Who Needs Twitter?
Who needs Twitter when I can rant about stuff that the vast, nearly entire majority won't ever bother reading when I can do it on the comfort of my personal blog that nobody reads? I could probably write something really important on here and nobody would ever know. Why? Because I have most likely lost the fanbase I had. Namely 3-4 people. I can count on one hand the number of people I know have read it. Maybe two hands max. If not two hands, then certainly all appendages and it doesn't even matter if you want to throw in the token penis joke into the mix. As in an appendage. Forget it, I'm not funny.
But Twitter serves 99%+ of its user base, I'm sure as I've never even logged in to Twitter. I've visited the www.twitter.com website and that's all I've done besides hear Ellen Degeneres and other people talk about it. I know a lot more, even though it's not much, about facebook since my wife has an account. The thought of facebook likes me cringe. People seem to gravitate to the Internet to be heard by all. To have their mode of expression that goes unnoticed. For me, I like the seclusion. The ability to express myself freely knowing that I can be heard, but only if someone really, really wants to hear me. And it really has nothing to do with the listening end as it does the expressing end. I suppose I hope that if by chance someone has found this site. And wants to actually check it for updates. Then that makes me feel sedated. Otherwise, if they don't, I've wired it so it doesn't matter. Maybe it would. But it really doesn't. The fact that I'm getting out whatever I do need to get out is really all that matters. Call it therapy to the ether.
I mean honestly. Do people really think other people care what their Twits are? And I only recently found out they are called Twits. How incredibly juvenile is this thing? I suppose I'm getting old. And bitter. So I'm already retired. And I'm 31. But you know what, whatever. I'm honing in on what's important in my life. And I've discovered that the things that are most important to me barely exist. My children and my love for my children and my relationship with my children. That's what's very important to me. My love for my wife is also important and that currently exists. Aside from that, my love for friends I consider family and loving and good being towards others comes next. Whether or not I exercise these things is another question. And the shortcoming of which is what's described as sin that pulls me away from it. But I recognize this love as what's important in my life. And stillness brings together. Stillness and harmony. Most of this Internet stuff I see as a hypocritical medium. It's a way to be with everyone at every moment when in fact you're with nobody but yourself in each moment you Tweet.
Cheers to Living and Loving Titanic Mistake.