into this process for some time now, and haven't had the time or the motivation to get it together. But I've had a day. A day so whacked it qualifies as revelation. An epiphany, if you will. But I will ease into that later...

Memory. Mortality. These things plague me. These things comfort me. That which makes my life so precious to me yet so inconsequencial. Memory: that ineffabe quality that makes me who I am and the world for me unique. There is no other world like mine. Or yours. Mortality: the birthright of every living thing and the end of self. Death: now there's an epiphany for you...

I'm rambling. But I intend to do so. The way to "cheat" mortality is to disceminate your view of the world to others, to let it, even in a small way, inform the shape of the world. Let your memories live in others to enrich the world you stayed in for a while.

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Shane is one of the more brilliant slackers I've known over the years--of course slack and brilliance often walk hand in hand; when you see how screwy our culture is, why bother? Fortunately, the new medium of the new millenium, that is, blogging, has offered an ideal form for Shane to make his observations known to the world. Go check him out. You'll be missing out if you don't.

I also need to mention that Shane is as big of a science fiction and comics fan as I am. He knows old Star Trek even better than me. That, at the very least, makes a regular cruise by his blog worthwhile. After all, "Archon" is a reference to...that's right; you guessed it, old Star Trek.

"I'm not joking, Lee!"

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