Is the computer God? Was it an act of divine malice or mercy that took my computer away? These are a few if the overriding questions that bedeviled me while I morned alone outside of the world of the blessed, in hell or more aptly, in non cybor-space. I remembered reading the theologian Paul Tillich years ago and marveling over his idea of sin as separation. He posited that sin was separation from the ground of ones being, i.e. God, from ones self and from ones people. Sin was not so much an act as a state of being. I felt this separation and reacted to it as any normal outcast would. I mourned, I cajoled, I bargained, I felt sick. We need another level in Dante's hell for the DISCONNECTED. For those who for whatever reason, do not have computers are in hell somewhere between those who believed in nothing and those who are in hell because they lived before the computer was invented. Another hard thing I learned from this was that God is a male. A female computer would never just betray you like that. She would never just be there one minute and then leave without so much as a, "So long Kid". She would want to talk it over before she left you. She would drop all sorts of hints that she was going to do something bad. I am afraid of my computer now and every time I turn it on I know that something bad can happen that I don't know how to fix. Is the computer satan?

Well I am back and my computer works better than ever. But believe me I have been in cybor hell. I have a cold sore to prove it. I know no one is out there because I have been gone so long but I will be back in full force soon. I am just in a hurry today to get stuff done and I am not used to writing. Been reading a lot so hang in there if you are there.

This is a test. Can you read this. The computer is still on strike. I have trust issues now.