Sideways

If you could write a letter to your future self, what would you say?

If there was one thing you could have in abundance forever what would you want? (Money is taking the easy way out.)

If you could take anyone's place for a year, who would it be?

If there was one thing you could eradicate from your life what would it be?

If you could speak to anyone in the world who would you talk to, and what would you say?

If you could have one power, either be invisible or stop time when ever you wanted, which would you choose?

Post your answers below.

We all want certain anonymity in cyberspace. And when I say "we all" I mean anybody with a little bit of sense. It's safer, more comfortable, and easier to express ourselves.

Sometimes.

How many of us still hold back, don't quite say what's on our minds? Most of us; if not all.

There is a part of our souls that want to be completely open with someone, a true friend, brother, sister, someone who we can be completely honest with. You know what I mean. No reservations. I suppose that is a draw of doing drugs or at least one of the enticing things besides the physical effects. Under the influence one has the excuse of well I was high or drunk or something. We can deny even remembering if we do remember. But we still have had the experience of knowing we could say anything. Perhaps DO anything and get away with it.

Being anonymous is similar to that shroud of intoxication. We can be how ever free we wish to be and express ourselves maybe even our truest self if we feel comfortable enough to do so. Ah but there's the rub. Being anonymous we have not shared our true identity. We may share our emotions, our views, likes loves and hates. But. There's still more to us than what's our favorite color. Anonymity is in a way a cruel cloak. We can share but there's a wall we can not breach without shedding the very thing which makes us able to share. We can give but without revealing too much of our motive or giving.

Our identity is anchored in who we are, what we do, where we live, who we know, who we like, who we pray to or in some cases who we even deny exists. We want to have others, or at least a select few or one, see us for who we are AND still approve, like, and maybe even love us for exactly who we are. That's intrinsically impossible to do and remain behind the disguise. we sometimes take a few parts of our personality and create an identity that consists of those traits and since they are not the total us we feel safe. We parade that personage out before a few avatars making friends and although gaining some satisfaction in that acceptance of those portions of our personality we still feel lacking. we are still afraid that our total “us-ness” will not be so accepted and enjoyed by others.

Maybe our dark side frightens or even causes us self shame. We know it is as much a part of the total us as the majority that is giving and kind and good. Still we want that part to be accepted if not loved because it is us. For better or worse. Maybe that dark side gives us much needed strength, or saw us through a tough confrontation. Maybe it is the grit that stands up when we would otherwise have no backbone. It may be our fears, our selfish side, the side that looks at the problems in order to face facts and keep us grounded. We need to loved for that side as well, we desperately need it, because that is unconditional love. That is real acceptance.

Loving someone because they are smart, or witty, sexy, or spiritual, that's ok but it may not be all they are. And most likely it isn't the total person. When we can stand naked and open to all they are and them to you, and then accept and give them love. That's real. That's what we desire behind the masks, the avatars and sign-ons. That’s what we all want behind the anonymity.

What's to say. I'll get some thoughts together shortly so don't go far.

Saw BHO this evening. had to take some dramamine before it was over.

Lost my appetite for supper tonight.