NCR: the virtual reality - bad aspects 2

From: "fmn" <fmniganmu@ALPHA.LINKSERVE.COM>
To: <CREED-DISCUSS@WINDUPLIST.COM>
Date: Thu
31 May 2001 20:59:03 -0700

Another thought of mine was: What if all of those people who claim to be virtual friends met? Would they really like each other. I mean (as you've already mentioned: electronic communication leaves us blind to the people we're communicating with) getting to know a person by merely reading his/her emails doesn't tell us much about the actual person and his/her character. The text you see infront of your eyes is just a tool for me to let you know what I think and it is a very limited tool. It doesn't bring out the real me - at all. Look around you, and you'll notice how different people are, but look at the email messages - don't they just give you a sense of lost individuality, of digitalisation of people? (of course there are many options as how to compose your message, but compared to the variety of characters they are nothing)
Inspite of what I said before about being amazed with the technologial possibilities of email, sometimes I get the impression that "those" people in the internet are not real. I think that's because you talk to so many different people and then lose contact with them and forget them. It's like you've talked to so many people and nobody really stayed or made an impact in your life - it's like wanting to fill your emptiness with thousands and thousands of people that come and go. And it certainly doesn't fill you - it even leaves you emptier than before. Ok. I know that there are exeptions, that people meet etc. and some friends stay, but still...  these are just my thoughts now, I write them down without much thinking about them.. and I think that my personal situation adds up to all this and why I think what I think..
Please don't misunderstand me here. I don't want to offend anyone. Maybe I even didn't express myself well enough for you to get my points............... ?
I'll reply to the other messages you sent me later. Just wanted to share this first.
Słodkich snów
Ewa
 
Pouring my soul
into empty vessels,
Looking for more
in death-infected places,
Forcing my way
into false beliefs,
Only to find treason
in deceitful dreams.
-Ewa-