The page I have diary for.
At some point I will transfer my hand-written diaries to the web. Another writing project.
What is not there -- the chronological order. Should I restore it? The fableless or the plotless.
That's the pomo history, not order. Personal history, your own chronology is the only thing that holds it together. How much your history do you have?
The "History" is over. Period. So-called leaders -- the banality. For that very reason they are pit there. No need for great minds or souls. This history is on autopilot. Too simple?
History is too expensive. We can't afford it. It's blood, the end of safety and comfort. We don't like it. History isn't nice. Wars and killings. You kill or get killed. It's much better to read about it, or even better -- to see the movie.
Paradise has no history.
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10.18.05. "Russian Pages" I write only on weekends. No time. As usual, I have no time for serious stuff, it comes last. The webmaster is alway to be first. Oh, the link is broken? I have to fix it. But what about the thoughts that are missing? The pages that are not written? What about me? what about the reason why I started the webbing in the first place?
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If I am not linking DIARY pages to the rest, why do I have "adv.txt" here?
Anatoly's Blog -- the fashion! I don't keep it either. [film-north]
I don't enjoy web as much as before.
The thousands, the number, that's what makes it into a job...
I am a webwriter; something between thinking and writing, something close to a typewriter.
I type.
I do not read what I write. Only when I add new texts. I think...
And I write more; sometimes even in my old diary pages.
I write about my thoughts, which are the real me.
Sometimes about feelings, but they too have the forms of ideas, or images at least.
The purpose of this or other diaries is to talk to myself. Oh, I need it! Especially, when you are not in love and can't write poetry. Especially in our letterless times. Especially when you are getting old.
...
Well, I have to organize it, the talk.
Oh, there is logic in my webmadness! At least I think there is. If you read "Webman's Diary," you know how I see the future: the web is the real REAL ESTATE. The cyber space will be more expensive that the land. The spots in the new electronic universe that are populated with visitors. The traffic, we call it. Up or down, the single name.com is still worth a lot, sometimes millions. Do you know how some net experts culculate the established websites? They say that each unique visitor (see Web Glossary) is worth between $250-500 a head!
Let me see -- one thousand = $500.000!
No, it couldn't be so! A half of a mil?
What are they talking about? Are they nuts?
Wait! Let me think! Did you see my new www.anatoly.tv site? There is nothing to see there, it's just a gateway page. What about the "tv"? Well, "anatoly.com" and "anatoly.net" and even "anatoly.org" were taken! Vanity? Maybe. I had no time to check how those "anatolys" are using their domains, but this is not an issue, friends! Out of the all Anatolys in the world those three claimed the new frontier space for themselves! Forget the "madonna.com" or "whitehouse.com" (porno site), each word in that man-made universe became a property! Even the useless word "anatoly"?
You know, I live in Alaska, there are still homesteads here (for the places where nobody wants to be) -- what is the "price" of land, when it is a frontier? Nothing. The situation in cyber space is the same. The difference? You, the webmaster, make it livable. And what? It becomes a value!
Do I do it for money?
I have to think about it. Nevertheless I paid for sellassie.com (not anymore) -- to claim the family name, and even antohin.tripod.com! "Antohin"? What the hell is this unpronounceable "antohin"? It's my Russian last name that I keep. I want this name to pay back (like in the time of nobility). Do you follow me?
Try it -- type shakespear.com -- and see for yourself. Somebody is there already!
Madness? Write back in five years or so and we will talk.
I will finish it, where it belongs -- Webman's Diary!
* 8.13.04 -- I believe that year, day, every hour has a story; how many feelings, thoughts, how dramatic... How come it doesn't find its place in your writing, Anatoly?
Where is the pressure, the running, the tension?
All of it doesn't express itself in some plot, any fable, or tale...
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