Search me why I didn’t think of this before but the act of building a website in some office somewhere out in the hinterlands and having it then seen around the world is rather a strange concept. Here I am, stuck in a place nobody knows exists, typing my words on an an electronic device, and clicking here and clicking there and, voila, someone reads what I have put together in some place I don’t even know exists.
I reside near an ocean where wine grapes are grown. I can be on the water in a mere forty minutes. This place is a small pocket of goodness with a population under 400 souls. I got here strictly by chance after Vietnam. Call it a place to rest a quite weary brain after two tours of combat. I did this by going into business sub-contracting after college. I worked with my hands cutting and installing all types of glass and mirrors. An exacting task the skills of which caused me to stop thinking about what I’d had to do in yet another little place in this world. Taking lives in the legal way.
You see, I have traveled a winding trail or path through the beauty and the morass that is this world. What is beautiful one second can turn very ugly and stomach turning the next. Most of us don’t need to be told this if we have put ourselves out in the world for any amount of time. Head hunters of a spiritual nature are everywhere in the brush.
And, lo and behold, I built a website that gets a lot of views and that is almost miraculous. Ah, what an intricate web we weave, eh? The world wide web, to be exact. Still, each place we go is what we make it. It pays to be exacting and not sloppy about how you treat yourself in this world because this world doesn’t know or care if you exist. I know this to be true because if I had been blown apart in Vietnam you would never know I existed. You barely do now but I’ll take it.
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