I miss words. When blogging was young I jumped in it both feet and I swam through posts of my friends on all the hot topics of the day. Those words inspired me and compelled me to write. In the beginning we didn’t even use photos to illustrate our memes… it was just white space and black letters. We wrote because our souls depended on it. We wrote because the words demanded a voice. We wrote because we HAD a voice. Truth was everywhere and it was respected. We respected each other, even in the event of differing viewpoints.
Like everyone else in the World the time came where I defected to the miniaturized ponds that were twitter and facebook. Character limits became the challenge of the day and we all became creative spellers and lost the power of individual words and prose. We resorted to using memes in place of postings and links to other people’s words instead of our own.
We were damned. Literally and figuratively. Words that once fell like waterfalls across the white screen became drips and the photo meme became boulders and I have started to wonder if the flow of ideas and expression of truth has finally come to an end.
I want to get wet. I want to sink into articles and essays. I want to drown in educated thought.
Don’t try to save me.