The rest of my existence shall be like how it was before the internet became such a thing
Ideally in 2004, but with some aid from the internet, but not so much the interactivity of it.
In 72 hours this shall become the reality.
In November 2010 i started using the internet first on Mubi a film enthusiast site, i lasted one month before i felt i humiliated myself enough.
Then was the halcyon days of Answerbag, i even then grappled unsuccessfully with leaving, my battered copy of Human, All Too Human was marked up heavily with all that at that time. I was too involved and felt disconcertedly numb to reality. There i take gladly in memory 3 people, one a semi famous ex-rock n' roller, an intellectual, and a great friend.
Answerbag saw a demise and from it's ashes came Answermug, and side by side with this was EP, and we all here can attest to how that went.
Strange experiences but mild, controversy, secret cultic pacts, secret meanings, masks, pretend shows, it all dramaturgically dried up for my mental perusal before using SW for much.
For 12 odd years, spent grappling with interactivity, what i had been so benignly oblivious to beforehand. No disrespect intended to anyone, but the way things operate and happen, how i appropriate data was messed up by interactivity. I still and never was able to normalize it.
I could endlessly try to express things, and i shall but in the google documents, and perhaps in goodreads reviews and youtube comments. For specialized queries i am finding Quora ain't half so bad as i previously opined. There's no heart there as there is here, by giving up on SW i am saying it is the end for me to have an emotional connection to others online.
For the very few i have established a connection with of recent times, know that i am always "there" for you, if not here then in email or in perpetual unchanging spirit.
There is nothing else to ponder out loud than the following ergo
Learning takes centre stage - enough talking about what i'm reading, this shall be the last time, but it means the world to me, to express the essence of this drive was in the end a failure, but it is the kind of expression only a few years down the road would make possible, and i am impatient for the real actual journey to commence. And i have proven time and time again that such a journey cannot be done while also partaking in a communal setting like a regular homosapien can do.
Love to all, hoping for lives to some how improve, get better, for lives already good to continue so, and that people can share and spread the love of life and pursuit of good and pleasurable things to others on and on as things ought to be.
The times that are worsening with time doesn't mean on an individual level has to worsen also. It is like the environment, it's dark and imposing, and people are like the stars, shining regardless. A scientist i saw a few weeks ago clarified a misconception that a lot of the "stars" we see in the night sky are actually planets. But even better than for an illustrations, we are planets, not just islands or metropolises.
☮️
In 72 hours this shall become the reality.
In November 2010 i started using the internet first on Mubi a film enthusiast site, i lasted one month before i felt i humiliated myself enough.
Then was the halcyon days of Answerbag, i even then grappled unsuccessfully with leaving, my battered copy of Human, All Too Human was marked up heavily with all that at that time. I was too involved and felt disconcertedly numb to reality. There i take gladly in memory 3 people, one a semi famous ex-rock n' roller, an intellectual, and a great friend.
Answerbag saw a demise and from it's ashes came Answermug, and side by side with this was EP, and we all here can attest to how that went.
Strange experiences but mild, controversy, secret cultic pacts, secret meanings, masks, pretend shows, it all dramaturgically dried up for my mental perusal before using SW for much.
For 12 odd years, spent grappling with interactivity, what i had been so benignly oblivious to beforehand. No disrespect intended to anyone, but the way things operate and happen, how i appropriate data was messed up by interactivity. I still and never was able to normalize it.
I could endlessly try to express things, and i shall but in the google documents, and perhaps in goodreads reviews and youtube comments. For specialized queries i am finding Quora ain't half so bad as i previously opined. There's no heart there as there is here, by giving up on SW i am saying it is the end for me to have an emotional connection to others online.
For the very few i have established a connection with of recent times, know that i am always "there" for you, if not here then in email or in perpetual unchanging spirit.
There is nothing else to ponder out loud than the following ergo
Learning takes centre stage - enough talking about what i'm reading, this shall be the last time, but it means the world to me, to express the essence of this drive was in the end a failure, but it is the kind of expression only a few years down the road would make possible, and i am impatient for the real actual journey to commence. And i have proven time and time again that such a journey cannot be done while also partaking in a communal setting like a regular homosapien can do.
Love to all, hoping for lives to some how improve, get better, for lives already good to continue so, and that people can share and spread the love of life and pursuit of good and pleasurable things to others on and on as things ought to be.
The times that are worsening with time doesn't mean on an individual level has to worsen also. It is like the environment, it's dark and imposing, and people are like the stars, shining regardless. A scientist i saw a few weeks ago clarified a misconception that a lot of the "stars" we see in the night sky are actually planets. But even better than for an illustrations, we are planets, not just islands or metropolises.
☮️
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