I want my blog to die a natural death

I was picturing a slow wither and a decay staring from the corner which will eat up my blog. Or it can work its way from the blog skin down to the posts. Then the words kind of just disappear. Or better still disintegrate into bits or dots. But really, this is just crazy talk. My blog won't die a natural death. Either it will be put to sleep by me [deleted]. Or it will be left floating somewhere in cyberspace as another peice of abandoned junk. The cyber sea of collective junk just randomly floating about. They don't even have a material body, so we can't even call them floating. They just are there, unmanned. And tied not even to a single computer, it is just bits of information that exist; and anyone, anywhere can retrieve it on their computer. So it is nowhere and everywhere all at once. Thankfully, it doesn't have a mind of its own. (but I can't even be sure of that)

Anyone reading this who is not right now amazed, should consider the fact that information on the internet might(can) outlast any one of us. Information on the internet aren't even tied to the CPU, even if your com crash, it won't be wiped out. It can't technically die. And here I am wondering what kind of calamities might befall my blog. None. Even I have to worry about accidents. Speeding cars, flower pots from the 10th storey etc...This lucky thing that isn't even conscious of its existence will suffer no accidents. But this is really crazy talk, as of now at least.

If you think hard enough, or are crazy enough to believe what I am about to say, you might start thinking that the internet is a bit like God.
Omnipresent (whereever there is a computer)
Immortal (don't die nor decay)
Sees everything (if there is someone looking out from the screen, instead of the other way around)
Knows everything (now even bits of out daily lives in the form of blog can be uploaded)

But perhaps my analogy is stretching it a bit too far. After all we're still the boss aren't we? I can choose to execute this blog with just a click. But the potential is so great. If we can upload ourselves onto the internet, the possibilities are endless. What alchemists looked for in the elixir of life, perhaps could be found right here on the internet. The key to immortality is to become information. Van Gough still lives on because he translated himself into paintings which we perceive. (that is information) Shakespeare, Hitler, Newton, Einstein (list goes on) lived on because they became some form of information, one way or another that we pass on generations down.

I really should stop. That's enough crazy talk for today.