an_outsider's_look_on_blather farmer well. i just got here last week. i've a bit of fun here and there, putting in a few cents under various pseudonyms. i even lent a few poems to the mix. this place puzzles me, it grabbed my interest - which rarley happens anymore. it presented itself as a place to talk or wax intellectual or say anything for that matter (for some, incessantly). for others it is a social foundation, an alternate persona. people just blabber, and get their say everywhere. some people have been here forever. that amazes me. they will probably end up right here too, or i'll just eat my words. whatever way, it can't matter to me. i'm just sort of trying to offer perspective on what looks like a massive jockey for status, for the most part. it is quite funny to read, as an outsider, people fighting with each other over what boils down to plain semantics. not that it is bad, just amusing to me. by no means do i think that everybody is always jousting, but i see a lot of it around. that and praising people's words on the basis of being a recognizable name. on the other hand, those same people and other people are out in the corners of the room writing on black walls with pencils. sort of a terrible metaphor i know, but the more obscure entries are really quite intriguing for me. i was attracted to blather because it might have some of those things about its recesses. instead i was fronted with entry after entry of well.. just things. things I ( -- ) felt quite indifferent towards. i found it very hard to get away from those things. and the voices were everywhere. i'd like once again to say this: this is not an attack on anyone. i expect that exposing my point of view will offer some a platform to jump on my shoulders. things never end up the way you plan them. anyway, i really had to search hard for the stuff that i wanted to read. even then, entries were muddled. then i came across the 'intellectual decay of blather' entry which just hit it home for me. the whole thing affirmed my suspicions. this was a different place a while ago. it evovled, naturally, into something that ever so slightly edged out the crux of what i came here looking for. i doesn's strike me as impossible that it could be revived - tabula rasa - (maybe that is what the "red book" is all about, i don't know), but the corners will always be around. that's where i think i'll go now. i have had my say. i like this place quite bit, and i think i'll continue to contribute here. great things are possible, if gone about 'carefully'. it is just so easy to get lost in the middle workings of blather. okay, i have said enough. it occured to me that i am just adding to the fire here, but really this is merely an outsider's perspective on blather, that's all. maybe just another random voice putting all the wrong pieces together. from the sidelines, 030501 ... User24 true, but it's not as bad as all that. 030502 ... ya i had some of the same sentiments (thought) the other day.. i got kind of turned off then i just wrote a poem and placed it here on some of that.. im just wondering how anothers work is respected (here) the fact that words said by another are their own creation and that any copyrighted work is a crime if borrowed from ..or any derivative.. that's the (one)thing that may make me aloof ,here.. and thats all wouldnt want to see anyone get in big trouble down the line eventually..it catching up w/them.. not kid talk.. 030502 ... just my 2 cents once you contribute you no longer are an outsider, and that includes reading blather 030502 ... ya which is fine im not snotty.. i just wonder about others and the protection of their work placed here.. 030502 ... Dafremen Where else can the poets, taggers and emptyheaded twits find common ground? Where do the sickos and preeny princesses manage to find a common pleasure? A common love? Where are the critics as welcome as the fans and the mindless panting and heavy petting as welcome as the "preaching from the pulpit" sort of stuff? The magic of blather eludes you if you would have it be something else. Yet the magic of blather includes you having written here yourself. 030502 ... p beatles 030502 ... joda If you're interested in 'protecting your work' here, you're in the wrong place. You are posting your words on the internet. Nothing is safe. Did you actually reserve the rights to your 'work'? If not, it's not protected. I don't think anyone (Including myself - I'm not winning a Pulitzer either...) here has the right to assume anything they write is worth ripping off. 030502 ... joda You know what? I'm sorry. I had a bad day, and it's not your fault. I just don't agree, that's all. 030502 ... farmer i agree daf. things are only what you make them. i am guilty, as i even said in the first entry, that i am only mixing myself into the fire by saying those kinds of things. i defeat the purpose of my argument by even raising it in the first place. i suppose this place is really just anything it has to be. but there certainly are things that i'd like not to be part of. as far as the writing being public and uncopyrighted etc. i think it would be real desperate to plagerize someone else's work from blather. why are you even trying be a writer in the first place? it's not like anyone else's words can come even close to symbolizing the way you see the world. i think we should just be our own. anything else would be trivial. 030502 ... User24 people, myself included, have an amusing tendancy to say "no-one writes poety anymore, it's so crap now", not noticing that they aren't writing poetry either. (replace poetry with whatever it is people are bitching about lately) 030507 ... User24 and I think I know why 'no-one' writes anything decent.. I've found myself developing the annoying habit of not reading the whole blathe, or even any of it, maybe just the last thing said. If you take the time to read the whole thread, cross referencing where neccessary, and then blathe if you feel the need, yes, you'll get less blathering done, but what you do blather will be so much more valueable to the community. just a suggestion, based on my own experience. 030507 ... shivers so true 030507 ... screwing for virginity ... use if real economics (to hell with money) 030507 ... Dafremen Noone writes poetry anymore? Guess I've been deluding myself all along. see also: poems_for_you 030507 ... User24 the originators of intellectual_decay_of_blather and blather_pollution seem to think so 030507 ... werewolf how many poems have i wrote that have gone unread? it's alright though, we all have busy schedules. maybe we don't have the time to make blather shine like it could. no matter, i know all of you write poems, but not all of you put them on blather. 030507 ... farmer i don't know how poetry could just die. is it even possible for an art form to die? it certainly gets lost in the desert, but poetry dead? that is like saying music is dead. the long age of the novelist is over. ha. it maybe a long time before the next bach or shakespeare or whatever, but one cannot perscribe the end of human expression because they aren't satisfied with what they've read recently. that's ridiculous. 030507 ... Dafremen I used to assume that they went unread too. They don't..folks just don't care to share their thoughts about other people's poetry most of the time. That's why you gotta keep digging em up and putting em at the top of the pile. (Just to be sure that they WEREN'T overlooked.) All of creation's children need attention. Even the homely ones. 030507 ... User24 Personally, when I see a blathe that's mostly one person, I tend to leave it alone, not wanting to intrude, also commenting on other peoples poetry is a little hard, as poetry here tends to be more edgar allen poe than keats, hence is usually quite personal in nature. 030508 ... just my 2 cents blather doesnt have to be about "poetry" it is not blather's only revolutionary point- it pivots amongst other expressions as well and it shouldnt be judged solely based upon its presence or lack thereof 030508 ... poopy fart 030508 ... Dafremen To that last comment I can only add this: see also: POOPCHUNK 030508 ... Villified Justified? An old friend of mine posts here and always has as long as I knew her. I found some old poetry of hers in a surprising place and came to remember myself through her eyes; to remind myself how ugly I can be, I guess. I'm very left-brained, exceedingly organized in thought and blather is a bit stressful for me yet. But I suppose, how easy should it be to find dirt on yourself through another's eyes? In fact, I feel guilty about it. 030831 ... endless desire there are some people that would be very upset if they came to blather. mostly my parents i figure. when i really need to write something i don't want anyone to find, i tend not to use my own name. i always promised i wouldn't. . .but i have to if i want to keep blather my safe place. it's not safe if you have people getting on you for what you say that. though, i still have my thoughts on blathers_end 030831 ... trying blather's_end ? 030831 ... eyedream I love blather. It's a cool quiet place nestled in the ravines of the Internet in which the dreamers can warily come out and stir the sparkles up in a froth of water. It's for the people who love the shapes of the letters and the curves of the words, for the people who love and fear and let go of their veils in this digital hell. Blather is liberation and evolution and revolution and comfort like a teacup so big it's a bowl. I don't care if it's disorganized or if people are making moronic comments as long as some of us stay, some of the blathereels that are dreamers. Dreamers. falls in love all over again 030901 ... misstree four people that i know can find me on blather... three are water_brother s, so this glimpse of my essence is little more than embarassing, but the fourth, i don't know... i feel bad that i never showed him more of my writing, and i don't even know if he reads this... slightly unnerving, but i am nothing if not fearless whenever i can be. 030901 ... Bespeckled Now for my two cents ... It seems to me that despite the title of this blathe, which would lump it into the every-swelling "blathes about blather" category, this particular blathe refrains from criticizing blather and what it has evolved into. Instead, everything I've read previous to my posting here has been very observant in tone, accepting, and even hopeful. I like that. And I think it signifies yet another shift in the overall "meaning" and attitude of this place. 030901 ... oldephebe how delightfully perspicacious! 030901 ... krazy I figure, it's a chaotic, liquid body, a complete macrocosmic stream of conscience, if you will. There's the little eddies here and there, sworls of this and that, places where the flow is stronger, and places that are weeker. The subject content is the tumbling of the rocks and pieces of sediment across the bottom floor. Small pieces are quickly laid to rest along the sides, the larger things continuing down the path longer and longer, deepening the channel. There is an undertow also, in fact one time not too long ago I tried bathing (blathing?) along the shallow banks and became sucked under the waves. If you could somehow plot all the different paths and quirks and everything else within geometrically, I imagine it would like like some sort of fractal. 030901 ... eyedream precisely, krazy hears 030901 ... Death of a Rose well user24, i do read all of the blathe and some of the included links, and well.....hmmm....forgot what the hell i was going to say... please stay behind the police tape maam, theres been a serious accident....no maam....that's not a human foot.....behind the tape maam....am i going to have to use the tazer on you... ok.....zzzzzzzzaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaapppppp! oh and i guess my point of view was already reflected upon when the schedunfrade (sp?) incident happened....hmmm....that would make a great spy novel title..... (schdeunfrade turned as she heard the click of the uzi being cocked) a past state of having cock....oh shit my bad....fookin 5th cup of coffee and my legs are still bouncing up and down and i can't seem to stop typing.....shite....shite...pardon me maam, would you happen to have some spare time to sleep.... yeah...yeah....i'm annoying as hell some days.... 031124 ... mt schadenfreude, dear. 031124 ... doar thanx luv 031124 ... falling_alone i came and felt right at home...i've been here for about a month i think, but i lose track of time very often... 031206 ... Whitechocolatewalrus Blather is a place where you can express yourself without fear of being an outcast. People may say something mean about you or one of your blathes, but since you don't know them, it means nothing. Or they might say something nice and make you happy. Either way, it is an outlet for your thoughts feelings, a place to say whatever you want. A place to go when you are bored, a place to learn about crazy theories, and a place to dream (as said before). 031206 ... oldephebe interesting doar..your spelling of schad is reminiscent of how a low germanic dialect would configure schad..maybe..i could be mistaken... 031206 ... estarocks my friends think it's freaky. poo on them! 040819 ... knot meat what is it about this place that makes it so much more appealing than a chatroom or a message board? is it the seeming permanence of the posts? is it that each topic contains words that link to other words and topics until a whole body of associations is available before us. is it this approximation of the human process of association made visible that makes blather so appealing? does the ability to see the thoughts present and present on any given word or topic make it so appealing? or is it the community? there are similar communities on a variety of message boards, but none like blather. 040819 ... meta meta 060105 ... Doar we are a community of oureslves. we won't respond until we know others will respond, but we will say that "Your response is vital". I don't know what to say to an outsiders reponse. A discovery maybe, that you have inside you. Or a deliberate argument you have within yourself. Blather is a continuous reading. It might heal, it might hurt, but blather will always be a free commerce. . 110727 ... () (i like what doar blathed above) 141210 ... Doar wish I could have spelt ourselves properly. spelt....spelled...."les Anglais quittent" Yes my dear chap, we are and have. . 141210 ... superleni i can't imagine how it would appear for i was inside the moment i came here 141211 ... () () 151221 what's it to you? who go blather from