Monday, August 18, 2014

Dear Mark Zuckerberg.. Wanna know how I actually feel? Here's a status update just for you.

So you'd like to know what's on MY mind?.. well as petty as it may seem Mr Zuckerberg its sometimes the what if's, the haves the have nots.. the fortunate and unfortunate alike. The difference between a giver and a sharer.. people who wear masks and people whose faces are masks. The consequences of exhaling when you maybe should have inhaled. Taking that left turn at the fork instead of heading right. Who you chose to invest hate instead of love. Imagine that Mr Zuckerberg. Why am I talking to you this early in the morning? Well moguls never sleep, right?


Visionary leaders fear sleep for they may lose the time they need to make a difference on this revolving rock in the far galactic "west" end of the milky way. Nights like this I think of a very important man who existed on this same exact rock who contributed much more than you ever have Mr Zuckerberg…No it wasn't Jesus but I'm sure if given the opportunity to play the protagonist he would have more than likely done a better job. Can I call you Zuck? Well Zuck his name was Frank Zappa. He was the father of invention.. you like what I just did there Zuck? Oh you probably don't get what I was referring to. You see, Mister Zappa taught me one very important rule in life which was a simple sentence which resonated with me throughout most of my adult life so far .."If you want to party, go to college.. If you want to learn, go to the library". because of that very simple quote alone I am not knee deep in collegiate debt wondering what on earth will I do to pay it all off while I am still breathing. Unfortunately this is a growing trend between friends of mine.. something you really cannot relate to even if you pretended to.


Now obviously times have changed I mean who the hell goes to the library, Zuck? Now we have Google and YouTube and the blogosphere like Tumblr or absolute appalling "news" sites like Buzzfeed or simple cat memes made by the people and for the people where we can chose to learn the facts, the lies and from each other. Something we seem to be taking for granted in a very crucial time in human history Zuckleberry Finn.. Well there I go ranting again. Say friend, got any more of that Sioux City Saspirilla? I'l probably delete this.. but then again why should I? What am I honestly worried about? I think I have figured it out.. because I'd never be caught dead speaking to you Mark. You are completely unrelateable but yet you run the social network. Is that poetic or sad? I wish you were Tom from Myspace.. at least he made us all his friends at the start. I could get behind the type of a man who is not ashamed to want as many friends as possible… But not you sir. You sir are dead inside, like most of us are slowly becoming. Kind of like going to a party where everyone is on their cellular devices updating everyone else about how much fun they seem to be having without having any actual fun.. again is that poetic or sad? What is the point of this post?

sheer.fucking.boredom

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