When we die, we die in the present portion of time. Our parts are recycled for the future. Our past remains fixed in the past.
The past and the future are as real as the present. We are not set up to understand them. Our state is set to the present.
We won't be in this state ever again, and we have no tools to imagine any other state.
But one can imagine that 100 years in the future, we will be dead in present time. We are currenty, the real, living, ghosts of the future.
I don't feel like a ghost, and I don't feel like a spirit either. And I don't feel dead. But, I am, one hundred years from now.
I believe all existance has already been predetermined. Life is like a movie where you don't know what is going to happen next.
There is only one path that could have brought us to the present, and there is only path possible into the future.
With that said, nothing is random. Our pain and joy, the decisions that we make, and the paths we take, all of these will have had to happen.
Our existance in the present is just a short ride.
I think it is like a rollar coaster, where we go in the same circle over and over again. It may be that we get to pick different seats each time around.
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This site was written for Las Vegas, then LouisVille. Now, it seems to be about anywhere. In these phlogs, you'll see a lot of my personal notes and pictures. I like to post my observations here to remember life and celebrate it. I'm not religious. I don't pray for good fortune. I'm ecstatically grateful for the gift of life and I think our time should be remembered and not taken for granted. I'm not a writer. I think pictures tell stories so much better than words. I love just about everything in this life, and, I guess that would have to include you. So, if you've seen me, don't be surprised if your picture is in here somewhere. Of all the critters, people are absolutely the most interesting. 
