I am about to string a lot of concepts together and I hope I keep the dots connected tightly enough not to lose you.

Guess the best place to start is with a visual: Picture plastic debris and other flotsam floating like islands in the Pacific and Atlantic Oceans. Shaped and held in place by the ocean’s currents, these islands are not solid but more like soup. It is estimated that 100 million tons of flotsam is in the Pacific alone, but this is not about the flotsam. This is just a mental reference for where I am going. Oh yes, I must mention that winds and storms- and even schools of fish alter the currents and bits and pieces of this soup end up on our shores.

So much gets lost in cyberspace. I imagine cyberspace is all filled up with everything from books and manifestos, to letters, emails, and lots of fragments; everything from word strings to numbers and single letters. Imagine that every time you hit ‘delete’ or make a correction another file or fragment of one is disposed of in cyberspace somewhere. Space has gravity and electrical currents; everything needed to form islands of flotsam out there too. Maybe nebulae are some type of ‘gas- the flotsam shaped by everything that is lost in cyberspace.

It all sounds utterly bizarre until you realize that the discovery of (or rather, the confirmation of the existence of) Higgs Boson in June of this year makes my theory not so wacky at all. Go Google Higgs Boson. I don’t know if I can reduce the theory to a few paragraphs, make sense of it and stay sane at the same time, but suffice it to say that it is sometimes called the “God Particle”. Splitting atoms in accelerators for decades paid off. It proved the existence of this elusive God particle. Here is another over-simplification to move my theory along. Higgs Boson proves that something can be created from nothing- that energy can be transformed into mass. If that is true, then every time you hit the delete button or lose something in cyberspace, it becomes part of the ‘soup’ of the universe. I also know from some of the errors that appear from seemingly nowhere to "F" up our PCs, and from some of the weird emails we get that the currents wash some this trash up on our PCs just like the oceans wash trash up on the shores. Now do you understand why I started this whole thing out with a mental image of flotsam soup?

By the way—I don’t have my head up my ass; just my tongue in my cheek.