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is not my first attempt at creating a web page.
Those who know me know that the Internet has been
a hobby of mine well before I got into Graphic
Arts. I will leave it to you to discover my other
interests. When on-line you can find me at
ICQ#:8036607. Or, on IRC on such channels as
#Toronto, #ircbar, or any of the other popular
chat channels. Apart from chatting with me online
the
Beyond being a playground for the 
imaginationthe Net offers a place to
express ones alter-ego. Mine is of a samuri named Sun-gi.
Its really nothing more than a nickname. It gives people
a framework to understand you by since they cannot see
you. Sometimes thats the only way people can relate to
one another. Thats why the internet is so perfect for
communication. Content that we place in our web pages
communicates to other what we want them to see about
us.
Somewhere between tha facade and the creator themselves lies the internet - invisible waves or an under-ground network that is out of the purview of society. Using it to present yourself suggests that you are more technically inclined and informed. They are also interested in content you offer. It is this content that makes the difference. In particular, I hope that this webpage will be your guide to sources of interest and information.
A scientist with the Canadian Space Agency puts the alien scare to rest. They have anounced that their is absolutely no proof that aliens exist. Scientists say that even other life new we existed, they would not be able to do anything about it anyway. We know that there is no life in our solar system and even if they were to enter our galaxy it would take them over 50, 000 years to reach us, given the speed of light. We know this from Einstein postulate about the physical limitations when a body in motion approaches the speed of light ...
Dateline: Febuary 24, 2000, in Willowdale Ontario
A flick of the switch and the room resonates to life, shadows of sleep disappearing. It's early but I can already here people in the other offices, there voices like the scratch of chalk. Seconds tick thickly off the clock. Oh well, another day, another dollar. My father used to say that. My father used to say alot of things. I am not really a morning person but after a restless night I needed to clear my head by heading in to work alittle early. That dream. The dream where I am tumbling through space. I am fixated on a part of the star feild. Nothing can be seen but I can't help but feel that something is screeming towards me from the other end of infinity. Glad to be back among the living dead.
Elsewhere...
It had spindly legs that could scarecely support it. A single eye with some discernable liquid churning inside, showing keen interest. Its skin was an angry antiseptic white that flared into the ultra-violet. Stop clowning and get to work, this laundry isn't going to get done by itself, I think to myself.
Aliens. We see them everywhere - whose voice do you think you hear while reading this? Some would day its just an attempt to objectify the unknown. Or is it the invention of an over indulgent imagination? That profound feeling of presence when you look at a clear night sky? I usually just respond to that question with a smug smile. Its my claim to fame, my reason for being, my piece of the pie. What I really think is that its not trying to define the unknown, its trying to be the unknown. We don't know what's out there, or who is out there or how many there are. We just have the inkling that they are greater then we. So, my question to you is, "have you seen your alien lately?"
