Over lung and soul pollution

A few weeks ago, I realized I had become a friend of over a thousand people on Facebook. To tell them the truth, it seemed to me that it was disgusting and dirty. I wanted to shut down Facebook and ignore all the stupid, chaotic conversations I had with those people. But I remembered writing about Periscope and having to share those scriptures on her page and my page. I also worked with colleagues. But the feeling of self - disgust is inside me from that day on. I clearly see an extreme deformity of thinking. Further, a reform of the form of emotion. A deformity that makes me superficial and mediocre. And one sense structure where the other is master and I slaved by him.

One day a celebrity told me that “had softened too much in my attitude”. I told him it was a result of reading. But truth is different. Softening attitudes does not amount to a certain deepening of viewpoints. No, it's about having someone inside me. With another invasion doing what I might call myself in a cell form. Through preference for compliments in comments and chats, the other comes into you just as the Greeks got inside Troy's walls through the wooden horse given to him as a gift. And, you know, the Trojans were at the party when the Greeks inside Kali opened the gates and entered Troy to dig and destroy the city. They were at the party, drunk, satisfied, feeling victorious. And they lost all that resistance. All unprepared for what would happen. The same goes inside us. And different. I was hesitantly opposed to those who wrote and complimented me, and unable perhaps to face any useless reproach, I became more silent and milder. The same is true of others.

Facebook is about power relations between people. And as maneuverable as easily used as a platform as a platform, it actually prevented the drowning of any kind of individuality. It makes the uniform in thought and feeling, in understanding of the world and in action, and engages in increased power within a certain structure.

For a long time now, I have tried not to base myself on thinking of others for me. And here, I want you to understand those thousand people on Facebook. And especially those people who express good feelings about me. And keeping me close. I feel a lot more danger from this group of people than the people who slander me or think bad of me. Again remember Homer's Iliad, where Greeks cannot conquer Troy until the hostility is declared and performed. They conquer it only when they declare defeat and, in effect, congratulate them for their victory and give them a symbolic gift. Because of brutal behavior, radical beliefs about certain things, or even some personal accident in communication, I'm on a list of people trapped. But I respect each one. We can hold our positions, our castles, our ideas. But the danger comes from the friendly one. It's nice. From the next one close to you. And who kills you just when you become so vulnerable to that kind of closeness.

I think we're dealing with some kind of tragedy. There is no escape. Either we're going to be superficial, arranged in one of the crowd lines, or we're gonna have to get out of Facebook. When I say that, I'm also aware of the careful way of communicating in letters between different important people, thinkers and writers with each other. Breakdown is an omnipresent threat to those who cultivate passions, have true beliefs, and don't get into stupid games of power. But breaking up with each other is nothing for the massed Facebook guy. To him, friendship and neighbor are of no importance. These become elements of the conquest and destruction of themselves.

Because Facebook in our society, or at least in some common community that you attend, promotes different forms of goodwill and kindness that make everyone too endangered. It's impossible to manage communication with a lot of people simultaneously. It's also impossible to activate defense mechanisms if the other one comes inside you kindly, and then somewhere else he's slandering, lying, even spying on you. Virtually close relations are very dangerous. Probably. Even more polluting than Pristina air. It's a disgrace to the soul, not to the lungs.

If you don't wanna fuck up, there's only one way out of Facebook. Or, if you're forced to work or become addicted, as one of the earliest investors said on this Roger McNamee platform, then reconsider every society with people. And limit the number of people you talk to. Otherwise, fuck it up. And this is much more dangerous than lung shit.