IS it possible to make a mistake?

They (whoever they are) say that you should see if you can maintain your blog for at least two weeks before telling anyone: Hey, come check out my blog.

In that respect, I have failed. But perhaps it is, as Kurt Vonnegut says, not possible to make a mistake. Meaning that all things are what they are, and if something else COULD have been done, it WOULD have been done. This is nature of linear time, which, for reasons which are sometimes unclear to me, all of us humans have decided to line under.

It brings to mind one of my favorite quotes, one that I (try to) live by: Learn to wish that everything should come to pass exactly as it does. Epictetus said that, and I have no idea who he was. Wikipedia says: a Greek Stoic philosopher, born a slave, 55 - 135 A.D....Boy, he lived to be eighty, he must have been on to something. He also came up with this real winner: If you wish to be a writer, write.

I couldn't agree more. I've been keeping what I now refer to as an "offline blog" since I was 13, which was now a long time ago. I think blogs are kind of stupid, unless they are good, and I think Twitter is stupid too, but I've learned that you can't go backwards. We are, for better or worse, following our technology where it leads us - instead of leading our technology where we want to go, but that's beside the point.

The point is: this blog. What exactly am I supposed to do with it? My friend Z suggested emphatically I keep one, but...it can be hard to overcome the feeling that why should what *I* say be of such importance? I can't shake the feeling that there are far too many writers and far too few readers these days.

I suppose I answer that question by saying that 1) I read a huge amount, far more than I write and 2) in the Alan Watts scheme of things (my favorite scheme), fully-developed humans do what they wish and what is suited to them, and if others enjoy it, so be it. He lectured on reglion and philosophy and psychotherapy because it interested him to discuss these things, and if a listener so happened to be enchanted, amused, educated or illuminated, then so be it.

And here I have my answer: Like the bird sings for itself but yet may be enjoyed by passers-by, so I shall keep some thoughts here, and perhaps you'll enjoy it in passing.