Signing off

Derailed.

It's my state of mind, my current predicament, and if I was a Tweeter, I'd most likely mysteriously Twitter away my plight. Then someone would probably be kind and ask if I was okay and then I'd say I'm fine- it's nothing really- and that would be that.

Stephen Johnson proposed in his article about the Twitter experience that a tweet, someone else's perception of their current existential experience in 140 characters or less, has "unsuspected depth."

And one of my good friends, in the context of a conversation about the same, has recently observed that his life is mundane enough without having to enter into the grind of everyone else's daily lives. (Although he's probably not experienced the droll experience of a Jack Chaney Facebook status update which I guess is somewhat similar to a tweet).

So unsuspected depth or mundane annoyances? Which is it?

I guess the irony here is that I'm not considering a Twitter account. I was really just thinking about the neutrality of technology and the way it can be used for good or for evil.

I feel like I've blogged a lot this week, but not very much. I need to write for so many reasons, but I feel like I've not been plugged into my Source enough lately to be using this venue for good.

Like my cell phone on it's last bar of battery life, I need a recharge.

Maybe I'll take a bloggy vacation... until the Spirit moves...