Monday, April 23, 2012


These days I'm caught up in existential doldrums.  This doesn't happen often, but once in a while it does roll by, and when it does, what's there to do but hunker down and hope that I see myself through.

Right now, it feels much like nothing that I do matters very much.  Not merely what I'm doing (or what I'm not doing, it depends), but the entire framework of it all.  Success now is measured in dollar terms (the going rate, I heard, is now in the billions, else it's not even worth a mention) or in the number of followers on social networks (you need a million or more to be somebody.)  Now I know I'll never hit those figures, but even if I did, would it make me any happier?

Whatever happened to the really worthwhile goals?  Of expanding knowledge, bettering humanity, and mastering oneself?  It's all lost in just so much noise.

I want to stop.  Stop for just a bit.  Take in the silence.


So it goes.