Today marks the climax and end of one of the greatest television shows, events and tales...LOST. Whether much of the mysterious details that have arisen since the shows inception have been just improvised flurry, by the shows writers, or intricate cogs in the mechanized finale remain to be seen, but regardless LOST has been an amazement. There has never been anything like the mystery novel turned television and there never will be another. The last six plus years have been the LOST era. The many deep characters, the many pasts, presents and futures, the many allusions to life and philosophy (if you did not know the name of the dead John Locke (Locke was a philosopher) that was hidden and revealed as Jeremy Bentham, was the same as the philosoph who invented the Panoptical eye) and the overwhelming struggles of Love (from father to son, mother to daughter, husband to wife, shipwrecked button pusher to unachievable Penny). Life was depicted in all of its ugliness, beauty and gray areas (to compliment the black and white normally depicted unrealistically). My vote is for Desmond: may he retain Penny and his child, and may love win out over all. Though I will admit that I secretly hope the good Locke will come back from the dead to kick the Evil-body Locke's ass. Eleven hours to go. I'm not pushing the button.
I have turned the tide and started on my journey. Words and Worlds hang in the balance and I am writing it all down before the RJ Tower! Read about my newest novel on CyberwarSeries.com