Once upon a time, there use to be this thing called love. Then came along the internet, the world wide lake of the internet; where there were trillion of fish swimming around. Many, lonely people would take their fishing poles to the web and sit for just moments and caught more on their line than could ever be expressed.
As each person reeled in their catch all they could think about was I will love you forever and ever. But once they looked over their shoulders and seen what the other people caught, they turned to look at their catch again and the words I will love you forever and ever became something else too sad to express.
Many fish have been thrown back into the world wide lake of the internet only to lay dormant on the bottom of the floor, in shocked, in pain, never wanting to surface again because of the heartache. In the world of cyber you can be anything you want, you can say anything you want, you can look any way you want. Think about it, who really knows except for you if what you are putting out there is real or pretend?
Many people will open their hearts, they actually get high from emotions that seem real but come to find out many things were only lies and deception. Who is really the blame? Can we actually always blame the other person? Aren't WE at blame too... shouldn't we know better? Shouldn't we learn after hundreds of attempts to try and find true love from the world wide lake of the internet - that it is not always what it appears to be?
I think about things like this a lot. I am just like millions of other women I have been reeled in with deceptions and lies, I have been hurt, cried many of nights over situations I had no control over. I have found love and lost him to cancer - but even he lied to me in the very beginning. So not everything that comes from the world wide lake of the internet is bullshit - sometimes things may have a little seaweed attached to them, but once you get passed that, sometimes you will find what you are looking for.
I have been around the internet for many, many moons and have known many people and have actually met some in people-dated a few, married one. Some the meetings were wonderful, some of them were not and yes, there has been a time or two I was somewhat scared.
The games that are played online are very sick. What many people do not understand is online when we develop feelings, it is a spiritual connection... something that fully outweighs the physical part. That is why we are hurt differently and yet more strongly than being hurt in person. When you are messing with someone's spirit you are biting off more than you ever realize.
I left the web for a few years because I was sick of the lies, deception, hurt, and bullshit. I have to admit, that has been rambling on in my mind again. I am way too old to play games and besides to be a 100% honest I am not worth a shit at games because I do not play them. This is what you get if you don't like it - fish for someone else.
Not everyone is out there to play games with you, I have met some beautiful friends that I cherish with all of my heart. I have met people who said they were a friend but only because they wanted to hook up with my guy friends... YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE; if you can see this. It is people like you that poisons the World Wide Lake of the Internet for many others.
The bottom line, there will always be two sides to every coin. Think about who you open up too .. think about all of the possibilities and opportunities there are for people to lie to you. Always walk with caution before you open your spirit to people who say they care, but most important, be above those people and DO NOT PLAY GAMES WITH PEOPLE'S HEARTS!
I know what you mean about you can be who and what you want to be on here. My husband, Alex used to have several blogs and writing sites you was a member of several years ago. He doesn't always share his stories with me bc he thinks I don't get them, some can be very dark while others are great. So he stopped having me read them and I think bc of this he values others opinions. Bc I'm not a part of his writing world he makes things up or leaves things out. Sorry for my rambling, but I think you'll understand.
ReplyDeleteDeb Crabtree
Yeah, I hear you loud and clear... funny isn't it, sometimes the writing world slips into this reality just so it can fuck everything up. Makes you want to think twice about what kind of writing one does.
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