Lord Chair
Smash Master
Link to original post: [drupal=3751]Because everything you say is reiteration[/drupal]
It's interesting to note how much an essay ends up being a whole lot of statements which no longer actually manage to intrigue yourself. While writing down whatever you're writing down, you no longer feel like writing it down because you think faster than you write. By the time you're halfway, writing down that what at first seemed like remarkable insights are already decrepit and void ideas no longer worth noting.
Whatever an essay ends up being, it no longer manages to please you in the sense that it seems like something worthwhile. It's just a boring heap of trash, no longer doing anything more than existing. Statement after statement after statement, if you were to read it yourself all you would do is nod and consider it 5 minutes mediocrely spent.
"It's a fine thing knowing there's things written down I don't mentally have to facepalm to."
Yet, every time you do facepalm about something, you're sincerely wishing for a decent read. No one is really going to give you any amazing insights, reading for the sake of finding those is rarely a rewarding thing to do. You'd wonder why you're reading as much as you are in the first place. Probably because writing down stuff has even less potential of being insightful and the craving for insights has to be satisfied somehow. Be it through reading.
You call it moral masochism, implying you enjoy it. You don't, you just wouldn't accept it to be any different. To you, it is only the way it is, you're fine with it. You don't have a real reason for it, you wouldn't know why you wouldn't make a difference if you were able to. You wouldn't know why you'd turn down an opportunity to help someone, because you know it's the only thing in life you'd really consider worthwhile.
It's not even like as if there's any reason to deny that by posting any piece of written text you actually just want some recognition for it. Be it just recognition of those thoughts which you might otherwise have never really expressed. To be fair, it's not a wrong motivation to post something, posting random stuff isn't a bad thing per se. There's always a need of certain attention involved, because otherwise you wouldn't have a single reason to post anything, really. Posting something because writing down your thoughts helps processing them is a wrong way of reasoning, you've already written it down and posting it won't really do anything good in and by itself.
Obviously, if your motivation is to entertain people somehow by posting something that may or may not be considered worthwhile, the whole aspect of attention is still present for without attention, there's no entertainment. Posting something in order to get feedback which may result in insights is not a bad idea really, it takes no effort (considering you've already written it) and there's always the small chance a miracle happens and some random viewer notes something you didn't think of before. What are the odds.
It's interesting to note how much an essay ends up being a whole lot of statements which no longer actually manage to intrigue yourself. While writing down whatever you're writing down, you no longer feel like writing it down because you think faster than you write. By the time you're halfway, writing down that what at first seemed like remarkable insights are already decrepit and void ideas no longer worth noting.
Whatever an essay ends up being, it no longer manages to please you in the sense that it seems like something worthwhile. It's just a boring heap of trash, no longer doing anything more than existing. Statement after statement after statement, if you were to read it yourself all you would do is nod and consider it 5 minutes mediocrely spent.
"It's a fine thing knowing there's things written down I don't mentally have to facepalm to."
Yet, every time you do facepalm about something, you're sincerely wishing for a decent read. No one is really going to give you any amazing insights, reading for the sake of finding those is rarely a rewarding thing to do. You'd wonder why you're reading as much as you are in the first place. Probably because writing down stuff has even less potential of being insightful and the craving for insights has to be satisfied somehow. Be it through reading.
You call it moral masochism, implying you enjoy it. You don't, you just wouldn't accept it to be any different. To you, it is only the way it is, you're fine with it. You don't have a real reason for it, you wouldn't know why you wouldn't make a difference if you were able to. You wouldn't know why you'd turn down an opportunity to help someone, because you know it's the only thing in life you'd really consider worthwhile.
It's not even like as if there's any reason to deny that by posting any piece of written text you actually just want some recognition for it. Be it just recognition of those thoughts which you might otherwise have never really expressed. To be fair, it's not a wrong motivation to post something, posting random stuff isn't a bad thing per se. There's always a need of certain attention involved, because otherwise you wouldn't have a single reason to post anything, really. Posting something because writing down your thoughts helps processing them is a wrong way of reasoning, you've already written it down and posting it won't really do anything good in and by itself.
Obviously, if your motivation is to entertain people somehow by posting something that may or may not be considered worthwhile, the whole aspect of attention is still present for without attention, there's no entertainment. Posting something in order to get feedback which may result in insights is not a bad idea really, it takes no effort (considering you've already written it) and there's always the small chance a miracle happens and some random viewer notes something you didn't think of before. What are the odds.
(Oh and just so this isn't taken the wrong way, I wasn't refering to you, I was talking about how some people have responded to my blogs in the past.)