One-thousand screaming avatars.
It comes and goes, like the tides. I’m talking about this site here, the one we threw together back in ‘96, when we strived for something cool. There were times when the tides were high, when traffic was coming at us from all directions like water into a sinking car, and times when the tides were low, when we were the sinking car.
Like most other trivial pursuits in life, there’s a learning experience one can claim from things like mendax.org. I’m not talking about reading the site, because I didn’t sit on that side of the screen, but about writing it. The articles and news posts were one thing, but the code was another, and the entirety of it all makes me sleepy to think about where we’ve been, and what’s been done throughout the trip. What they say may be true after all, “It’s not about the destination, it’s about the trip.”
Today, we’re somewhere new, and it’s not the type of new that makes us giddy like when the site first went live and we planned to surf the waves ahigh. Truth be told, it’s not even the opposite - struggling to stay afloat - because there’s nothing to stay afloat for. That’s not to say no one cares about what happens to the site; we’re a lost U-Boot shooting through a forgotten ocean, and the skipper’s less concerned with the destination as he is the journey.
Though the destination’s already past, this baby runs on batteries, and maybe, just maybe, there’s fuel on the horizon. In the meantime, we picked up some oranges to fend off the scurvy, and I’m pretty sure I heard someone say something about gold in the future.
When you think about it, things haven’t changed that much after all.
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