I have a small dream. My dream is to be a web power user; actually, I may be more ambitious than that: a web hub. Imagine being at an information center of a new world. The personal discoveries I could make. All the interests I have dipped into a flowing stream that can grow and change.
Spending much of my youth looking at the stars, knowing the possibility of countless new worlds spanning across a universe so much bigger than anything I could imagine, I wanted to see what the possibilities were, only to find myself earthbound. Unable to explore the outer worlds, I discovered the inner worlds of imagination and stories. Hence, the reason I went into English. I discovered how the written word can mold human worlds, and I wanted to give students a leg up in understanding the world around them.
I know. How noble and altruistic of me. It is not that at all. Maybe a small bit… . No, not really. What it really is that students teach me new things! I love to learn new things. It is my way of discovering new worlds, to seeing what no one has seen before because every individual, every group, every different human combination invents a different world. People create so many new permutations of a standard story that it fascinates me. I learn different ways of seeing the world. Something new is here, and this newest variable really draws me.
The cloud—web—internet or any other possible term denoting this latest social mechanism is growing, evolving into what none of us can anticipate. The aliens that I wanted to see and discover are us! Can you understand my excitement at watching how we are changing? It is like looking at a transparent womb as a child develops, speculating on whether it will be a normal child or something more—new. It is clear that I am optimistic about the birth because I suspect all the possibilities awaiting the child’s discovery and, vicariously, mine . Oh … I am revealed as selfish. I am. However, this is my world, and I am allowed… . I’m still excited.