Ethos of this Blog

Hello World! An age old intro I know, but it caries with it an idea. The idea of waking up. The sun rises on a new day, night is passing, but still tangible. A thought hangs in the air, the thought of thought itself. Why am I thinking! Absurd it is that this particular piece of cosmic dust happens to possess notions of thinking. Maybe day is night, and I have just fallen asleep from the reality of nothingness into a shadow plain in which my particular brand of thought has resonance. Either way, I am in fact thinking. I am not the first to think perhaps. Could there be other creatures of thought, fallen asleep from the same nothing as I, with thoughts that might converse in a shared dream? It is with such a giddy and exiting spirit that I again say, "Hello World!"