day 123

I have been given this simple task of writing a blog. That's fine. well. so far.

It occurred to me that I do not know how to end a blog.
It seems logical to follow some chronological order. The blog has most certainly started but the problem is with its ending. One cannot just declare an end to a blog. It's almost certainly to remain as a log, a remnant floating in cyberspace to remind me of my irresponsibility. I can't just end a blog. A blog almost certainly remains. The difference could be that it ceases to have new posts. But it just cannot end just like that. I could remove it, pretend it did not exist. Then why should I write, knowing that my words would disappear?

It seems that this is not a simple task after all.

But if you know me, this is really a simple task.

Write.

There. It doesn't matter what you write. The mere act of posting something online, is sufficient to create the illusion of a presence.

What is not so straightforward is the tyranny of this simplicity. To be committed to a blog is to be committed to a presence, a face. That is the problem. This presence or face, screws you up almost immediate. You can't just remove it. It's there. It's there to be remembered, while you recede into the background and the identity takes over.

So I decided to have various characters. Unknowns and incognito. Generic aliens walking through space and filling them up. So when you search for the author, you certainly will not find him or her.

Then I have a slight problem: how to make them stop talking when the blog eventually ends.

But let us leave that dilemma to the authors. I doubt everything will fall into place. (as it is rigt now, they all stopped signing off as themselves!)
Perhaps, let us instead be safe in the knowledge that the blog never exists.

This is where I make my declaration that this blog is going to end in time to come.