Crest

It's only February.. or it's already February.. let's skip the session of NS and ORD. Too early to talk about it and what's been talked about it is too plenty. Another thing, I realised... is that all of my LJ ads are poetry or philosophy... terribly flattering. Now for what has happened to the past few months for me. Life, living, knowing. In some of the previous entry, I spoke on how easily I was satisfied and got conceit to get the better of me. Previously, I would let it slide off my mind slowly but surely... but the adjective was previously... it's like the meta-systems of my mind is changing. Well we are out there, staining each other with random thoughts and suggestions on every level possible. I would like to feel that it's for the better but conceit is real poison.

Now to something less emo and possibly of some reading value... is the internet the forum for the individual? This generation is a new one, a totally different one from any possible model of the past. We are in the age of the individual where the Individual is not celebrated as an ideal but as... well individuals. Every possible scrap of information (not knowledge) of everyone is known to well almost everyone if you bother to look up for it. We can liken it to be a library except the library is growing around people and surrounding them. It's like the primordial soup of society just decided to boil over the cauldron.... the Individual is celebrated but is the Individual appreciated? Not as in we appreciating ourselves but appreciating the idea of the Individual approaching closer to the now rather quaint idea of Individualism? Everyone is on their pedestal but is this pedestal of ego so high that we can't see others as peers or is our ego given such a high ground that we must step on other egos to reach it?

Blogs are a good example of this, everyone is given the license to speak and everyone is given a chance to read or not. Yet blogs manifest to us in many other subtle ways, the way information is disseminated is less and less apparent to the viewer. For us, do we truly know what we are reading and where are they coming from? It can turn out to be noise of knowledge or information in the end? Empathy is slowly destroyed as the individual is being perched on a higher and higher ground. The internet empowers us to do things we could not imagine a single person can achieve but has this power blinded our sense of empathy and the innate social psyche within us?

This post may sound it is intellectual or at the very least pseudo-intellectual but it's not. It's flawed, it can only be made better with comments from others, the flame borne out from clashes of minds not egos. Yet few read my blog.. sometimes I do wonder why I do write in the reporting form of speech but I use this as my outlet so the internet is my audience. This lonely scrapyard of information. Feel free to comment.