Well this is it, I've decided to make a webpage. One that has no purpose. One that has no real reason for existing other than 'it can'. One with no more devine right to life than, well, you, or me. Pleople have plenty of complaints about others jibbering on about this and that, for no other reaon than, you've occasionally got time on you hands, and a computer that's online. Well balls to them quite frankly. But more elequently, the wealth of knowledge available to the mass populous of significant portions of this planet, has expenentially increased, due to the information revelotution. Like many, if I'm asked a factual question, there is little chance I can't answer it, if I'm at my computer. That is amazing. If you're not amazed by that, I'm not sure what could amaze you. And the more trite, web-born rantings that are created, with even the tiniest bit of obscure information contained in their pages of useless blatherings, the more likely it is that google will make you a little better prepared when you need to know an answer. To anything!

You see this page - this kind of page, is a little like you and I. It only exisits because it can. And yet, its purpose is found, discovered. Not just by itself, but by its environment, and the cohabitants of its environment. Most of it will be discared. Not even found by human eyes. But instead left in 1s and 0s , only ever to be 'searched', but never encountered.

That makes it a little better (in part) than you and I, because we are forced uppon others weather we're useful to them or not. People have to know about me, even though I may be of no purpose to them. This blog/website/collection of pages/whatever it is, is  not pushed, it is pulled. It is not introduced, it is requested. It is better than you and I. And so would yours be, if you were to write one. Write one.

You know something nobody else does. Write about it.

http://phil.a.teare.googlepages.com/philosophyofpurpose

Love (and I mean that),

Phil