Supernatural & The Beyond

Me in 2023.  “What is this ChatGPT all about?  I need to try out an app.”   It has proved to be quite a crazy and perplexing experience.

 I guess I am a backwards or historically oriented type of family member and person.  If I could share this photo with my three times great grandmother Marilla, I would tell her that I believe this is Easter 1971 and I was four years old and my brother would have been just around a year.  Standing to my left on the right side of the photo is my great grandmother and your granddaughter Mildred.

To my great grandmothers Gommy & Other Nana, This is just an unclear old photo, but I love that I have it.  I think about the world’s young children at this point in time and I wonder why it is that they came into the world so much later than me and have so much of their lives ahead of them while I am older with so much less time left.  (As if life isn’t a long and difficult road, but it is nonetheless life and it the only existence that we can be certain off.). I look at this picture and recall that it was the same scenario for you both when my mother and brother and I were young.  My how time does fly for everyone.  I imagine you thinking, “You are still only 59.  Your life’s journey isn’t even at its end yet.” Only 59?  I may still have chapters of my life yet to live?  With the way things currently are, it is unfathomable to imagine what those additional chapters might look like. I swear in the most recent years, it seems like I have witnessed ...

 Chaos and uncertainty.  It seems that this is the state of the world in which we find ourselves at present.  The only thing to do I guess is to just keep moving through it.  What happened though to the logic of the world that we all understood not long ago?  Now on top of everything else, we have to figure out what to make of artificial intelligence that is beyond our comprehension.  I accidentally wrote this here when I meant to write it in a different place but then I realized that this is actually a fitting place for these thoughts. This is what happens to those that must peak down rabbit holes, and into Pandora’s boxes and into explorations of the mind.