At the moment it still has one puzzle piece missing.

For all Intents and Purposes


So I’m still having trouble deciding what to make this blog all about. My mom thinks it shouldn’t center too much on the personal details of my life, as that is unlikely to be of interest to most people. Or at least not enough to keep them coming back for more. But then again, I didn’t create this blog with the expectation that many people would read it nor that it would make me money. It’s mostly a means of self-improvement, a way to challenge a core belief of mine. See, I’m the type of person that doesn’t really believe in the value of interpersonal relationships. A cynic, if you will. I find it difficult to trust.

So, just like people who are afraid of heights are urged to skydive in an effort to “face their fears,” I’m writing this now to face mine.

I’m not trying to present myself in a certain way, or give off a certain vibe. I’d like to think I do the same in real life, but that’s doubtful. Whether we are aware of it or not, we are all playing a role, living out a persona. And that’s what keeps us sane.

Yet, what’s kind of contradictory is that, I actually *love* the experience of noticing another person, who I didn’t know existed before. For example, I used to be quite active on Google+, as it was one of my mediums of choice for personal branding. And besides posting a science infographic every two or three days, I derived the most pleasure from clicking on every username that would like my post or even follow me. I would love to read their bios, and try to wrap my head around who they think they are. It kind of blows my mind how many people there are in the world. Right now. I’m going to go out on a limb here and say that the average person definitely exists for at least 300 people. I actually have no idea how accurate that is, and that depends on so many factors, but what I’m trying to say is this: when I see a profile, and a name, and read a bio, one more person is added to that number of people who know that that average person, is real.

Which is kind of interesting, isn’t it? I wonder if there’s a correlation between someone’s legitimacy and the number of people that are aware of it. Probably, right? That’s why the word “famous” has a positive connotation and “no-name” doesn’t.

That might actually be the real reason why I created this blog. Heck, that might be the reason why social media is even a thing. Except, I’m not sure if it’s the “social” aspect we all crave, or rather the feeling that we matter. I mean, if my thoughts are posted on the all-important Internet, for everyone to read, then surely I must be important? Or at the very least, I must believe that my thoughts are worth posting about.

I created this blog to feel important. Sure that doesn’t sound very nice, but most truths behind why we do the things we do don’t.

But then again, how do we even know that those “truths” are not just dogmas that sound right, but have no real basis in actual research? Can anything that cannot be proven by science be proven at all? And if a belief is then neither true nor false, is it even worth believing in?

I don’t know. I just might think about it though, and write another post.

To, you know, feel important.

  • Pasan

    Existential angst!!

  • Your mother is a smart woman and her thoughts are based on good foundations. However, her judgements may or may not be erroneous. Guaging this is of course a matter of personal opinion; for in this millennium, the individual, instead of the collective or governing authority has ownership over your interpretations…

    Do you acknowledge your mother’s wisdom or forge your own paths? If you settle for the former, you subscribe to the belief that her thoughts are sound: indeed she has had many more years of life than you have had. But there is an inkling of doubt isn’t there? That instinctive feeling that the cynical life is not the life to lead; that as a young adult, these gems of wisdom may not be compatible with the drive or passion within your own heart. You will fluctuate between the two extremities of shelter and discovery. You will most certainly push for discovery and I hope you will make a home out of it. And if not, we can count on discovery to have already made a home inside of you; after all, the impetus must have come from somewhere.

    No matter what paradigm you do choose to accommodate, one must know that in any piece of writing there is a personal investment. Are you comfortable with expressing your personal life to others? If so, you blur the lines between the public and private life: what was once discreet worlds are now merged and entangled. What was once private would be exposed. What is public can never be hidden. I urge you to think carefully about the private and public interfaces invovled in being personally invested.

    The voice (or rather your voice) in your writing is very strong. It’s endearing but naivety seems to be leading in circles. Your writing has many ideas but there does not seem to be a premise for it and thus sounds incoherent. In a time of discovery, this is certainly expected. However, as one gets further into their discoveries, one may get lost without a thread of an idea to lead them out of their own labyrinth of ideas. The only remedy for this is to persevere and continue writing. Seek out naivety and it will captivate your audience with its novelty.

    Make preparations for discovery! I encourage you to keep discovering and cannot wait to see how your writing style develops.

    See you at the next checkpoint: aliens are inbound,


    • Alright, so I actually read this like a day after you posted but just couldn’t manage to adequately articulate my thoughts. But since it’s been three months (really sorry about that by the way) here’s attempt #3.

      If you don’t mind, I’m going to respond to each paragraph separately.

      1.) My mom said “thank you” :-)
      Also, I noticed you specifically referred to “this millennium.” Do you believe that at one point the individual did not have ownership over his or her interpretations?

      2.) Well, I would say that I definitely *acknowledge* whatever wisdom my mother may have, what with her being over half a century old and all. In fact, I like to believe that I acknowledge the wisdom that every person I encounter may have, for through their own unique experiences they’ve all learned something about life that I haven’t yet, or maybe never will. That’s one of the main reasons why I try to show equal respect for everyone I meet, as you can never truly know right off the bat who’s standing in front of you. Though judging people based on first impressions may not be under our control, deciding how to treat them is. Anyway, that’s my two cents on that. Also, you write beautifully.

      3.) Yep, which is why I’ve decided to just make this a place where my spontaneous musings on life can run wild. I’m also really looking forward to any future discussions or debates, as I truly love to exchange ideas with people, and have ideas be exchanged with me.

      4.) Man, you really do have a knack for articulation. Yeah, my mom said I sound really “sincere.” I think that’s a good thing, though :-)

      Thanks so much Cornelius! Your comment made my day when I first read it, and made my day again just now.

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