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Bloody internet. You can not hide even if your life would depend on it!

Have lots of people in my life, some I met in elementary school and still enjoy spending time with them, some have enchanted me recently,  I still go out and socialize, then there are some lovely people that I had the honour and pleasure to get to know through the internet… What can I say – yes, I love people and I need the socialisation!

One of the things that I don`t need is „Hook up again with the persons you`ve lost contact with“. A-a. Hell no! If I wanted them here, I wouldn`t lose them in the first place! Don`t get me wrong, it`s not like we had some serious fights, it`s just that we took other paths for different interests and affinities. And as far as I see it, it is good that we have.

But…something have found me.

Something from the ancient past, something that I didn`t like even then when it was present, because even at that time we were too different. Fortunately that something have fallen in love and flew far far away! Aaaaah, how beautiful…it was. Now she`s back. And she wants to renew the contacts…. Dirty… mother…son of the…penetration!!! There!

Sooooooo, not to be too judgemental, hoping that maybe, just maybe, she have changed through the years I clicked „Yes“ on her friend request. Yeeeees, big mistake….

Anyhow, there I was – stalking. (yes, that is stalking, a milder type, but still) Reading her profile and her preferencies. And I saw that she is playing the same role, same old cheap movie playing in her head. Nothing happened in the meanwhile: no epifanies, no desire for upgrading, no need for a change.

Except one thing – she have obviously developed a Zsa Zsa Gabor syndrome. Seriously. She turned getting married into a hobby. And damn, is she emotional! Her corny statuses are literally sputtering from the screen, crying „Dark is the star under which I was born“ or „Oh, misery, my loyal companion“, she is a member of all the prominent groups like: „You call me a whore when I give and when I don`t“, „All the ones that are trashing me just don`t know me well“, „All men are heartless dicks“,  „I am better then her and you`ll be sorry when you finally see it“ and my personal favorite „Love to drink but then I think of you“….or something like it.

Yes. So mature, so profund, so… who makes that groups anyway?!?

The problem with people like this is that you can`t use some subtle approaches like „Coffee? Sure! But not today.You know, deadlines, my apartment is a mess, I still haven`t fed my cat…..Oh, not now, I am sending help to Pakistan and you know the crowd in the post office… I got to run! To a protest in Japan! Bastards are messing with the whales again.… You can`t, because they don`t give a damn. They want to go out with you and talk about themselves, not even thinking about who is the person sitting in front of them. They just don`t see, don`t hear and don`t care.

Damn the social networks! And Google too! How in the world she have found me?!? I`m not signed under my real name, we don`t have any mutual friends…How? Jesus!

And for that reason, from the vampires of our ancient past, and the preservation of our healthy CBC, we should have a new option – Google stake. You click on it and puff! The bloodsucker is gone! For eternity.

So, this is what I want, such a „button“. Let her drink blood to somebody else.

Are you sure you want to Google staking this person?

Yes, I`m bloody sure!

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When we are small, making new friends comes as easy as breathing. We see the other kid playing and without any thinking we run towards it. And this is it – we have a new friend.

As the years pass by, they teach us what is decent, acceptable, desirable and what isn`t. With all that informations, and corrections, in our head we continue dashing through life.

Now let`s take a very common example: you are a woman in the best years of your life. You are not a small brat anymore and hell, you are miles away from becoming a biddy!  With great passion, you will claim to anyone that you just love people, going out and general mingling. But, you are lonely, very lonely. Most of your friends are married with children or in some other serious relationships with plenty of „time-eaters“. That`s why you`re nagging and whining how you don`t have anyone to go out with and your daily social coffee cups have become very, very rare.

So you are sighing.

It is sooooo hard.

To be alone like this. And you can`t stop yoursef „moaning“ to so called friends how they are neglecting you. For their important everyday „obligations“. Every now and then you shed a tear.

Poor little me. Sniff.

Nobody loves me. Sniff, sniff.

I am so…so..nice and I am all alone. Sniff, sniff, sniff.

IS THERE ANY LOVING IN THIS ROOM????? Booooohooohoooaaaaaa!!! Tears are dropping, saturating those cold, hostile walls of solitude.

Bollocks.

We have few very strong enemies and they are self-pity and laziness. That`s right. And don`t even try to use the „…but I`m not like that! I just…“. Yeah right…Cut the crap. Every now and then, all of us have been playing that role. And then we blamed everyone else. `Cause we are soooo great and the others can`t see it. Aha. Think again.

OK, people are connecting, bounding and linking. And after some time, they do things which are taking them in some other direction from yours. For that reason, they often leave from your mutual world, some physically and some emotionally. Which leaves you… Playing the martyr. Alone…miserable…left by everyone…with nobody around…

Well move your lazy butt! Look again. There are literally tons of good, high quality people with who you can mingle and become friends. But they need some effort too, you should offer a part of you. For crying out loud, even if you are the shyest creature in the galaxy, now in our time, we have like a zillion social networks – bless the internet, where you can meet so many people to blow your mind.

But company and familiarzing alludes interaction, giving-taking, listening, effort, thinking…a that present a Greek drama, does it? It is too hard probably.

Nothing has changed. You can still approach the other child, offer it a ball or a doll asking: „Wanna play with me?“. Because everyone has it`s favorite toy, material one, intelectual or emotional, which he/she can share with another person.

The main advantage is that you don`t have to yell like crazy under someone`s window asking: „Mrs.Jones, can Linda come out and play?“.

So take your best, your worst, all that makes you special as you are, and share it. Your future friends are tapping in expectation.

In the last few years, every day, literally every day, on various websites and magazines, you will find a title with a imbecil intimate statement from a „celebrity“.

I dream about doing it 7 times a day“ or „I did it in all the states“ or „I just loooove to take it behind!“…… And? Who cares?!?

Like that, it can also stand: „I`m incredible dumb, my IQ is around 25, I can`t act, I sing like a one year old donkey, I dance like a Baboon, so that`s why I wil show you my tits!  And I will be super!!!“ Right. But of course.

Sex sales.

Till when?

We are so bombed with other`s sexual preferences and their desire for any kind of attention, that the whole thing is so worthless that it have become dull. Absolutely boring.

Nothing can shock us anymore. We don`t have erotic any more, we don`t even have that fine line which separates teasing of immagination, which arouses and stimulate to action, from today`s serving of sexual package from the microwave. There is no effort, no value, no interest. Only cheapness. Which doesn`t lasts. And causes only dullness and lazyness.

What I`m trying to say is that with this they are making us stupid. And insensitive.Very much. And paradoxically, from all that pushing of sex towards us, we are loosing our interest to it.

Sex is in the head. A sexual fantasy is a impulse to action. But if we get it all ready, cooked and baked, right to the table, and already consumed – we lose are interest for it after few minutes. And we move on. To something more interesting.

The church is really not my game but I must admit that in the past the church have done more for that kind of pleasure from all the provocative liberal media. Because, back then, the sex was half-hidden, cloacked, not so…touchable, and with that more interesting and important. For the same reason, it gave more thrill during the salacious actions.

Did you know that in the last few years, in the domain of porn industry, the most wanted term is amateur sex?  Because of all that offering we are actually witnessing the overload of perfect fucking with perfect people. Because it have become boring.

Because it is fake.

So does the shaking of tits, buts and vaginas of various wannabbies. It have become stupid, boring and non-interesting. No fantasy, no hunting, no longing. It`s a simple equation.

Everything is here, in front of us, so what`s the point?