So, I really do enjoy twitter, but I feel deeply uneasy about the phenomenon of online. Do we really understand what the cost is to our mind to have our thoughts, moments of our life, constantly broadcasted to the world? It feels like we might be losing something
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I say this with love, and as someone on the path myself: I think choosing to become a public figure is a sort of voluntary descent into a kind of madness. I think it's a psychological extreme sport with very high odds of injury
Good hygiene principle to have a part of your life that functions as a sort of decontamination chamber; ie people who don’t know or care that you’re Online
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No matter how much benefit I get from some of my Twitter interactions (which requires wading through a lot of noise and spiritually-damaging "content"), I similarly worry about the price I pay for the occasional nuggets. 1/
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I think the key to ensuring online life doesn't interfere with one's ability to flourish requires that we make a diligent effort to translate the online into embodied projects—helping us build face-to-face "things" that matter in a deeper way. 2/
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