Social (Me)dia | In Response

by ThisIsShe|Mags

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“Life’ wrote a friend of mine, ‘is a public performance on the violin, in which you must learn the instrument as you go along.”
E.M. Forster, A Room with a View

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I love how vulnerable everyone can be on social media, as if their faces were painted on keys; turning into words, transforming into sights – a representation of the better (worthier?) sides of ourselves – if used right.

A collection of thoughts and ideologies. We write to hype ourselves – updating and ‘face placing’. We meme it, it’s ‘captured’. Instant yet fallible.

To be social is to be settled enough to enjoy others.

It’s like group therapy, with no filter.

Like a house with every room you could possibly think of.

Perhaps what Virginia Woolf said was true:

So long as you write what you wish to write, that is all that matters; and whether it matters for ages or only for hours, nobody can say. 

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