I have been a deep lurker of the Internet for over a decade and have not written a single word. I’m not sure that matters really in the grand scheme of things. I guess largely it depends on one’s ultimate purpose or the collective purpose of humanity. Perhaps it matters in some way. Perhaps it doesn’t.
It seems to me the world is filled largely with noise; people shouting over the tops of others simply in some way to be heard or pertinent. Humanity seems as if it is largely a hive of unnecessary and highly disorganized meme and thought hashing coupled with a largely disorganized movement of goods, resources, and people from points A to B to C.
My thoughts have a tendency to be highly fragmented and parallelized within a multiplicity of various subject areas at any given point in time. I may or may not be hard to follow. If I am its because I’m pulling or extracting data from many resources that you may or may not have read and therefore may have difficulty in following along. I do not guarantee however that my thoughts provide any unique or profound insights, but they are here to peruse.
I have not watched TV in at least three years and the Internet, if it weren’t for work, may end up on the shelf as well; perhaps I will attempt to limit my access.
I’ve read the vast majority of the Internet. That may sound preposterous… but really I have. It leaves me with a sort of a sick feeling. The kind of feeling one might have after having eaten three double quarter pounders followed by an extra large iced coffee with loads of cream and sugar.