and so it's another new year

and what have we done?... sheesh, another year wandering alone... much more social life, much more human interaction than the previous few years... more even than any year in the past ten years... yet still, wandering alone... coming home alone... sleeping alone... being alone... another year alone...

and another year wondering if humans even actually communicate on a daily basis... it was said tonight that even john and yoko, two who expressed an idyllic desire to be with each other, spent much of their days apart in the last five years of john's life... and most couple are apart most of each weekday and how many hours a week do even the most devoted loving couples actually spend together...

and another year of writing words on the web, wondering if i am here to communicate daily or just to record my being alive daily cuz there is no other consistent proof that i ever existed on a moment to moment basis (cuz i remain alone)... at least the babbler, offering the cushion and escape clauses and distance of silliness and irreverence continues to feel the correspondence interaction...

here in the daily life, in thereal, the solitude continues and truly, i wonder if words can bridge the distance on a continuous, daily basis... surely two cannot share moment to moment through words when far apart, unless two were constantly connected by an intercom, a push to talk or endless phone connection... and would that not be just a temporary fix replacement for the physical moment to moment connection that is truly wanted (why else maintain such an electronic connection?)...

ah, here in thereal, long into the first night of the new year, in lonely reverence these things i do ponder... alone, because that is thereal... and after a fun night out, i wonder if the preoccupation with age and the separations and walls it creates is as evident as it seems to me or if i am projecting it myself as once more excuse for not getting closer because the body is bloated and uncomfortable... but such pondering, as real as it is, is for the babbler to take on... and not ready for sleep just yet, so the babbler and rhymer shall be given the fingers now, for there is not much to add to thereal except it was an enjoyable party, half couples and half singles and fun and games and good conversation and we all went home as we came...

and here i am... hope your new year was fun too :)