Saturday, July 30, 2005
Dead End
part 1
I just realized that with my sidebar all blank like that, you all can't get into my archives. Fascinating. It's like a mini blog. You only get the few posts that you see. And quickly reach a dead end.
There is the mind-body connection people are always talking about. But perhaps there is a mind-cyberspace connection, too.
I know I've been very vague about the shit I've been going through this past week. That has been intentional. I'm just not ready to talk about it. I'm not sure I ever will be - well, not in this forum anyway. But perhaps my blog knows that and has complied with my mind. :-)
As JennyNYC said in my comments, "How twilight zone!"
part 2
I went surfing today with my sister-out-law. We met up with a bunch of friends in Santa Cruz and hit the waves there. The ocean started out teasing us with insanely quiet waters. Then suddenly, we were slammed by wave after wave, as if someone turned on a wave machine in a water park pool. I still somehow managed to get to my feet. Somehow I always do.
part 3 - the final final chapter
When I typed part 1 of this post, I wasn't sure where this post was taking me. But it has occurred to me that this blog is suppose to end. The sidebar sickness was the first clue that this blog is dying.
For those of you who have emailed me at accounts associated with this blog, most recently m.sk8rn@gmail.com, I will be checking that account less and less frequently. Please don't take offense to the silence; it's nothing personal. But I am embarking on a new chapter in my life - one that I suspect will involve more surfing of ocean waves and less surfing of the internet.
To all of the great friends I've met in my time as sk8rN:
Benjamin Altman
Bethanie
Debra
Exile
Filthy Rotten Angel
Cori
Garrison Steelle
Gulnaz
Indigo
Jax
JennyNYC
Lorena
Mari
Mitzzee
Neelsen
Stella
tescosuicide
transience
Please read each others' blogs. You are all fascinating and amazing people whom I've felt blessed to interact with in this cyber-community. I wish you all the best in your own journeys.
I would like to end this blog with a quote from one of my favorite tv shows - Six Feet Under:
"I depart as air.
I shake my white locks at the run away sun.
I bequeath myself to the dirt
to grow from the grass I love.
If you want me again,
look for me under your boot soles.
You will hardly know who I am or what I mean.
But I shall be good health to you nevertheless.
Missing me one place?
Search another.
I stop somewhere,
waiting for you."
I like this poem, because I am starting off on a search, too. A search for myself.
I hope each of you find what you're looking for, too.
Best wishes to you all.
Thank you for making sk8rn what it was.
Goodbye.
Addendum:
A BIG GIGANTIC HURRAH of a THANK YOU to CORI for fixing my sidebar!!!!! You are a life-saver - well, at least a blog-saver. :-)
No, folks, this does not mean that I'm back. Not yet anyway. I minimally need a good long break from blogging. But friends like Cori - and all of you with your sweet comments - remind me that there is lot to be lost should I not return to Blogland.
We'll see.
I just realized that with my sidebar all blank like that, you all can't get into my archives. Fascinating. It's like a mini blog. You only get the few posts that you see. And quickly reach a dead end.
There is the mind-body connection people are always talking about. But perhaps there is a mind-cyberspace connection, too.
I know I've been very vague about the shit I've been going through this past week. That has been intentional. I'm just not ready to talk about it. I'm not sure I ever will be - well, not in this forum anyway. But perhaps my blog knows that and has complied with my mind. :-)
As JennyNYC said in my comments, "How twilight zone!"
part 2
I went surfing today with my sister-out-law. We met up with a bunch of friends in Santa Cruz and hit the waves there. The ocean started out teasing us with insanely quiet waters. Then suddenly, we were slammed by wave after wave, as if someone turned on a wave machine in a water park pool. I still somehow managed to get to my feet. Somehow I always do.
part 3 - the final final chapter
When I typed part 1 of this post, I wasn't sure where this post was taking me. But it has occurred to me that this blog is suppose to end. The sidebar sickness was the first clue that this blog is dying.
For those of you who have emailed me at accounts associated with this blog, most recently m.sk8rn@gmail.com, I will be checking that account less and less frequently. Please don't take offense to the silence; it's nothing personal. But I am embarking on a new chapter in my life - one that I suspect will involve more surfing of ocean waves and less surfing of the internet.
To all of the great friends I've met in my time as sk8rN:
Please read each others' blogs. You are all fascinating and amazing people whom I've felt blessed to interact with in this cyber-community. I wish you all the best in your own journeys.
I would like to end this blog with a quote from one of my favorite tv shows - Six Feet Under:
"I depart as air.
I shake my white locks at the run away sun.
I bequeath myself to the dirt
to grow from the grass I love.
If you want me again,
look for me under your boot soles.
You will hardly know who I am or what I mean.
But I shall be good health to you nevertheless.
Missing me one place?
Search another.
I stop somewhere,
waiting for you."
I like this poem, because I am starting off on a search, too. A search for myself.
I hope each of you find what you're looking for, too.
Best wishes to you all.
Thank you for making sk8rn what it was.
Goodbye.
Addendum:
A BIG GIGANTIC HURRAH of a THANK YOU to CORI for fixing my sidebar!!!!! You are a life-saver - well, at least a blog-saver. :-)
No, folks, this does not mean that I'm back. Not yet anyway. I minimally need a good long break from blogging. But friends like Cori - and all of you with your sweet comments - remind me that there is lot to be lost should I not return to Blogland.
We'll see.
Comments:
I have to admit that I really sad you are ending your blog. I will miss your words, and you, a lot. wahhhhhhh .
:(
:(
Technology is the ruin of us all.
Waves never change. Enjoy!
I love your snail mail!
I will miss the contact with the fans of your blog! Thanks for bringing us all together!
I love blogs that end, like crashing waves :)
Waves never change. Enjoy!
I love your snail mail!
I will miss the contact with the fans of your blog! Thanks for bringing us all together!
I love blogs that end, like crashing waves :)
THanks for all the great reads. Check in from time to time. Maybe someday let me know what's on the other side of your rainbow.
Cheers,
Skinned.
www.skinnedalive.blogspot.com
Cheers,
Skinned.
www.skinnedalive.blogspot.com
Your sidebar is back. This may be a sign that you should not give up this blog. Seriously. Close your eyes and listen to the universe.
to new beginnings... :)
and keeping in touch.
thanks for coming into my blog-space-life and should you write again, please let (me) know. i love reading your writings!
and keeping in touch.
thanks for coming into my blog-space-life and should you write again, please let (me) know. i love reading your writings!
wow as i read this post it didn't prepare me for your good-bye. i was thrown and sad. i wish you all the best in your journey. may you carry peace and happiness with you. it was great getting to know you and hopefully this isn't the last time we hear of you.
the quote was beautiful (i love that show). thanks for leaving with such heartfelt words. i'm honored to have been on your list.
take care :)
the quote was beautiful (i love that show). thanks for leaving with such heartfelt words. i'm honored to have been on your list.
take care :)
i will miss you, that's for sure...but i wrote something before and i think repeating it now is quite apt.
there are no happy endings, really. those are just a reprieve for stories that have yet to finish telling themselves.
there are no happy endings, really. those are just a reprieve for stories that have yet to finish telling themselves.
remember kids, if you ever feel bad abotuhow f-ed up yoru blog is, just visit mine.
"it looks like a bunch of retards trying to fuck a doorknob out there."
"it looks like a bunch of retards trying to fuck a doorknob out there."
OH DEAR! Sk8trn! You will be sorely missed my dear. You had an awesomely interesting blog and point of view, one I respect and enjoyed being entertained with. May you find what you seek and if your path should lead you back, I'll be sure to look u up again....nice poem btw...love that show. and on that note....cheerios, rice krispees and go catch a wave! YOU ROCK! ;)
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: 4:57 PM
brushing away a tear here!
am touched to be called a freind by you.
am wishing the best for your new journey. i agree with what trans has written about unhappy endings being only incomplete journeys.
am touched to be called a freind by you.
am wishing the best for your new journey. i agree with what trans has written about unhappy endings being only incomplete journeys.
I too am touched that you listed me in your group of friends. I totally understand your wanting a break from blogging. Hope to see you from time to time.
It'll be a cool day when you pick up blogging again. I'm so behind in my reading I didn't find out until now that you were taking a break.
ah, that sucks, i was just starting to read your stuff regularly too. i know, i never comment, but i do read it. oh well, i hope it's just a break and you're back soon. :)
maybe you'll be back. i hope to see you in some different incarnation (or the same one)...
no milk please
no milk please
Six Feet under is a great series, and the people that I know from your list are also some of my favorites. I'll have to check out the others.
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