Content creation, sharing content, maintaining strong social presence…on and on. Where’s the saturation point? Is the internet the next big siren song, calling us to the rocks and currents of total overwhelm, consuming consumers? I’d like to respond to myself and say “probably not, stop the stupid melodrama!” But. Guess what? It’s endless. There’s one more platform of great pinterest and we can all tumblr our ways to huge social dividends as we stroll down the empire avenue and turn around 5 hours later with total fanny fatigue.
Yes. Fanny. Fatigue. At some point there has to be the scheduled (or how wonderful, spontaneous!) stroll down the literal road out the front door/side door/back door listening to the birds sing, feeling the breezes whip away all that glowing box barf. Yes, barf. Those screens barf a particular energy that literally has to be washed away.
And I love the internet. But the birds have a hell of a lot more pizzazz and spirit than this humming vibe of social media madness. (This comes after I’ve made my rounds on the relevant platforms, shook the hands, liked the posts, sold some shares and commented on everything from great quotes, awesome art to the latest insight into pinterest.)
The threat, to my relentless mind, is one of losing authenticity in the endless grasp for maintaining presence and ranking and. What’s the point when the world we brush up against with skin and muscle, breath and bustle fades in the glow of virtual “advancement?”
Can you say balance? It must be maintained, sustained, perpetuated and worshipped. Like the sun I turn my face to now on a regularly scheduled basis lest the glowing gore of social media madness take me forever in her song…