Yes, dear goblin, it's a bitch getting old.
"...nah, this isn't my thread either, it's just an edit thread here, anyone can post to it..." replied the goblin who wanted to openly share this thread then, saying "...the trouble with me is that there are two of us, one me who writes directly between brackets where things generally fall foul to those slings and arrows of outrageous dyslexia, and then there's that other me, who reposts stuff that has been clearly ironed out with some matching picture added, basically the publishing me, against the posting me perhaps, where both mes have their merits/demerits then...", simply, the goblin, in his madness, actually believed that it was a journey to self here, and yes, it was true that the goblin had seen through his dailylife facade for the rat-race it actually was, and yet, instead of "stopping to smell the flowers on the way", now he was writing about those same flowers then, as if the rat-race had been replaced by the rat's very own "freestyle composition with matching picture in less that 50 words please" benchmark here, yet either way, the rat just scurried on it seemed totally unable to stop itself
"...I'd find a job, earn money, and make commitments to someone or something..." replied the goblin, adding "...why, because to retire is to give up, but no matter how old I get I will never relinquish things, no I'm going to crash out of this life at full throttle with the regret of not being able continue from that point onwards, ah no, life is not about longevity now, it's about sacrificing oneself for those one loves isn't it, for we all have to go some point..."
"...welcome to the world of our adulthood I suppose, where most adults retain their independence by not assimilating on the inside that which they compromise to on the outside, just that the older the person becomes the more that gap widens..." mentioned the goblin, explaining on "...for example, look at the difference in speed of speech between some 20 year old and someone who is 40, or how one can't get the older person to radically change now, how inert he seems towards the pulls of dailylife and ourdearmedia being quite wise to it, having established his own set of inner values instead...", in fact, this inner independence goes headlong against society's need to have one fit in, and to care about creating one's home and family and wealth too, which probably explains why neither the media, nor one's schooling for that matter, ever told you that dailylife is a self-perpetuating social assimilation program, one without which this society would simply collapse into individuality, whereupon the goblin just reminded himself again of something, saying "...so all my actions are a compromise on the outside where ever this dailylife will have its agenda for me, yet because I know it to be true, establishing my own set of values on my inside is part of my journey to self through posting here..."
“...perhaps, but perhaps I am very much myself by this persona here too, online is like on-stage isn't it...” replied the goblin suspecting that by now his persona was well known across many forums whereas by contrast, beyond his direct family, his dailylife was left purposefully devoid of intimate contact, those complications then, saying “...ah my grandmother had been right when she first explained that the older one gets the less people want to know you, so one soon learns to get along without intimacy in dailylife for fear of rejection, whereas if anything, on forumland the exact opposite is true, for here at least, one isn't some old person, nor any other type of person for that matter, no, one is and will ever be merely an unprovable persona of some alter ego behind it for all one's words to the contrary, and, since a persona is just a recognizable mask without clear identity, perhaps the real pretense is trying to cling on to that which has no right to be here, namely that which one cannot prove, one's externals then...” in fact, the goblin even felt that the old fart's aging in his dailylife was making the goblin persona even more credible to him, forum/venue thread/stage and persona/act, thus by that default alone his persona was ever his emerging reality within this virtual reality, smiling "...just online is on-stage humans, forumland is a devil's playground where you swim with the sharks, and where you don't know who is reading you, moreover, what you write cannot be retracted later..."
the goblin thanked the authoress for her question, replying "...yes, I'm afraid that it's much as you say where you're mostly correct there, in that, given the choice between reading someone's ebook or conversing with them directly here, they might be forgiven for choosing this rapport now over the time it took for them to try their luck on downloading that ebook now, though perhaps if someone's posts were noteworthy, they might then download something else by it's author,...", though the goblin himself had no books, he was only his posts he promised, continuing "...alas, we don't see eye to eye, where my writing in posts is annoying everyone it seems, yet if I actually were to agreed with your observation there that readers are indeed moving away from books more towards online interactive content, then I'd be a fool to ignore it, or at least not take some interest in its development...", where for example the goblin kept his eye on the hitcount, explaining "...so now, when one can create a thread that gets a high hitcount, read readership here, one should at least admit to oneself that one is doing something right, where unfortunately when the hitcount doesn't budge then one has to admit the opposite is the truth, why, because whether it's someone's books or their posts, it's still same person behind both, an author of posts where I'm a livewriter by it...", yet the goblin meant well by what he had written here, indeed he was trying to be supportive now, where if not he would have remained quiet letting this contempt of posts continue
"...well that's because I'm very selfish you see, for example I'll never tag a thread merely for the thread's sake, nor for the forum's sake neither, no, each post I do has to be truly meant by me in my selfishness..." replied the goblin promising to be here though, adding "...also it varies but it's something like thirty forums, so you can imagine the number of notifications, ranging form involved praise to outright hostility, between the likes of writer's forums, to dark stuff on goth forums, on to supporting courageous lupusbots on their forum too, etc., etc., with all of them asking me exactly that exact same question where I have to apologize to each in turn by saying that there's never enough goblin to go round...", in fact, the goblin only did about one post a day, one that he then reposted many times before it came close to its finished state, concluding "...so perhaps each repost is like an evolution of its original where the more one redoes it the more streamlined it becomes still, and yet it all had to be an exercise in self honesty to reveal one's muse through it lest the tagging of threads would blur her into inconspicuousness, simply you see me by this, my selfishness to its full then, sorry..."
