Evolved
It's inexplicable why I haven't been updating LJ. I just stopped one day in 2007. What started out as a planned hiatus became a permanent deconstruction of my blogging lifestyle, as procrastination led to more procrastination, to the point where it became unnecessary and ridiculous to post anything anymore.
It's as if gradually I decided that my attention seeking phase is over. Or perhaps I now seek attention elsewhere. Like FB.
But after a while, I, too, have abandoned FB. I no longer add or accept friend requests. It's sad. There are like hundreds of friend and stranger requests but I am too lazy to even click the delete button. And while I do logon occasionally to view friend updates and play a game or two, I hardly ever interact. I feel like I'm living in isolation, devoid of communication, in a world of friends I barely know. Solitary and distant, yet pretty comfortable where I am.
I think I now belong to the cloud of anonymity and virtual non-existence that makes up 99.99% of Internet users. Amid the clutter of celebrity bloggers, vloggers and youtube stars, I have become a nameless, faceless netizen pandering to the ego of others.
I used to snap and post pictures so often in the past with my trusty camera. Food on the table seemed so bloggable. Night-outs with friends were never complete without photo uploads. And comments, oh, those comments, they swelled my ego. But these days, I derive more pleasure looking at other people's pictures and videos. I guess that's what happens when you progress through the Internet years, wrinkling and aging with the aeons as new faces, places and technocrazes sprout.
And then when you find yourself being slammed with new terms like "PWNED" and "OWNED" when you really only know "WTF" and "OMFG", you know it's time for you to take the back-seat and spend your remaining years in cyber retirement.
Such is the evolution of life on the Internet. Everyone eventually becomes a voyeur when you lose all ability to amaze, attract and assail. And that's when you find yourself e-jaculating to the stars of tomorrow.
It's as if gradually I decided that my attention seeking phase is over. Or perhaps I now seek attention elsewhere. Like FB.
But after a while, I, too, have abandoned FB. I no longer add or accept friend requests. It's sad. There are like hundreds of friend and stranger requests but I am too lazy to even click the delete button. And while I do logon occasionally to view friend updates and play a game or two, I hardly ever interact. I feel like I'm living in isolation, devoid of communication, in a world of friends I barely know. Solitary and distant, yet pretty comfortable where I am.
I think I now belong to the cloud of anonymity and virtual non-existence that makes up 99.99% of Internet users. Amid the clutter of celebrity bloggers, vloggers and youtube stars, I have become a nameless, faceless netizen pandering to the ego of others.
I used to snap and post pictures so often in the past with my trusty camera. Food on the table seemed so bloggable. Night-outs with friends were never complete without photo uploads. And comments, oh, those comments, they swelled my ego. But these days, I derive more pleasure looking at other people's pictures and videos. I guess that's what happens when you progress through the Internet years, wrinkling and aging with the aeons as new faces, places and technocrazes sprout.
And then when you find yourself being slammed with new terms like "PWNED" and "OWNED" when you really only know "WTF" and "OMFG", you know it's time for you to take the back-seat and spend your remaining years in cyber retirement.
Such is the evolution of life on the Internet. Everyone eventually becomes a voyeur when you lose all ability to amaze, attract and assail. And that's when you find yourself e-jaculating to the stars of tomorrow.