Rocket Packs In A Virtual Future

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TGON has been nominated for an IMA award for their amazing Flash website. A sweet way to end 2009 with a little recognition and a good shot in the arm! Like Jim Taylor, who designed the Flash website, said to me the other night, “Nice to know someone other than your grandmother is looking at the site”. Double that – my granny’s dead Jim.

But seriously, she died ages ago and there are a whole lot of non-dead, non-relatives who dig what TGON and Jim have done in the Virtual World that “Realm of Porn and Shadows”.

Nice.

Sure I could dwell on the negatives, you know, the kind that could muck a small country down to its knees… Sure I could bitterly brood over the lead ears of critics. Sure I could light afire effigies of small-minded cowards…

Sure I could. But I’d only waste my breath and the art supplies to make those effigies…

Anyway, I don’t care about those distractions…

See, we have an ace in the hole – we have the future!

Strike that!

We don’t have the future… we make the future!

Ooo, I feel a prophecy coming on…

-speaking in tongues-

Habbaba ulthalay shallal hubuz!

I’m sorry, I can’t write while prophesying…

But don’t despair! If you send me 1$ I will reveal to you what was shown me, written in the sky above Montreal!

…

My point is…

It’s hard not to be cynical about the future. On the other hand, all we can do is what we do and hope for the best. Sometimes that’s enough…

Other times you shake your head because you are denied your basic human right to a glass of water.

But then to salvage the night you and your band pack up and head down the street and you sit outside on a terrace to have a drink…

…And the bar manager comes out with free shots for everyone!

“Why the hell…???”

I mean, “YAY!”

What a strange place. This is such a strange place.

So if my theory is correct, to move forward is to strike a balance between trying to control the direction of this crazy thing and riding where it takes you. Through all possible permutations of all possible futures and then winding up on that little spot in the 10th dimension that IS only you.

Easy…

See.

Things are looking up.