I have had to start this chronicle 3 times already because of silly computer problems. Any thread of an idea of what I was going to write about has been clouded by the resulting frustration. I was going on an on about how the proverbial "Year 2000" is approaching and how I can't seem to get it off of my mind. I know it's not just me. Lots of people seem to be obsessed with it. That year somehow represents the future.

I remember being in 7th grade and thinking about how old I would be in the year 2000. I'll be 24. That's old! I thought so then. Now, I can't seem to slow time down enough. It just keeps going, and the future is coming closer step by step all the time. What I wonder is, what will it be like? Will all my problems be solved? Will everyone love one another, and everyone have enough to eat and somewhere warm to sleep. Not likely. Hmmm... will it be safe and easy to have promiscuous sex anytime I want, and do lots of drugs and just have a lot of fun? Not likely, either. Well. What good is the future if it doesn't come with remedies to the problems of today?

I guess it's not really an issue of how good the future is, though. The future is the definition of good, so everything is relative to it. Maybe that's part of the problem. We are always comparing what we have now with what we think we may be able to have in the future. That might explain why no one in my life ever seems to be able to be truly happy. Everyone always seems to want more than they have. That more might be a bit more money, or a bit more sex, or maybe just a bit more companionship. It might even be a bit more luck. Since now is not the fabled future, then there must still be something to want. Well, the future is approaching. It'll be here before I am ready for it. It'll be here before you are ready for it. We'll be well into the next millenium before we ever even stop to realize that nothing has changed.

I know that but why can't I get it off my mind? What if something fundamental is going to happen in that moment when the clock strikes midnight, and ushers out the century of the Industrial Revolution, and the millenium of the Black Plague forever? What if the sky opens up and reveals something to the human race that we were too stupid to notice before? What if? I'm nervous and excited about it. Just writing these words has my mind reeling with the possibilities. I have no proof that anything will happen at all. It's not like it hasn't happened before. It has happened lots of times before. There was time before Christianity and before time officially started. The earth is a lot more than 2000 years old. Nothing major has happened before, right?

I am going to try to figure out what might happen, and what might cause that something to happen. I will rule nothing out, be it spritual, psychological, economical, or whatever. I will try to explore every possibly nook and cranny of my mind and my ideas and feelings about the millenial crossover. Time is short, however. I may not make it. I will share these feelings with you every 1000 words. Each section of 1000 words will be one chronicle. This is the first. I am trying to figure out exactly what my purpose and point might be. Do I expect to unveil some deep-rooted societal neurosis? Do I expect to find proof that common predictions concerning the year 2000 are true? Do I expect to really make much of a point at all? No, no, no. I'm just going to write whatever comes to my mind, and let you all read it. Maybe, something interesting will come out of it.

First, you should all get to know me a little. I'm a boy. I use a computer to do just about everything. I have enough money to consider buying very expensive things. I am out of college, but still very young. I have ideas that are disturbing to most people, yet I am still quite friendly.

I am not a christian. I don't believe that I am a buddhist. I have some beliefs. I adore the works of Kurt Vonnegut. He has been quite an inspiration. Recently, a friend sent me a recent quote about Mr. Vonnegut. Here it is:

Some basics. I believe that everything in the world that can be seen, felt, heard, tasted, smelt, or experienced in some other way by any other thing is only a small part of the single being that we tend to call God. I do not know if that being also crosses planets and is universal or not. I don't think it matters at this juncture. In that way, everything is god, and everything is not god. I tend to call this concept of god a more general term like energy or force or consciousness. I think that also makes it fit in better with other established philosophies. I see this energy as being the black and white in the yin-yang, and the fat in Buddha's belly, and the multi-armed woman seen in Hindu imagery. It is also what drives the forces of physics and makes things the way they are. I believe in science's assumption that things are a certain way. I also believe

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