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I crashed!

I received a few panic text messages today with "my mail came back, undelivered!!" "I tried mailing you and your address is not working!!"

The text messages were so panic stricken I was panicked what do I do the server crashed all the mails that people are trying to send me at the moment are running like a freight train towards a brick wall! "NO ENTRY" mails will be diverted into the unknown and the other wise uninteresting 50,000 spam mails are returning home to places where no one lives anymore!! What to do, the information flow must flow, the torrent of worthless words must continue to connect the dots so that we are all "In the Loop!" "On the same page!!" "Up to Speed!!" In my eerie moment of self-doubt I realised that I was having an extraordinary good time being out of the loop! My email address is not poisonous it's just imposing, I love people who say "sorry I'm just not technical I don't have a web address!" or the person who asks "Can you fax me that?" every time I hear the word "Fax" I want to get a stone and start edging the words of the letter out on the street! It feels like a similar effort and from the same decade. We are, I am, spoilt for choice when it comes to communicating and yet at some point the reality and the truth seems to get lost, deadlines become life staking and no excuse counts for not knowing! I am going to change my email address and I am not going to tell anyone I will simply use it and allow the other address to die! Those who want the address will realise they will have to call me first to get the email address and as I will be extremely un-available in the coming few months they will have to really make an effort to write a text (which I never answer!) or continue to call and all of this to write a mail which may not be necessary!! If you have to go to that much trouble the mail will be important enough to write for me to read it!

I wrote a letter to a friend the other day who lost he's father, it was heart breaking to write and yet comforting to know that even though I would not be there to help him in he's hard time that the hand written word would show him that my thoughts are with him! I love technology, the advances, the charge into the unknown each boundary invisible to the creative mind, we stumble carelessly over certain things that should not be replaced but you can only know that after the fact, it is a necessary casualty of development. I like rare things and a hand written letter is becoming a rare thing. I have all the letters from my girlfriends somewhere at home in the attic and I have all the letters from home that I got while on the road and they are valuable to me as an Elvis Presley tour jacket would be! They are real and not stored in a folder under private or Rea's mail, somewhere on my laptop, they are in my drawer at home, which everyone knows is Rea's drawer!

I have decided to communicate a lot more with written word to people who mean something to me or to those I wish to talk to with my written truth.

I love Technology for it's anonymous black hole of interaction, I write these words to and for myself and I do not know how many read or interest themselves for my thoughts but they have felt like the quite conversation in a Romanian café recapturing words of revolution! Our music reaches out to the world more and more each day and the journey, which accompanies an album is starting to pick up steam, starting to find its tempo! I am beginning to feel excitement and uncertainty all at once I know we are starting but I am not sure where we are heading and for how long? I will start with changing my email address and hope that only the important things, truly important things make their way to me before I crash!