I believe that everything is connected as if by invisible
strings. And it is through these connections- sadly unfelt
and unperceived by most- that the true and forever
paradoxical meaning to life is derived. There are many
connections within this homepage: some vague, some
pretentious, some obscure, some perhaps relevant to your own
breathing. There is only so much I can reveal about myself,
however, and there is only so much I feel should be done
with this homepage. What you have at your disposal, then,
is merely a collection of thoughts, memories, and fiction
tidbits that- taken together- provide a short walk through
an informal museum that bears my name, a museum probably not
unlike the one that bears your own. We are all constructs
of perpetual memory: landscapes, faces, experiences,
lessons, tribulations, sights, smells, expressions, nights,
days, mornings, dawns, dusks, and twilights, not to mention
pain and sorrow and the constant conquest of both. So make
of this what you can. If you have any questions or
comments,
write
me. Providing that I ever make it again to
my e-mail, I'll get back to you as soon as I can. I hope
you have as much fun exploring this 'digital room' as I did
furnishing it. So please read on. You might pull a string
or two.
The Vine is an exercise of the spirit and mind. Its single purpose is to cast as best as possible a quick reflection of both myself and others so that any variety of meaning may be drawn from it. It began when a I asked people at Queens College to complete a series of open-ended preambles as part of a free association exercise. People were not expected to reveal anything beyond what they deemed socially appropriate or understandably private. The only thing that was asked of them was to follow their creative thoughts-- like stepping stones across a field that bore their name-- as honestly and revealingly as possible. As they progressed, I told them, they may even discover that a story was slowly being told; if not, I told them to consider it poetry.
We are unique individuals with thoughts, opinions, and
feelings particular only to ourselves. It has taken years
of experience- both 'good' and 'bad'- to shape us into who
we are today. Our thoughts, feelings, and opinions, then,
are of daily importance; we fill rooms, we stand next to
people, we inhabit public spaces, we contribute to the daily
landscape of buildings and streets that would otherwise be
closer to a mausoleum without us. As sentimental as this
may sound, you are life. And life, on a wholly
indeterminate scale, would surely be different without you.
Thomas Jefferson envisioned, perhaps too romantically, a nation of great citizen farmers, a world built on common sense, something we frequently feel is in short supply. But the 21st Century equivalent of the great Jeffersonian vision can be achieved, supplying the most basic-- but frequently compromised-- needs of existence (food, shelter, comfort, and their increased resultant happiness) through the application of middle-level technologies readily available today on the open market. It is then possible to engineer for ourselves-- immediate resources permitting, of course-- a life satisfyingly separate, and therefore different, from the routine, the mundane, and the impersonal, all of which have come to define the life of over-institutionalized man.
The original intention of this section was to provide at least a rudimentary list of Internet-accessed resources to architecture, energy efficiency, home resource management, and modern alternative living, but all this homepage can really provide, because of time and space constraints, is more a call to act on the presence of such information (easily sifted through an Internet search) than an actual cross-listed resource tool. Below, then, is only a short and by no means comprehensive list of several interesting sites on the Internet that give a taste-- if even that-- of what interesting and potentially revolutionary possibilities await us in the 21st Century.
Good luck, then, in your search toward a greater-- if even
imagined-- sense of modern independence. And if you can, reduce
your 60-year sentence to the RatRace by engineering it out of
immediacy; grow a bushel of tomatoes (without the carbon dioxide
treatment) and build a home dreamt by the sun. Go ahead: make my
day.