Yesterday I finished to read Greg Bear’s book “Eon“, a science fiction book.
Most people consider science fiction as having nothing to do with what is called literature. A book like “Anna Karenina“, in contrast to “Eon”, is considered as true genius. Indeed Tolstoy is a master of prose. His delving into the characters of his personages is powerful.The emotions the book arouse in his readers is long lasting. Many people truly identifies themselves with their beloved heroes.
“Eon“ is perhaps lacking the conventional emotional depth achieved by Tolstoy, but its real tour-de-force lies in his creating an unbelievable clever world view where future Tolstoys shall write their “Anna Karenina” living on the ‘Stone” (..the enigmatic migrating world, arriving into Earth’s vicinity, from the future ) . This unbelievable fantastic construct has his own emotional emanation and can overwhelm readers inclined to, and understanding, the hard core scientific baseGreg bear, the author, is using.
For me Greg Bear’s “Eon” is a mental bodyguard (.. oxymoron?..) protecting me from the usual and comforting banality of everyday life.
In some way building new worlds can be done with a pencil and a piece of paper. They my be interpreted as mental storyboards intruding in our ‘official’ everyday life , becoming the stories of intriguing bodyguards living in our vicinity, just like the Stone from Eon.
Here are a few drawings acting for me as mental bodyguards..
Aunt Sara as my mental bodyguard.
…I draw them out of nothing, out of nowhere, real mental bodyguards…
Porya as a mental bodyguard from my past…
On a final note, my mental bodyguards have many affinities with what is called in Eon a Partial (= Partial: A computer simulation of part of a person’s personality, created in order to carry out a task not requiring the entire person. [Greg Bear, Eon, 1985]) seehere.
After a short experience with the renowned social network my conclusion is: no I don’t need Twitter at all. For me it is an absolute waste of time. Then why didn’t I delete my account? Well I have no conclusive answer in my defence. So not being able to find my own answer I asked the omnipotent Google “Why Do I Need Twitter”? The Mountain View California cyberspace oracle response was perhaps more conclusive, but in is own particular way.
In one of the entries I found ,,”Having joined Facebook years ago at the urging of my students, I am now wondering whether I need to take the “next step” and use Twitter. Personally, I sometimes wonder why I even care what I’m doing at the moment, much less whether the entire world cares. So, is Twitter just a “voluntary” Big Brother or does it have real value?”.. seehere
Well Google surely has some specific answer to my personal question, but investigating 140 million entries to find an answer, if there is one, is a tedious affair.
Anyway I decided to ask Tweeter himself why should I need him . Interestingly enough many tweeters ask the same question and I suspect that Tweeter in an indirect way is asking himself “To Tweet or nor to Tweet?”. A few “answers” from the above query illustrate the new twittering Hamlet dilemma:
“I wonder why we need twitter when FB can do exactly the same thing, does it better and has more features. Oh well.”
“.. guess I need to use this more, but most of my “free” time is on facebook. why do people like twitter more?”
..”.. what the hell is this twitter thing for? why do we need to tell the world what we are doing? why do I have to know what others are doing?”
Now there are people who not only ask “to twitter or not to twitter”, they positively state, like Andrew Michael Baron that “Twitter is Dead, Weep”:
..”I am SO sorry for writing this, I L-O-V-E Twitter. Love it! I’m just so sorry to say, Tumblr replaces it. It’s that simple. Tumblr is to the iPhone what Twitter is to the pager. “..see more.
Well I was a bit surprised that “The twitter is dead long live the Tumblr”. And so, thinking about my wasted time on twitter at a rate 0f 140 words per post, I found Tumblr where I can waste my time more efficiently . Not being imprisoned in a straitjacket of 140 characters, the obvious advantages (for me) are that Tumblr is a scrapblog, some sort of storyboard where my quotation, photos, text,links, chats and video can be amalgamated as beads on a thread.
Anyway, I am always wasting time on something. In fact it is a bare entropic necessity and Tmblr is becoming “my time wasting recycle machine”..
(BTW, afterall, when I am posting to my blog ImprintOnreality on Tumblr, automatically it is reposted ontwitter.. nice..)