If the blog is dead, then writing is dead. And if writing is dead, thinking is dead.
If thinking is dead, then ideas are dead. If ideas are dead, then there’s no experimentation nor stories to tell. Memes fail to sprout when words die.
Yet, we are creators, unmoored from the prison of biology.
We make stuff and share it with other people to encourage their participation. Creativity individuates individuals. The pluralistic society rests on innovation, a multitude of market outlooks.
The brain is full of code, in a perpetual state of rewiring so that our stories never become stale. The pull to share is human.
We are engaged, in and out of the tempo of the mind, some brisker than others. The bucket of wonder drips, always on tap.