As some of you might know, I have long avoided having
anything more than a simple social media presence. I am completely ignorant of
all things Myspace, Bebo, Snapchat, and whatever other cyber forum the teenage
cognoscenti has recently anointed. I know the Hash tag sign is a crucial
element to communicating via Twitter, but have never personally tried it. More
importantly, I don't feel like I'm missing anything. My life doesn't feel
lesser for it. When I began these blogs all those years ago, I decided that
they were a perfectly adequate way of communicating my personal thoughts on a
large scale. Sure, they're a one-way communication, but I actually prefer that.
My thinking was, and still is, that this world of ours already sends too many
messages. Or perhaps consciousness, by its very nature, acquiesces to being
barraged. Either way, my self-preservation seemed to demand digital
inaccessibility. Or, to put it more simply, the only hater I can tolerate in my
head is already in my head.
That’s not 100% right, let’s be honest I’m a luddite, I still
prefer my food cooked on a cooker and not in a microwave, I still prefer a
house phone to a mobile one, I prefer vinyl to a CD. I suppose this makes me a
dinosaur a thing as a teenager me and my friends used to laugh at, do you want
a hand with that cassette? or whatever
was the techno wizardry of the day, it would appear that life moves on but we
as people do not (always).
I keep trying to pull myself up by my boot straps but it
would appear that I continue to fall at the first hurdle no matter how hard I try,
little things continue to trip me up, I don’t even have the common sense to go
around and make a detour, I feel that in my life I’m either a shrinking violet
(yes that’s right) or a bitter little man, both of which I don’t particularly
care much for, I do keep trying to be a better person, but how many more times
will I let my fingers continue to be beaten about the knuckles before I lose my
grip, my nature is that I’m not jealous of anything what you may have in your
life I wish you well with it, you have worked damn hard for what you have, but
it seems at every turn things just go wrong, if I fell into a barrel of nipples
I can guarantee I would come out sucking a thumb and probably won’t have been
mine! Go figure, I’m not a jealous person but I work damn hard just to pay off
my debts and my taxes, the junkies and scum have a better social life than us,
mind you I always seem to sabotage myself on that front as well, well ok the
wife helps from time to time (there’s that one rule for you and another for me)
this is starting to sound like a rant but it’s not I’m not (that much of ) a
thick person, but I just never seem to take the correct option, you know for a
fact if this was the matrix I would have taken the wrong pill!
Again I’m retreating from the sunlight that gives life and
shrinking into the dark that helps in the growth of self-doubt and all the
other things that don’t help, I know that this is yet another temporary setback
I have no intention of giving in I just need to know how to marshal my troops
just a little more efficiently, that’s down to me and I will keep on plodding
on, hopefully a little less darkness and a sprinkle of sunshine, the old
cunning plans need to be thrown out and new ones started, so today I shall try
and banish the clouds and step into the light, the rain has gone for the time
being (mind you I do love the rain) so there’s the blog or should I say the
blimp in the road not one of the best but certainly not the worst, the name
game is back in play (this one should be so easy even for Nils) I’m already
working on the next (hopefully happier) blog so keep spreading the disease (because
the numbers have been wonderfully consistent) and I will invade your minds
again soon, but until then Toodles!
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