Just A Little Side Rant...

Just a little side rant...

When you say something of no interest to me and I say "I don't care" you need to truly understand something - I don't hate you, I'm not mad at you, I'm not even annoyed and I'm really not too much of a bitch. Straight up? Sure. Unnecessarily rude and disrespectful i.e bitch? Never. I just lack interest in your statement. Really? Did I need to know that stupid piece of information? I don't care who you're hating on at this very moment. I don't care if she talks shit about you. Yeah, it sucks but seriously? I'm not one of those girls that need my morning cup of drama to get the day started. I just believe that stupid people are involved in the lives of others to the point where they become a topic in conversation. (subhumans discuss celebrities but I'll save that for another day)

So take no offense. Trust me, you would know when I started to dislike you.

You never know what you have until you lose it.

I always knew what I had, I just never thought I'd lose it.

-N

Just a thanks to those who read and or care

Whenever my conscious thoughts manifested into spoken words I was always met with "why are you thinking that?" or "you read into things too much". These were accessorized with a polite yet forced smile or an inquisitive brow. So, thank you to those who read for never making me feel like it's wrong or stupid to think this way or to express them in the only way I understand them. 

They say you never know what you have till you lose it You promise your girl something you better do it You can't tell a woman you love her are you stupid Words don't express your love you got to prove it

Joe (Where You At)

Privacy

So I've been thinking about this for quite some time. It's not some prose wrapped in metaphor, no nothing like that.

It always struck me as a bit, well for lack of a better term, retarded that many people have complained about the lack of privacy in the internet age. It's an idiotic notion of epidemic proportions that has swept the nation. Really? Are you really that concerned about your privacy. GTFO. Seriously. Get off Facebook. Get off Myspace (is that even used still?). Get off Twitter. You're angry over your privacy issues and yet you allow 130+ people to know what you're doing at any given moment, where you were last night, what you did, who you were with and what you looked like. You brought it on yourself if your privacy was infiltrated. I'm not sure many people really understand the idea of a social network but it's an interconnected system of people.  You can't choose if these people willingly share the information you just shared with them. Free will, dumbass. Admit it. You want to share with people. It's actually really frightening. In our society we hide ourselves under this cloak of presumed anonymity and yet we place ourselves right on center stage. Society doesn't shy away from the lack of privacy, it embraces it. We've done a complete 180 from the Orwellian yearning for privacy. We no longer hide from Big Brother. We invite him into our homes and have him watch our lives whether he wants to or not. He's not a spy, he's the audience. You think you look particularly nice in that photoshopped picture? You post it because you want feedback. Your Facebook status is something witty so you can have your audience believe you're funny. You post a profound quote or saying and have others think you are some wise intellectual. In this day and age everybody is the drunk partygoer who obnoxiously laughs uncontrollably and attracts attention to themselves and yet hates the reputation they just earned themselves. You want privacy? Simple. Get the fuck off social networking sites. Stop posting things about yourself. Maybe your boss wouldn't know so much about your life if you didn't have it documented every 8 seconds. You don't need to have a detailed profile or some evidence of your existence on the internet in order to use it. But why am I saying this? You already know it. You know the risks you've undertaken when you placed yourself in a vulnerable position and if you didn't then you are really too stupid to be on the internet. You don't want privacy. You want others to know you. You want to bear your soul to those in your network whether they are close to you or not. You want some sort of recognition for the person you think you are. If it so happens that who you make yourself out to be on the internet becomes widespread then that's on you not privacy settings.

You are my silver lining

Do you remember the days we left earth? How easy it was to escape the margins of reality? We drifted from expectations and obligation. It was just us, hand in hand, soaring above all others destined to make it to the star and spend the day resting on clouds. Our imagination propelled us through experiences surpassing the existence of time.

Time then crept up, like the rising of the morning sun over the unsuspecting horizon. Each passing second became a morsel bogging down our airy lifestyle until the years bound us to reality. Our wings were clipped and no longer could we soar. Instead we drifted. You to your destination and me to mine. However, all I need is a brief glimpse at the sky to remind me of the castle we had built upon the clouds on the days we left earth.