Nowadays the real world translates into the virtual global maze of networks. Since I’ve started tweeting there’s a whole new dimension to being online for me. Compared to facebook I find tweeting more fun and the interaction immediate. (No games and gazillion quizzes to do.)
The weird thing is that people we do or do not know are accessible and we can talk practically to anyone on the planet. How weird is that? It’s surprisingly easy to chat to someone who’s into the same line of work or has the same interests. As we work work work it makes it harder to see friends offline.
How do you communicate? Have you dived into Facebook, Hyves, as well as write a blog or follow others? What do you read? Online newspapers/magazines or blogs? Both? Are you on twitter too, do you run an online business? How does typing away everyday make you feel better? Why do you do it? One connection on my twitter professed to be hooked and wondered why no one was sending him a tweet for 18 minutes! Communication moves at an ever increasing speed nowadays. We wonder whether we can we do without the tool that is the internet, as it is practically everywhere.
As we have friends online and off, how do relationships develop? Have you got the feeling you’re being listened to online? Do you feel the need to connect to others and is that why you’re there? Making or having the time is the question. How does your real life connections compare to the ones online? I’ve noticed that a few of my friends have the habit at the moment to talk a lot but not to necessarily have the patience to listen as they’re in a hurry to tell their own story. Why the need to talk so much? Is it harder and harder to just “be”?
The forward momentum of communication technology hasn’t reached it’s high yet and it will be fascinating to see where we’re all heading towards. Let’s hope that we can separate the online world to the “old fashioned” offline one and remember what our own and the actual reality is. Getting connected is a great thing, but if the power goes >>PLOP<< that’s it, we’re on our own again.