I hate blogs. Seriously.
Everytime I see one or have considered doing one I feel a slight nausea to think that I (or anybody for that matter) should deem their own words and opinions to be of sufficient gravitas to be broadcast to the big wide world. Often intimate words, often indiscriminately pointless, self agrandising, self-depracting, all destined to be meh'ed at by the masses.
Another reason I dislike blogs is because of the fact that they only exist in the ether. You can not touch them, when you die nobody will find these in your attic and if humanity were to cease right now no subsequent species would discover these words. They would find the server and use it as a coffee table. No doubt - more on this later.
So here I am. Entering fingers first into the treacherous cringe worthy world of 'blogging'.
My words dont matter. Your words dont matter. The moment we think they do is the moment we lose ourselves in the artifice of the world we have created. We are beasts who cannot survive without the organic, without chemicals.
No doubt this blog is going to be shit. I can in no way lay claims to having been a pioneer of blogging (gladly). In fact I view such claims akin claiming to be a pioneer of littering. I cant 'code', im not entirely 'web-savvy', 'web 2.0', or '*insert slightly cringemaking slogan*'. All I know is that I have seen a lot, done a lot and think a lot.
Hopefully this method of catharsis will work and we will all reach some ridiculous kind of electronic nirvana. Probably not though.
the end
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