I've often stopped writing and thought "why am I writing?"
Why Blog? Is there a person on the other side anxiously waiting your words. Words that could be written by any of the 457,987 people that fit your general profile or share your minor observances. Why blog when there are countless people blogging more frequently, more powerfully, with a large captive audience reading their more refined writing. Then again why do any of us write.
Is this a type of escape or commitment to a vast non-functional community which holds itself captive while believing it is actually outreaching and performing.
Is this all a trick?
Is there a blogospheare brainwashing?
Are we just circling the scents of our own creation?
Spinning about in this great cyber expanse hoping to run into something life altering?
Do we believe we are activists when in reality we are drunk with our own pointless words?
I know not everyone writes to change but you write for someone or something or some cause. What if it is all non-existent or fake like the backdrop of a cheap theatrical play?
Will you still write? Even if it is to vent or recount your daily grind or talk to that imaginary friend about your day's favorite task?
What if this Blogospheare was put in place to keep us, the masses, in a stateless, powerless pattern of make believe? We think there is an effect when the effect is really our own paralysis.
This is to keep us all in an enormous cell of nothingness, no matter the weight or scope of the deed the effect on nothing is nothing.
What if this is actually keeping us from doing real work, or causing real change. It's like voting and saying "I didn't vote for that guy" yet that guy is in office.
Isn't everyone on Earth mad at something? Or wishes this or that would be different?
But then Sunday comes and we watch the game with our favorite drink and grilled meat in hand.
then I continue writing....
