So here we are in my first web page, ever, in history.   Why is it that as you age you become more aware of time and place of events?

It's weird to be writing atop these big green leaves.  Maybe that's why God just went on creating and creating and creating, it must have been overwhelmingly pleasurable to paint over his old creations with new ones.  Each creation an inspiration for the last.  God created the earth, I'm sure in some spectacular dimension with lots of hyperactivity and connectivity.

The Web of life is referred to constantly by humans.  We are connected by threads to the tiny Protazoan, the raunchy Cockroach, the Swan, the Rocks, the Planets.

If we could only still feel that connection.  If we could recognize ours brothers and sisters, and as equals, as like minds originating from one place, one great mind, we would discover the secrets that science and technology have overlooked.

Click here  And we'll begin a wonderful Journey along the web, an introspect into the Great Web of Life.