Editorial forgettable

We all need somewhere to be publicly private

Strangely, without knowing, a website is something I waited for all my life.

A place to review a lifetime and share it with others, a venue to develop odd concepts and let them grow!

But there's far more to it. Websites embrace two unlikely concepts of modern thought.

Almost as faith promises stability to our turbulent rushing lives, the noosphere of Teilhard de Chardin and Tipler's Physics of Immortality loom larger in our cyber-cyclone, the Internet.

Wait, they're easily grasped.

Imagine the noosphere - evolved from geosphere and biosphere - a blanket of thought enveloping Earth. You are using its most recent phylum: the Internet.

Consider immortality in a website. Pottery and parchments survive millennia - but information, perhaps, to the end of time. Will our descendants, with the power of Gods, lovingly recreate us in religion's hereafter?

The Internet is a crazy, commercial, intellectual and linguistic pressure-cooker.

Such ferocious chaos, boiling ugly mud, might be the ideal substrate for the purest, most delicate and fragile thoughts - allowing them the securest tenure yet in our violent evolution.

Bring your qualities, your memories, your deepest most sacred beliefs and dreams onto the Web.