Monday, June 25, 2007
Well, I'm starting the trip in Stockholm, Sweden. I intend to be here (I arrived this morning) until tomorrow when I will go to Copenhagen, Denmark. At some point I want to hit Amsterdam and Paris after that and then I will meet my mom in Spain. Further details as I know them. Now, time to go see what I can of Stockholm in the short time I have here...
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Just for the record, I'm hopefully leaving for an international trip in the next couple of days. I don't know exactly where I'll be going yet, but it's Europe. I will have just under a week to do my own thing before I'll meet up with my mom and sisters in Spain to see some of her old mission tromping grounds. More info as it comes available. :)
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Effective now, my blog is accessible at http://www.anthelion.org in addition to its current http://anthelion.blogspot.com. The former actually forwards to the latter, but may be easier to remember.
With this change, I also have the email accounts michael@anthelion.org and rachel@anthelion.org set up for the blog.
Note: I do not own and am not affiliated with anthelion.com, anthelion.net, etc. I only have anthelion.org
Monday, June 11, 2007
A lot of times when I have dreams I can identify something from that day or other recent events that inspired the dream. Other times I have no idea where it came from. The latter is the case with last night.
I dreamt that Kenneth came over to my house to hangout and while he was there I decided to kill him. However, rather than physical means, I went to a machine and pressed a red button and it killed him and then stored his remains in a zip file on a computer. For about two weeks, the police and his family searched for him to no avail (obviously) and I remained quiet. There was obviously little chance that they would just catch me since there weren't even any physical remains to be had... they were all just in a file in the computer. I began to wonder whether they would still track me down and find some bullshit way to convict me circumstantially since my house was the last place anyone knew him to be. Then I started going a little bit crazy and wondered what would happen if I just deleted his remains file on the computer.... would it just disappear or was the file really a sort of place holder and deleting it would release his remains back into the real world? Or... had he even really existed? I mean, really, you can't digitize somebody's dead body into a file which can be recognized as someone's remains, right? So, at the end of the couple of weeks or so, I turned myself in. The police, however, released me because a confession is not enough and I had no reasonable evidence to show them. Even those who did believe I had killed him couldn't accept the file as evidence and so I was released without harsh words. And then I woke up.