TV on too loud

Sep 10, 2015 13:33

Those of you still left here may see me posting more often here. I am getting very weary of Facebook. Even though I have trimmed down who and what I see, it is still too crowded, insular and blatantly like an electronic billboard, something out of Blade Runner. I feel more and more like I am being hammered by a never-ending stream of bullshit ( Read more... )

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tx_cronopio September 10 2015, 18:44:53 UTC
I for one would be happy to see you on here more!

And I still miss Dewey Decimal. Of course, I also miss Word Perfect, so take that for whatever it's worth.

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happydog September 12 2015, 00:57:16 UTC
Nothing wrong with Word Perfect!

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poliphilo September 10 2015, 19:04:41 UTC
This is very good news. I'm looking forward to seeing you here more often.

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happydog September 12 2015, 00:57:30 UTC
Thank you sir, I'll be by!

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ellie_nor September 10 2015, 20:31:00 UTC
Me, too.

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happydog September 12 2015, 00:57:57 UTC
Thanks for the encouragement, I appreciate it!

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bellamagic September 11 2015, 02:30:45 UTC
happydog September 12 2015, 00:53:50 UTC
I am thinking about bailing out for 90 days. I don't know why that number, but it seems like a good one, somehow.

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zeldakitty September 11 2015, 04:43:47 UTC
What great news!!! Your voice is appreciated. As you were, and always will be my very first internet writer-crush, I have missed your thoughtful writing here. (A girl never forgets her first ( ... )

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happydog September 12 2015, 00:56:44 UTC
I have the same criticisms about FB, and more and more I'm seeing it as the Devil, indeed. Or an even better analogy might be Choronzon, the demon of confusion and misdirection referenced in Crowley's work...

"The name of the Dweller in the Abyss is Choronzon, but he is not really an individual. The Abyss is empty of being; it is filled with all possible forms, each equally inane, each therefore evil in the only true sense of the word-that is, meaningless but malignant, in so far as it craves to become real. These forms swirl senselessly into haphazard heaps like dust devils, and each such chance aggregation asserts itself to be an individual and shrieks, 'I am I!' though aware all the time that its elements have no true bond; so that the slightest disturbance dissipates the delusion just as a horseman, meeting a dust devil, brings it in showers of sand to the earth."

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dryad271 September 13 2015, 22:50:20 UTC
that seems frighteningly accurate actually

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