Blogs don't die, they just fade away. Or, I just stumbled into the graveyard.

I found this while searching for a different blog. This is an entry from May 20, 2004 and it's the last one this person ever posted. It's not really amazing for what it says, but the fact that this was the last one. There was no attempt to ease off. Cold turkey. I wonder what happened to him or her? There's got to be thousands of these types of final posts. How do you write your epitaph? Welcome to the blog cemetery:

I wonder how many links I ought to have in my blog to make it 'linky' enough.

I wonder if I'm really part of a blogging community.

I wonder if it matters that I have now been indexed by Google.

I wonder what it means to be part of an online community. Is it enough if we casually observe, laugh at, raise our eyebrows at, each other's daily comments about our lives?

I wonder if community requires physical touching. I wonder how much of the senses must be engaged and exchanged to constitute human interaction.

I wonder how the vast reams of writing that people create really contribute to the collective consciousness, the collective unconcscious, or the collective creative brain progeny of our civilization.

I wonder if it's really worth it.

I wonder about Iraq, and Israel, and Somalia, and the Sudan, and every other place on Earth where chaos rules while a border away or a few miles away everything is peaceful.

I wonder if I really wonder. I wonder if I really know there's no answer. I wonder if I know there's no system to tie it together. I wonder if I know that we are part of a blnid, teeming, probabilistic mass of life.

I wonder how much of life I unconsciously avoid.

I wonder if anyone is out there.