...awakening in time

Most of the letters and other texts that follow were written without knowing what was coming next

...so now quite surprised at these traces of my journey from pre-netlife to this, I'd like to write something of the connectedness which I hoped would be in these pieces but which I could not always perceive as I felt my way along. For we are all guided by something beyond our conscious thinkings in any of our actions, and I don't mean something mystical -

just that sense of physical rightness which tells each leg
or eye
or lung
or tongue
or finger
how to make the next move. Yes, as I look this morning over these letters and their many attachments, I feel a mixture of both doubt at the apparent diversity and confidence that in reading slowly new continuities will appear. Not so much in the texts as in the readers, of course, provided that impatient goal-seeking does not interfere.

that is all....