Spotlight Post: A Penny For My Thoughts, or A Stream Of (Self-)Consciousness
March 26th 2009 11:00
Postmodern Critic wrote on www.PostmodernCritic.com . . .
A Penny For My Thoughts, or A Stream Of (Self-)Consciousness
Sometimes I wonder who I really am and what I'm really thinking. It seems strange, to return to a question - Who am I? - that I asked most pronouncedly back in high school, writing it on a sculpture of a city building with faces of my favourite celebrities, but why not?
I have a feeling I should blog more often as I tend to discover, re-discover and change myself as I extend myself a helping hand out of my inner unnecessary conflicts. When I decided to use PmC as a journal I liberated part of myself which I was finding it difficult to talk about, starting with talking about myself intimately. I felt like some parts of myself were not acceptable for others to consume as part of their information technology experience, but I was ensuring that I had the short end of the stick, because by censoring my writerly access deepest, darkest fears (at least in theory), I was also censoring my ability to experience ecstasy and joy. I think the act of writing seriously informs your thoughts - moves them into and out of places you didn't know it could take you.
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A Penny For My Thoughts, or A Stream Of (Self-)Consciousness
Sometimes I wonder who I really am and what I'm really thinking. It seems strange, to return to a question - Who am I? - that I asked most pronouncedly back in high school, writing it on a sculpture of a city building with faces of my favourite celebrities, but why not?
I have a feeling I should blog more often as I tend to discover, re-discover and change myself as I extend myself a helping hand out of my inner unnecessary conflicts. When I decided to use PmC as a journal I liberated part of myself which I was finding it difficult to talk about, starting with talking about myself intimately. I felt like some parts of myself were not acceptable for others to consume as part of their information technology experience, but I was ensuring that I had the short end of the stick, because by censoring my writerly access deepest, darkest fears (at least in theory), I was also censoring my ability to experience ecstasy and joy. I think the act of writing seriously informs your thoughts - moves them into and out of places you didn't know it could take you.
Click here to read this post in its entirety.
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