My Thursday Rant
Just for the heck of it.
Not being in the best of form today, I sat down in front of the keyboard full of hope to write an inspirational piece of poetry. Instead, I have written dribble again. However, I like the dribble that I have written today, and feeling very proud of myself for getting the topic of internet relations off my chest, I am going for gold. Love it, or hate it, the internet is now a very fixed part of our lives, but are we really going in the right direction?
Can This Be Real?
The way forward, or maybe not?
“Stop, wait a moment, take a seat I want to talk.”
Granny scratched her fading golden hair, and looked quizzically in my direction.
“All this cyber nonsense, it is a good bit after my time. If the telephone was good enough for me, I can’t see why it isn’t good enough for you, too. All this rubbish you keep talking about, cyber space and that internet thingy,.....it just makes my blood boil. When I was a girl, it was just as easy to cycle to a friend’s house as be sat in front of a television screen all day, getting fatter, huh, whatever next. Fly to the moon? Oh yes, we already do that. If we had meant to fly, God would have given us wings.”
I smiled at my Grandma as she heaved a heavy sigh and rose from the table. How right she was; so much had changed since she was growing up. Nothing stays the same, everything was evolving, and my head was in a spin.
It was only two months ago that I first made a surprise contact. A very dear man, who quickly began to steal my heart, I had written a poem, and completely out of the blue, came a comment which has started to change my life, a lovely man from Washington DC had re-written my poem, completely changed my writing; but without losing any of the importance or impact that the poem was hoped to have. It was like receiving a bolt of lightning, how by simply changing a couple of lines around, the poem had far more quality. I was so amazed to receive such guidance, and was in awe of this man’s talent and generosity.
The internet had opened a new door. A door full of surprises and enchantment, and may I even say, a little bit of flirting too? I am not one to receive flattery very well. Or, I should say that before the internet gave life to my fingers and imagination, I didn’t receive flattery very well. Now all inhibitions a side, I began to like this new challenging world. The problem with challenges thou, is that they make you think. It is so easy to become transfixed with a fantasy world where a simple message can make your heart skip a beat. Or, a few words can make your heart race and wait in anticipation of more to come.
I have travelled down this internet line of romantic notions too many times now, and my Granny’s thoughts are finally reaching home. My friends say, “Enjoy it for what it is, go with the flow,” but I am afraid it is a case of guard your emotions or your brain, in this instance, will get fried.
Are we becoming a new race of people where our busy, hectic lifestyles, makes us chase light beams in the sky? Or are we too busy writing and enjoying a fantasy world to neglect the necessary things in life, such as touch and smell and the light you can see in someone’s eyes.
Of course, the internet has opened doors of opportunity the world wide. It has allowed us all, who enjoy writing to share our talent and thoughts with other people, who are like minded. It has shown me a way of perfecting my ability to write, for which I will be forever grateful, but it has also deceived me more times than enough.
This is just a thought, but have we really forgotten the attraction of the spoken word? I truly hope not, the idea of turning into a bookworm or even more, a cyber worm, frightens the britches off me.
Please leave me your thoughts; hopefully, this old brain of mine still has inkling to learn the old way. What about you?
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