the age of self

Okay, sounds a little dramatic...but in several ways...we are living in the age of self.

Point in case: I just created my own group on facebook called Vidushi's Poetry...and i'm not even close to the starters. People have groups on their ideologies, photography, work, blogs, pictures, and even just 'we love so and so' groups.

It makes me think about how much of this stems from the fact that none of us actually have the time or patience for or even memory of the interests of our own close friends. Do we need it plastered across a profile that our friend was recently out for a camping trip and took wonderful photos. Have we come to the point where we have so many people that we no longer have people close to us?? I know that no one has walked up to me in a very long time and asked me if i've written anything new... It is assumed that if I do...it will be up somewhere online and notifications will be sent to all proclaiming a feat!!

Having said that....I must add, that if this is the sort of world we are coming to....where too many people have too little time for each other...this may be the only saviour we have

And we may as well be jumping into creating more effective intra-personal communication....rather than these one sided blogs that never receive any comments!!

Reblogging

Okay, so I must confess that I haven't written a blog in a long long time.... but well...there hasn't been much muse to talk of....or perhaps there has been....it just hasn't got me moving off my lazy bum.

a reintroduction may not be befitting....but as the blog name suggests.... it talks of those random daily things, things i would perhaps discuss with you if you were hanging out with me.

Since I've already mentioned the word 'muse'... i must go on to explain it further. If you ask me to cross my heart and swear to die... i would say i'm not much of a writer....perhaps a poet... but that's it...and i just use 'muse' as an escape point to avoid dealing with writing...which can open up a lot of forbidden doors...

But yes, i do need a muse to feel inspired to write....maybe not a Shakespeare style muse...some magical prince in shining armour or anything....but more of a real muse...some one or some thing that can make me deal with my feelings....i've written odes to cigarettes as well...so it doesn't take much to be my muse...i need a spark from that muse...something extraordinary....something that has a punch...good or bad is regardless

well....since i am reblogging....a post or two of inspiration may not be such a bad thing to get me going....

but this time... i'll try to be a little more regular!