My Thoughts VIII: On Numbers
Note: I am not sure when I wrote the following but it must have been within the last year or so (maybe) because I mentioned another writer from Hub-pages whom I have known for about that time ... lol I am very bad with numbers and now that I look at this piece of writing, I think it was intended to be a blog which I never posted. Again just some thoughts written at some point:
"I don’t understand numbers much. I read about other people writing on Hub-pages and how they get hundreds or even thousands of views per day; my mind does not fully comprehend that. It gets stuck in the numbers like it was some yoga move in which it remained paralyzed.
Of course, I cannot understand hundreds of views per day … not from my viewpoint. If I get twenty views in a day, I’m doing the Macarena around the room:
“Ohh, ya! Twenty views. See, that!? That’s twenty people that read what I wrote! No wait, fuck … I clicked on it at least five times or so myself … so, who cares: I still got at least fifteen views, or thirteen – better than nothing.” Ego’s flying!
It’s a bloody struggle to look at the numbers. “Why am I even looking at the numbers” … that is always the question if I catch myself looking at Hub-pages numbers. “Do I care? Does it even make a difference?”
No it does not make a difference. I have not changed anything regarding my attitude towards writing since I have joined Hub-pages, almost two years ago: remain honest. Perhaps the only thing that I like to change is my ability to get my point across. I have been too vague at least a few times in what I was saying and I have had unhappy people. Not even Mr. Happy can keep everyone happy.
Who said I was trying to keep people happy … I am not. I try at times to make people happy, that is true but to keep someone happy – that sounds like a trance, I am no longer into trance although I do listen to it once in a while still. I am thinking of DJ Tiesto here.
Maybe that is why I don’t like numbers: they mean nothing to me. You add one to another one, all of a sudden you have two: from plural to singular. Why? Because two looks like one or one on top of one: either way it’s one but there were two: one plus one. Numbers morph … I don’t trust them; not after the way I see them change around.
I really have nothing to say and at this point I can blame this one on Kallini. Numbers … forty two ... (http://hubpages.com/profile/kallini2010)"
The link from above no longer works so here's the new one: http://kallini2010.hubpages.com/. I encourage people to try some of Kallini's writing. It is rather refreshing to say the least. Cheers!
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