10/12/2005

Bits and Pieces

Last night I'm strumming my guitar and I start to reflect on my day. It's a little promise I made to myself some time ago, to reflect, to ponder - what is and what was. Strange I know, but it helps me put things in perspective. Anyway, I'm sitting there thinking about the blogs I read that day. It's kind of strange this 'blogosphere' thing. There are all these people connected without ever laying eyes on each other. They interest me, these bloggers. I read their words and somehow I see a reflection rather than a revelation. Bits and pieces of their lives mock my own existence. I remember, I laugh, I contemplate...and I feel I know them. I think that thought in itself is strange because so many times in my life I've been reminded how little we really no anyone. Maybe it's because when we're faced with the physical presence of someone we immediately put on our 'pretend' masks in order to live up to who we think we are supposed to be. In blogosphere we can be whomever we want and most times we find it easiest to just be ourselves. The self that can talk about the pain of losing someone or the joy of falling in love. We can tell our readers how much we want to be loved or how being loved can be the scariest thing in the world. We complain and we vent, we laugh and sometimes we even cry, but every emotion we feel is ours completely and without regret. We can be the types of friends that everyone needs, the type that listens and offers advice but never scolds you when you don't take it. We can admit our wrongs and gloat on our triumphs. We can be real. When we log off our computer, we can go home or go to bed or walk down the street and feel - like someone out there cares about you for all the right reasons, because they saw a side of you and kept on reading. Sure you could pretend to be someone else, but eventually you would fail to keep an audience because we all know how incredibly difficult it is to be something you're not. In blogosphere we are what we are, people, with hopes and dreams and fears and insignificant bits of ourselves that may seem, well...insignificant. This place we come to visit, it's a place I look forward to coming every day; a concept rare in itself. So I'll write my life on these pages and I'll read your life on yours, and I'll be grateful that I got to know you.

10 Comments:

  1. NewYorkMoments said...
    I know for a fact that there are people in the blogosphere who continue to have popular blogs who portray a false blog personna. When you meet these people in person, you realize what liars/psychos they really are.
    WDKY said...
    I think that, over time, the real person can shine through and it really is possible for those connections to become quite tangible. And NYM is right, but not in all cases. I'm very perceptive, anyway.

    What I find fascinating is that we write in a way that leaves us exposed, warts and all (metaphoric warts, I hasten to add. No spungiform and no warts on me!) And it's just accepted, perhaps because it's also recognised as something we see when we look in the mirror ourselves.
    Networkchic said...
    I think there will always be those types of people that pretend to be something or someone else but I can tell you that the older I get, the sharper my skills are for detecting the bullsh*t. I agree with you WDKY that we do write in a way that leaves us exposed. It's almost like an experiment to see how much you can tell....before it's just too much information.
    NML said...
    I think that I have probably portrayed myself too well. People probably think I'm nuts, but I don't really care! I do think it's funny how i feel like I know this crowd of people even though I have never laid eyes on them. One of the things that I find particularly funny is that people can't help but fall into social groupings or gangs and this is just as true in the blogging community. I can always spot the dodgy bloggers and I was only talking about it with NYM a couple of days ago. Good post!
    WDKY said...
    "Dodgy bloggers"? ROFLMAO!
    sirreene said...
    ah, I enjoy reading you all day, it certainly eases the pain of the work day but I am REALLY looking forward to packing my bags and GETTING away from the computer!
    ThreeCharlie said...
    Saw you stopped by my blog and I thought I'd return the favor in kind. You touched on a lot of significant points about the blogging community. I find that I like to read my friends blogs to see what they've been doing since the last time we saw each other. Some of my friends and I like to use our blogs as a means of staying in touch with each other because of how difficult it is to get together. Then there are some that are just fantastic to read whether it be for how intimate and personal it is or how well written and engrossing it is.
    check said...
    that was so well written...and so true...iv been reading wdky, nym, and your blog since a while..and strangely, it actually does feel like iv gotten to know ul a little bit..the funny, serious, sad and happy parts of you'll which ul put out here for the world to read..could be cathartic i think..hmm makes me think of startin a blog myself...but i guess im too lazy for that..but well done you! you do have a way with words..
    Networkchic said...
    You should start a blog...you'd be amazed at what you learn about yourself. Glad you visit...
    k said...
    Great post! You know, when I can't sleep at night and do my "pray til you sleep" routine - thanking god for all the blessings in my life... lately I've included my little blogosphere in that. Realizing that I'm not the only one who's fumbling around in my own life sometimes and that I'm not as "alone" as I sometimes feel is reassuring.

    My Ma once said that she liked writing letters more than actually conversing with someone -- because it meant that someone had to read the letter --sort of the "you listen, I'll talk" with no interruptions, facial expressions or input to change your position in the middle of a conversation. Blogging's sorta like that for me. Alone? I'm never alone as long as I have "all you all"... and yeah, I do feel blessed :)

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