Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Its about damn time

For the longest time, I've considered sharing my writing, thoughts or however they will be viewed, with other people.  I have finally grown tired of thinking to myself "I should really write about this (interesting topic)", and then not.  Mostly what has held me back is fear, and not one founded in reality, but wholly irrational fears. 

I fear criticism, but not the constructive kind.  I am afraid of those horrible Internet trolls we all know.  That special brand of person who takes a perverse pleasure in taking something apart without actually considering its merits.  What scares me the most about them is they completely miss the point of the topic, and refuse to see logic.  No amount of conversation, arguing, cajoling or down right cold logic will make them see the point, and that would just sap my energy.

I fear people not getting it.  I worry endlessly that people will simply not understand what I'm talking about.  They will misinterpret, get lost, or confused by my ranting ramblings through the endless pathways of thought.  However, some random, amorphous person who doesn't understand the points I (will eventually) get too, doesn't invalidate that point.  It isn't a representation of the world as a whole, just their own reality.

I fear the incomplete.  Any work that I have, must be a finished product before anyone can see it.  I can't even stand to look at spelling errors in the middle of it even though I have a spell checker, and the knowledge that they will still be there when I'm done.  It is a ridiculous fear and its time I got over it.

I have thought to myself, "I am not perfect", and its time to actually act on it.  I will get better, or not, but I think writing is the best way I can communicate ideas.  Those looping pathways of my mind are more interconnected than a bayesian network, and the insanity I present to the world is real as the next persons sanity.  I don't particularly care if no one reads this (lies all lies), but I am doing this as a promise to myself.  I want to continue to write about the confusing complexeties of life that make the world interesting.

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