I remember writing this a while back and it continues to be relevant to my life even more now. Not to say, I am a famous person by any measure, but I am STILL very social. I talk to a lot of people through the social mediums given to me but it can be extremely overwhelming.
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I love to share but I only have so many hands/scissors at one time. 😀 I look above, below, and to the side of me and there is still someone. Someone is still calling out my name. I feel like sometimes I’m in a rush to respond to everyone at the same time BUT I have to remember, to take it easy. I only have 10 fingers, and only 5 of them (Interchangeably) are used on the keyboard (Not considering my thumbs when I text message). I only have so much, and it’s always an expedition when I journey through the seas of social media. Every morning, I wake up to
Every morning, I wake up to a multitude of messages and I respond within the honor of the day. No complaints, because I am actually establishing ties and I feel very close to the entwined purpose of everyone. Sometimes though it’s like my fingers are like an octopus.
I developed a theory, called ‘Cloned Octopuses’.
An octopus is an intelligent being and it helps that, they have so many ligaments to accomplish a work! Now, what if they were cloned? I would have so many arms to accomplish the work given to me. If you didn’t know, an octopus is very good at hiding as they mimic landscapes, as a defense mechanism.
I’m not saying, that I don’t like responding, to anyone, this just helps me explain the nature of my communication. They are one of the most mysterious sea creatures, and I find them very fascinating!
Here is the poem, addressing what great power it would be to visualize this concept in motion.
writing until the pen runs N2 paradise clarity! (by uniform & random means) 