Yes, I am gone. This is it, this is not a "come-back-in-a-week-month-year" goodbye. This is the end. The end, I suppose, has really actually already happened, but as the title of this journal suggests, I have some parting words.

First of all, everything on this page is going with the exception of the logs from the first Uncreativity Experiment. These will remain in the scraps should anyone wish to link to or use them for something. I would greatly appreciate it if no one attempted to start the Experiment a second time, however, as there is really nothing I can do to prevent someone from doing it, I would at least like to ask that those of you who might be thinking of running the Experiment again (you know who you are) do not run it under the original name, Uncreativity Experiment. The UE was my child, and despite the fact that it never lived past its first year, I still feel somewhat protective of it.

Also, I ask you to remember not to believe anything until you've read it or seen it or felt it or been it yourself. As many of you are "extreme" in the sense of the amount of time you might spend on this website, you hear a lot of people talk and this may or may not be something that influences your decisions on what to read or which poets to hate. I know from experience that it is very easy to let yourself be influenced by the opinions of those who you might see in a higher position than you are.

Finally, while it's really no business of mine, I'd still like to ask you to take a look at what you're doing here. If you're here to further your art, look around you and outside of this place. If you want a DD, forget about it, it's not worth it and does nothing for you as an artist. If you want recognition or you think this is a good place to gain a following, I say to you, come back to reality. There are many living, breathing people who don't feel the need to hide behind fake names and are not lacking inhibition control who are outside in the real world and waiting to see what you can do. Many times I've said that this is a place where art goes to waste itself. I still think that's true and will most likely remain true until the internet ceases to exist.

Goodbye and best wishes to all of you,

C. E. Frederick