The lyrics say it better.

Author: Philomela  //  Category: Uncategorized

Roger walters: Amused to death

Mike and the Mechanics: Word of mouth

Mattafix: Big City Life

John Cale: Dying on the Vine

Azure Ray: Displaced

My life is so full of noise radio, television, newspapers, Internet, I don’t have any space to think deeply, to create, to connect away from the constant bombardment of words and images. I like to think of myself as a writer, not just a for fun blogger, but a poet type writer with actual talent, but writing has been difficult lately and that’s because there are too many words in my life. I have no white space, no silence to take what I have learned and weave something that matters out of it.

So much of me is getting wasted and lost in this wasteland of mcdonalds media and microwave news. I need to teach my self to concentrate again and take one thought as far as I can without moving on to the next, with out being distracted by shiny things. I need to spend more time reading actual books and thinking about things for their own sake, not because they would be a good thing to blog about.

so this: for the next two months the only thing I will use my Internet for is email, not blogging, or reading blogs or playing wow on or just messing around wasting time on. And Ill just check my email once a day rather than fifty four thousand times. (email is good tho, if you want to talk to me email me and I will get back to you.) And television for programs I really want to watch, not ones I’m watching because I can’t be arsed to do anything else.

I’ve got two offline feminist projects in the pipeline that I’m going to be involved in also, so I’m not abandoning feminism for two months, just the Internet.

So see ya in september!

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