I couldn’t decide whether to tell you about the guy who called me just another Shlomo and how I told him I don’t fear keyboard warriors who haven’t the balls to say things in person or ignore it.
Not sure that my new friend will come looking for me here, but I keep eyes in multiple places and SQ will tell you I am good at following digital footprints when I wish or need to.
It is important for these new friends to understand they hold no power over us.
Anyhoo, I have been thinking again about the posts no one reads and those they do because it is good to take a moment to think about whether you are making an impact with your words.
And if you are not you ought to ask the hard questions and determine if it is because you aren’t connecting or if people run away from that which they don’t want to deal or are bored by.
So here I am hammering away at the various questions and ideas that stick in the space between my ears.
Sometimes I mix things up and do things differently to see how that plays out. There are technical terms I could use but I tend not to use the scientific methods marketers use to protect their budgets.
I go with what interests me and feels good because that is what has kept me going for 20 years of this.
Probably should have written a post about 20 years of blogging but I got distracted by life. Got irritated by certain things, annoyed by others and dumbfounded by a different third.
I think it is also connected by some of these other changes and the physical component. I think it is because I have made an effort to reach out to some and been ignored.
It has me asking why I pound my head against the wall because even when you excel at tearing them down some stay up.
And even those that can be pulled over present questions about whether you ought to try or just leave things alone.
I Believe In This Quote
It is one that makes sense to me on multiple levels and I try hard to follow it along with other pieces of advice that my pal Mr. Emerson dished out around 150 years ago.
Some truths about people are eternal and not quite as ephemeral as others suggest.
I have been thinking again about two of my uncles. Both were gay men.
They were born in the early and mid twentieth century and I have wondered what that experience was like for them.
I know bits and pieces and have had some conversations but a 55 year old man asks different questions than he did at 30.
They are both gone and have been long enough that even the echoes can’t answer what I would ask in more than educated guesses.
I would have been curious to spend more time talking about their hopes and dreams and whether life dashed that because of things outside of their control.
I would have been curious to ask their impression of certain family members and get their insight on some people. Can’t say how much they could have shared or been willing to and that is ok.
Even among siblings there can be big differences in our memories and experiences. Some of that is age as I know there are my things my younger sisters were too young to remember and those they weren’t even around for.
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This particular moment in time has me thinking about Icarus and his father. It has me questioning everything and accepting nothing.
It has me operating more than ever off of gut and wondering if that is smart or foolish.
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Do people read that which doesn’t resonate with them?
The answer is most do not and especially not during a time such as we live in where there is more content than we can consume.
But one keeps going regardless because the road is long and the journey beckons.
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