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[1: 1,808 of 10,000] The Online Persona

In Journal on November 19, 2016 at 9:01 AM

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My youngest sister left Facebook, you really can’t delete it totally, but you can only deactivate it. The moment she did that, her friends got paranoid that they’ve been blocked, and one of them even reach out to me on how to contact her. Facebook is also a valid medium for communication, I am keeping it for few people to truly reach me, or to be in touch with others.

There are moments when I get bored, I look up to Facebook feeds, and see how everyone is doing, or what’s going viral as of the moment. I also post to share information but it does trigger an emotional attachment to see who “liked” it. But I never reciprocate, I don’t want to give false interpretation that I am liking something because I am expected or obliged, I like because I believe I do like the post.

I used to share all my travels but now I contain myself. Even when I travel, I try to be in the moment and appreciate the view instead of rushing to get the perfect shot. Online persona should not replace real human connection especially now that I am particular about people that I connect with. I couldn’t find my aloft tribe, so I should keep on doing what I love instead and I’ll start attracting them.

Innovation is changing fast and I’m not sure if we’re coping just fine. It would be good to stay authentic, to believe on ourselves instead of simply waiting for validation (sometimes being given with false validation), and may we always have the best intentions towards ourselves and others.

 

[1: 1,726 of 10,000] Stubbornness

In Article on June 18, 2016 at 8:16 AM

I am starting to elude social media again. Making my profile as invisible as I can, if only I don’t want to be reconnected to anyone then I would simply delete all of them. It might be a good idea actually. Pondering…

If I am being very reflective and honest, the reasons why I post can be classified in four reasons:

  1. There is something worth sharing and I wanted my tribe to know about it. It could be something so mundane, too cute, funny, or really interesting or insightful that it could change the world.
  2. I wanted to brag about what is happening in my life. I am vacationing in this part of the world #IWishYouWereHere because what is the point of going all those trouble when no one else can see it.
  3. As mentioned earlier, it’s a way to reconnect with old acquaintances. If that’s even a positive thing depending on what reason are you reconnecting in the first place.
  4. I am preparing and practicing that social media could help boost the future business that my family and I would build. Oh well!

And then there is this:

professional-writer-challenges

Elizabeth Gilbert’s favourite poet was Jack Gilbert.

Jack was a magnificent poet but whenever he finished writing masterpieces he goes out of the grid (20 years he’s out and comes back again with a new masterpiece), no fame nor wealth but he does receive grandiose accolade. Shall I take that route, write beautiful things that matter, but leave it all just with the writing and we don’t need defending or cashing more through interviews and endorsements?

But there is also an Elizabeth Gilbert who communicates beautifully in Facebook. When she’s not concentrating writing a new book, she shares inspiring things to her readers and even personally interacts with them. I once wrote to her page and she replied. She is one of the people I visited and read her Facebook feeds.

I can indeed learn from both style and stay where I am still true to myself.

[1: 1,717 of 10,000] The Social Media LIKE or HEART Effect

In Article on June 9, 2016 at 12:46 AM

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Have you tried posting on social media and the moment someone liked it or double tapped it, you feel a pang of gladness, satisfaction, gratification, and then even fall into the habit of checking who’s the latest person who “kind of” appreciated the virtual you or a part of you. I am guilty of such!

What is worst? This quick source of gratification is exercised even further than my personal life because I manage the social media of where I work. It makes me smile although most of the times, I could feel that for business I have the control to separate it from myself, like I am not owning the credit 100%.

Social media is sometimes addictive and I really don’t want to suffer the bad consequence in the long run. I’ve thought of abandoning it and really make a true connection with people in person; but I just couldn’t especially if my dearest friends are located in different parts of the world. Making a true relationship is truly about making a conscious effort to be connected, mingle or be out and about, to plan trips together, and only an excuse is sitting between its realisation.

[1: 1,463 of 10,000] Nervous & Excited Are A Good Mix

In Article on May 11, 2015 at 2:19 PM

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I am both nervous and excited, those are a good mix right?

I’ve always wanted my privacy. I don’t mix well with people. Using social media (as a start) I am trying to discover people I don’t even know and leaving the judgment out of the house. I’ve added friends I will normally avoid and I couldn’t imagine the horror of seeing posts I’ve never wanted ever to see. There is no nice way to present germs to make a point, drop an impact, but does it really need to be grossed? Or that’s simply reality with no sugar coats. I kind of don’t want reality if that’s the case, shall I go back to my bubble? NO, too soon!

I am mixing things up. How could I possibly call myself daring if I continue to be too picky? I have to learn to be open so I may discover new things but it doesn’t necessarily mean I needed to be emotionally attached. I have that tendency, to feel too hard and too soon. Hence, I need to practise and in some ways I may influence with my pure intentions. Or find my niche and stick to it.

It’s a happy funny life, I just need to chill and enjoy, while I put real effort all the time. To also have the positive attitude that I see a part of me in everybody else.