"Watch your thoughts; they become words. Watch your words; they become actions. Watch your actions; they become habits. Watch your habits; they become character. Watch your character; it becomes your destiny." -- unknown

Insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results - Albert Einstein

time and william shake-spear
2001-11-09 - 5:40 a.m.

on a curiously similiar note, i read an article today in the local paper that sparked some thinking. actaully, the article took me back to a show i saw a long time ago on a place called oak island ( http://www.activemind.com/Mysterious/Topics/OakIsland/ ). now, on this island there's supposedly a buried treasure and it's a fasinating story in it's own right. one of the theories is that francis beacon buried teasure there and that's the tie in with the story i read today.

you see there's quite a few people, mark twaine and sigmund freud to name to famous ones, who don't (or didn't if they are dead) believe that william shakespear wrote all those plays and sonnets. poppycock you say? how could anyone think something so clearly a fact? well just cause history says it's so, doesn't mean it is. it seems there's a whole heck of alot of 'evidence' that william shakespear didn't write any of them.

there's lots of things behind this line of reasoning and not the least of which is that the name on early/orginal titles is 'shake-spear' and yes that hyphen means something. i forget the actual name, but the 'god' of plays and theater back in those time had the nickname 'shake spear' or something along those lines. i wish i had brought the paper home i could outline this a whole lot better.

anyway, there's a fellow, not francis beacon, that a lot of poeple think actaully wrote the plays because the sonnets, which almost everyone agrees are autobiographical in nature, mirror his life...and have absolutly no semblance to the william you and i thought was the author.

why am i babbling about all this? i'm not to sure, but i'm sort of fasinated by how twisted and turned things can be by time. it seems to me that time is the root of all evil. think about it, if there was no time...there'd be no rush to do things. greed would hardly matter...you'd have forever to gather whatever you wanted and no real way to judge or compare how fast you did anything. if there was no time, life would be a whole lot more pleasant.