So here's for making it up.
Is there a pun in there somewhere? Perhaps.
I have a personal blog myself and I post to it as often as almost never (i.e. here). It has become a neglected diary reminiscent of a leatherbound notebook of my 10 year old self - actually it was colourfully plastic but I'm trying to paint a cool word picture here, thanks honesty.
Anyway, I write stuff about goals, life lessons, movie/book reviews, etc. that I never seem to translate to real life. I have a fantastical desire for epic wins, but real life usually erodes my resolve.
I recently watched a TedTalk (awesome talks about cool diverse topics which you should all check out: http://www.ted.com/talks) that talked about games and how playing games makes us awesome and if we can translate world issues into games people will play them and gain great insights into how to resolve some of our most pressing issues. The link is on my Facebook. (I'll add this in a moment)
In any case, it got me thinking about my blogging (the very rare times that I do) and how everything I promise and say are so powerful for me at the moment of conception but never fails to fail in bringing action to fruition. If you know me well enough you would know that when I get all excited I tend to use as many words as possible to twist and turn and spin a simple sentence into a really long and unecessarily deep 3 dimensional web of words. I wouldn't even call it excited, more like full of myself and in delusion of I-don't-know-what.
Why is that, I wonder. I think I figured it out - see that delusion? - and it has to do with my voice. The voice in my head that gets really into things, that, over the internet, transposes onto every other voice I know and I don't know... in such a manner that I feel control over their actions and even more importantly my actions. That's a scary thought, it just shows that in real life I feel like I don't have much control over my actions because I feel like unnecessary things like emotions and circumstances and my general shyness and inability to TALK properly - still a problem, I nod - usually get in the way and in hindsight I never seem to be able to be what I want to be and how I see myself in this blogsphere, in the game world, in virtual reality.
Maybe - the TedTalk suggests - many of us are going through that phase. The generation immersed in games, engrossed in epic tales, of possibilities that in comparison to the real world far are more fantastical and beautiful and worthy of passion.
It makes everything in real life dull. Yet real life is real and should be the focus of our attention.
Sigh, I'll leave this to another day if the thoughts come back. The fast music in my head and on 8tracks has slowed.
Thanks for reading. And sorry. This really was a meaningless ramble.
-L
