Philosophy is an interesting concept. I remember my first venture into the subject with the guidance of a professor at Cuyamaca college in La Mesa, California. His initial observation has always stuck in my mind. To be a philosopher is to embark on a journey that will never end, for to be a philosopher is to seek the ultimate truth, and since you can never prove truth, you can never find what you are looking for. Philosophy is therefore an exercise in futility.
But this does not stop us from seeking after truth in all its forms.
I know this, because I know there are others who seek after truth. I know this because I know that people, not machines, write stories and poetry. I know this because imagination continues to guide our quest for truth. I know this because there is always another person willing to dare to ask "What if...?".
The internet, like any other collection of souls, is a living, breathing thing. Yes, there are only digital footprints that may one day be erased or replaced, yet they are as real as the pages of a book or the ancient scrolls of parchment and papyrus that have gone before us. They are the evidence of our willingness to continue, to share, to contribute to the next generation in hope their lives will somehow be more enlightened than our own.
There are many trees in this electronic forest. When mine falls, I hope someone will hear it.