Normality in Abnormality

Black, the dark of ages past!

Red, a world about to dawn!

Before I continue further with this blog, I need to make a statement about my intents and my expectations.

I am not expecting this microblog to become popular in any way. I am not expecting it to garner any kind of attention whatsoever. I am only doing this for the act of writing- I am only doing it for myself.

Now that that is out of the way, a thought about content creators. 

Every platform that facilitates interaction between different humans and the nomination of one person's content over another will give rise to the already established phenomenon of social media celebrities. Individuals who win over the masses by their content- by their videos, writings, art, and the usual entertainment assortment. (You should know that I am excluding pre-established celebrities.) Many of them genuinely want to share their ideas and thoughts with the rest of their world. But they also seek to leverage whatever attention they get for their own gains. What I despise is blogs that make the sole purpose of their existence furthering their own gains(Sadly they are numerous). 

For each platform, you find some nuance system that you leverage to push your post into someones feed. I do not like this because it hints at an opportunistic person(the one in the above paragraph).

 After you “expose” yourself, it's up to the masses to decide whether your content is worth interacting with or not- is it worth a like, a comment, a reblog...etc, but it doesn’t end there. Even if your content got exposure, there comes the problem of continuity. You could keep posting stuff that get viral every once in a while or - the better and more realistic option - you could actually get to have some true followers. Those who seek you out beyond their feeds- who actually make an effort to find you. It is those followers that you want and it is those followers that I want. 

I do not like some of the practices used to garner attention and perhaps I will talk about them one day. 

My intentions are to post whatever I feel like posting. Most of it would be just to help me clear out my own knots and problems because, “How do I know what I think until I see what I say?”

When I was young, about 10 yrs old, me and my older brother (highschool at the time) would constantly play Fifa, the football game(not calling it soccer). I was a good player- good enough for us to continue playing right to the day he left the country to go to uni. The difference was two games. (We stopped counting how many games each of us won and just started counting the difference) We played right before he was supposed to go to the airport and I ended up bringing the difference to zero. 

What does this have to do with the title?

Well... nothing. I went of the rails because the point of this post brought back that particular memory and I am fond of it.