We are offering ourselves up to being brutally, clinically defined by a number.
Number of views. Number of comments. Number of likes.
These numbers have moved in to govern our confidence, craft our stance, decide how comfortable we feel within ourselves.
These numbers, these addictive, simple, blatant numbers have gained access to our empowerment, they have the ability to create surges of ego or provoke the deflation of dissatisfaction, the horrible warping of self-belief.
We have given them this power. We have nurtured and then spurred on this culture of judgement.
It takes such energy, such momentum to push away the forces which are relentlessly roaring in your ears.
Yet. In the end. It really is the unashamed, the raw releases and expression of human nature which are the most powerful, the most resounding.
There have been moments when I have doubted myself severely. I really wondered whether I should keep putting myself out here on the internet with my writing, because my visions for it weren't hurriedly succeeding. Yet, I was quickly shown that me writing my thoughts like this does not stop- it cannot be blocked by the negative opinions of others or the lack of enthusiasm from those around me. I have carried on. On, and on. Such things penetrate resistance, and we do come to see that this resistance stemming from social media is so utterly weak compared to our own relentless, burning determination. It should not, and it will not, discourage us from doing exactly what we feel we are here to do.
Alexandra Shaw x