Social networks are
changing the way we communicate with the world.
They are transforming how we connect with others and how we represent
ourselves to the public. This blog is
an example. I know personally a dozen people
who read it; however this blog has approximately three dozen weekly readers in
total.
If you subscribe to
Sacred Contracts, I’m sure that you can identify my twelve primary archetypes. If you do not, then I don’t have much to add
other than this: These blogs are me. For
those who do not know me in person, these blogs are as personal as it gets. If you don’t like what I write, then you won’t
want to spend any one-on-one time with me.
If you believe what I am sharing would warrant me an invite for kaffee und
kuchen, then we are on the same page. For
me blogging is about personal growth, and sharing my lessons/thoughts with
whomever drifts this way.
Internet-based
networking has changed how we write our stories. We are the heroine, the artist, the
storyteller, the warrior, the mystic, and the increasingly popular, victim. You see the profiles. The sock puppet accounts, the single ‘couples’
accounts, the love-me-for my-big-cock or big-titties accounts, the “I’m so
misunderstood” accounts.
We see the empty
profiles with a question mark for the personal icon, no groups, no wall posts,
no events, maybe a handful of “friends”.
My thoughts: Cheater or a second
profile so someone can write about their real thoughts on a discussion
board. We see the individual account that
has an introduction of “we are a couple”.
My thoughts: Trouble in paradise or
there are serious trust issues present.
Every so often someone writes a journal entry about the small-minded
people are who only show a picture of their huge cock or udder-ly enormous
breasts on their profile. I do not think small-minded. I think, “Nice. Me like. I wonder how many people without
ethics or ‘moral purpose’ are hitting on them right now?” Boys and girls, this is a public service announcement: Transparent insecurity is an aphrodisiac to predators.
Then we see the profiles
that have one or two lengthy paragraphs about how they, the profile owners, need to explain
themselves. They are just simple folk
who are misunderstood by a few in the community. And if you, the reader, ever talk to those
rouge few, they just have to put the whole story out there, to explain all the
rumors and false information you, the reader, may hear. My thoughts: Drama-rama is part of their makeup. And they must be pretty full of themselves to
think I give two farts about the sliver of a chance I may run into these rouge
few who have something unpleasant to say about them. The profiles I really
appreciate are those who say this-is-who-I-am without all the trappings and
bullshit.
For the longest time I did not
have a ‘real’ profile. I called it a
'shell'. Then I added two links:
one to Twitter and one to this blog. It
has only been in the past few months I added the ‘petition for service’ part of
my about me section. Overall I have not
changed my stance about how I want to connect with people: meet me at a munch
or an event. I give you glimpses of my
thought processes via this blog.
However, if you really want to get to know the genuine article, you need
to do it face to face. No matter how
many times I post to this blog or I modify my 'about me' section, you will never
get to truly experience Me using an internet-based social network.
