I realize that I was once so poignant, so profound and beautiful.
Perhaps that's inappropriate arrogance, but I really don't think so. I was reading over an old blog post where I simply poured out my poor, sad soul, and I find it much more attractive to read than all these academic articles and all the information that actually benefits you all.
The weird thing--the weird thing dangles around me, but I generally ignore it. Today I pluck it out of the air, off the string of thought that begins with checking my blog stats. I pluck out that weird thing, and see that it is this:
You, who read this, know so much more about me than I know about you. I know you are from Russia, and you use Firefox and Chrome, and sometimes those weird alternative webbrowsers that make you look so hipster. I know that when you come from the US, you come to me searching for strange things like blog trampling or bike forum information. What are you? I know that once in a while, one of you will google my name.
I wonder things about you. I wonder if anything I write actually helps you or convinces you. I wonder if you're only here to plaigerize academic papers. I wonder if you're only here to creep out on me, if one day you'll strangle me in my sleep. I don't worry. My husband and I can keep you incapacitated until the cops arrive. But I do wonder.
I wonder, because a large number of you google "thehownotto.blogspot.com." What are you? Are you robots? Or do you just not know how to type that into the URL bar? Are you a kindly eighty year old who prays for me every day? Are you a hater?
Most of all, I wonder if I can actually do anything to help you. I wish, I hope that I can, in some small way, write something that brings light to your day and fire to your heart. But I suppose that's not my job. I can write, but the light and the fire...
Well, they burst from the dying Prometheus.
Perhaps that's inappropriate arrogance, but I really don't think so. I was reading over an old blog post where I simply poured out my poor, sad soul, and I find it much more attractive to read than all these academic articles and all the information that actually benefits you all.
The weird thing--the weird thing dangles around me, but I generally ignore it. Today I pluck it out of the air, off the string of thought that begins with checking my blog stats. I pluck out that weird thing, and see that it is this:
You, who read this, know so much more about me than I know about you. I know you are from Russia, and you use Firefox and Chrome, and sometimes those weird alternative webbrowsers that make you look so hipster. I know that when you come from the US, you come to me searching for strange things like blog trampling or bike forum information. What are you? I know that once in a while, one of you will google my name.
I wonder things about you. I wonder if anything I write actually helps you or convinces you. I wonder if you're only here to plaigerize academic papers. I wonder if you're only here to creep out on me, if one day you'll strangle me in my sleep. I don't worry. My husband and I can keep you incapacitated until the cops arrive. But I do wonder.
I wonder, because a large number of you google "thehownotto.blogspot.com." What are you? Are you robots? Or do you just not know how to type that into the URL bar? Are you a kindly eighty year old who prays for me every day? Are you a hater?
Most of all, I wonder if I can actually do anything to help you. I wish, I hope that I can, in some small way, write something that brings light to your day and fire to your heart. But I suppose that's not my job. I can write, but the light and the fire...
Well, they burst from the dying Prometheus.
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