Are bloggers Lonely?

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A notion has once again found place in my intuitive little head. Though the idea has been there for quite sometime now, the arguments have gotten stale in this still growing Blogosphere. The question of-course remains to this day, “Are bloggers lonely?”

The cursor and clicks, over the years, have found posts. Posts with similar impressions, showing off traces of delusional mentality, stressed in tone and dialect, with a hint of social awkwardness. Though some seemed temporary blips, others not serious at all, many were with their personal annotations, riling my mind with the dilemma that is the question.

Before calling forth our intellectual might to solve the question, let us understand by a three step process, “What is lonely?”

There is a beautiful quote by Paul Tillich, a German Philosopher – “Language… has created the word “loneliness” to express the pain of being alone. And it has created the word “solitude” to express the glory of being alone.”

The thought provoking statement is a subtle remark to the otherwise siblings lonely and solitary. It emphasizes upon the two words, loneliness and solitude, having similar overtone, yet being so very different. The difference is not in the situation per Se, for alone sticks with both, but in the opinion and state i.e., lonesome are times of pain, and not of ‘fruitful engagement with nobody’.
Thus, bulged out a fired debate concerning the mental outlook of a blogger. And with the boom that has been blogging in this internet age, opinions are many. Continue reading

The SOCIAL shuTDown

“Tommy lives a life of solitude”,
said a voice from the magnanimous crowd,
the cheers went loud,
the crowd up on their feet, avowed,
Tommy may not be alone, but his cover is blown,
from now on, he is a lone.

Decision of crowd was a fair call,
judged by many, called by all,
said a voice,  praising the brawly social club,
as he drank his home-made shrub,
but does Tommy think the same,
is he devoid of friends, or is the crowd crazy to have made the claim.

The surmise of the crowd,
under the fellowship of a few, cried out loud,
dragging Tommy’s feet to the pit,
but was it “just” to have made that notion sit,
why should a Tommy face the judgment,
crawl in this viscous social stigma like a mutant.

Living in the society, you bare with it,
follow the rules whether right or wrong, finally submit,
follow the few even though it does not matter,
to protect yourself, make someone else-es life bitter,
but why do we do that, not in a flock are we,
why remain spectators, cowards we are not, Are we?

Prompt 171: Endure
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