Sunday, 16 April 2017

Rebel.

Dear World,

Everybody on social media these days is shining.

Dazzling.

They are fierce.

They are fighters.

Witty.

Funny.

Charming.

Brilliant.

Arguing.

They are snappy.

Having fun. Lots of fun. With glasses of intoxicants. Lots of glasses in two hands.

Women paint their faces and pout. Duck-mouth pout.

They check for likes.

People have a platform.

And projects.

And even those who are at home doing nothing, they ooze.

Oooze.

Oooooze.

Smart-ass-ness.

Look-at-me-I'm-clever-ness.

Apparently, if you ain't all of the above, you're conservative.

Today, I am rebelling.

I want to do nothing-nothing.

But think.

And watch the dry green grass shake a little in the hot sea breeze.

And think

and

think

and think

and go

against the grain

of all the wisdom that says that on social media, you must be clever, smart, funny, Etc.

And I want to jot down the "thinks" in my note-book.

I am rebelling.

10 comments:

  1. Blogging is as close as I get to social media.
    And I have a very soft spot for rebels. Particularly thinking rebels, who revel in nature.

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    1. Child, I don't think of blogging as social media. I don't know why. It feels more personal. And not so rushed. When I blog, or read blog, I feel happy for days.

      Is thinking a form of rebelling now?

      Has it always been this way?

      More thoughts on thinking another time :-)

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  2. Join the club! I am a bit of a hermit now and tend to think a lot, probably too much. I think of friends who suddenly disappear out of my social circle because I ribbed them a little so they "unfriend" me instead of ribbing me back, and we have a laugh.

    I used to keep journals/notebooks to jot down my thoughts until one day a "friend" picked one up and read it when I was out of the room.Now he says I'm a crank and a nutcase! I don't even have a TV or a radio. I watch and listen to what I want to watch on the Internet. Like you I sit and watch the world go by from the top of a hill nearby; the motorway, clogging up with slow moving traffic 24/7, the people rushing around trying to fit everything into one day, stabbing away on their smartphones whilst almost running.

    I think the world has gone mad!

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    1. I think the world's always been mad, Keith.

      But wow...just wow...that someone would read another person's diary? I've packed my mother's diary, my sister's diary, and wasn't even tempted to peek inside.

      I'm not a hermit-type hermit. I love being around people. But social media [as in 'those other places'] can make a soul feel like it's being pulled down.

      That's when I tiptoe away from it.

      As I was saying to Child in the comment above, blogging doesn't feel like social media at all.

      I love being outdoors and exploring too. Yay.

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  3. I think social media has its place. To me things like FB are much like walking down the road and waving at people I know, or quickly checking in on someone to see if they're OK. Blogging, on the other hand, is more like meeting up with a special friend for lunch, where the conversation goes much deeper.

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    1. Kim!!! Brilliant. Absolutely brilliant. This has helped me to put it into perspective. Trust you to be able to find the right words. Bless you and thank you for sharing this!

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    1. George, I'm reading Kim's comment and it has helped me to put everything into perspective. Read it and see what I mean.

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  5. Good on you Neena. I must admit recently I have been sickened by the way politics in Britain makes such monsters of people. The spume and venom that has been - and still is - circulating on FB by people one had thought were reasonable human beings is frightening. When one sees someone like Simone Williams - a black nurse who selflessly ran towards the burning building to help and sees the goodness radiating from her face one knows there is still hope.

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    1. Pat, what I don't understand is this...how is fighting about politicians going to help us?

      I see people from my country behave hOrribly on fb too. As we say in Guyana, I don't pick me teeth. I don't say one word. It makes no sense.

      What I do to cope is call up my gal-pal who has the same political views like me and we talk and talk and talk it out, we laugh, me make jokes, we solve the worlds problems. So I don't need to tell anyone else anything. Try it. It works.

      I think there will always be good people.

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