As if I have to post something here in order to be patent and manifest...

As if I have to comment around here in order to approach ubiquity...

Ha.

Don't you understand?  I am now in the underfabric of it all.  I am part of the 'Sign In' button you click when you log in.  I am part of the 'Save Changes' button you hover over as you ponder submitting a blog.  Every eprop issued is carried partly along through my vascular system.  Every  posted in graphic form correlates with a thump of my heart.  I am here.  Everywhere.  I am panxangic.

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Buddha appeared to me the other day in majestic apparitonal form and informed me that, upon my next incarnation, I would be, first, an instantial Boddhisattva and then, by middle age, a full Buddha, the very Buddha, too.

"No thanks," I replied to his luminous revelations.

"No thanks?" said he.  "What's wrong?"

I observed the obvious: "Sir, you simply are not worthy."