So there are so many ways to spread word about personal beliefs and stories these days, and instantly. Maybe to share with friends/family/fans, but no doubt for attention. But really, does the average person need attention more than they need to share their story? It's kind of all wrapped in one phenomenon that is either appealing or not.
"Here's the newest member of our family." "My dad has cancer." "Please send good vibes and prayers for my friend." "I'm moving away, don't know the future, but for my art, it's a must. I can swim, but how long can I float. There's a beginning and ending, but it's the middle where I need to find myself. I have my art, supplies, and one bag." "I'm sick. How much phlegm can come out of me? Any good remedies?"
How real is any of this? It raises the question of importance and genuineness when personal life is displayed so brazenly. I can see some of these people in "real" life and we never discuss their "internet" life. Is that because it's already been played out? What is "real" anyway? Is it because the internet is more real than "real" life?
Well, if we can't talk about the things you post on the internet while we stand in front of each other, I dismiss it when I see it online. I was on for 3 minutes yesterday, and that was 2 minutes too long. It's like there's a shame to talking about what you posted on the internet yet so bravely did. Furthermore, if you can't do any of the things you overtly display when you are all alone, I just can't see it as having any true palpable existence. I can't connect.