The need for social networking?
Online social networks
(like Myspace / Facebook / StudiVZ and all the others)
are important to you ?
Do you like them ?
Or do you need them ?
Is it a free-time activity ?
Or a "full-time-'next-to-your-ordinary-boring-job'-job" ?
Do they make life easier ?
Or more complex ?
Do you use them for pleasure ?
Or for satisfaction ?
Is it fun ?
Or commitment ?
Do they connect people ?
Or do they keep people away from each other ?
Are all these 300plus persons in your “Friends-List” really people you like / love / would offer everything an honest friendship contents?
Online social networks
(like Myspace / Facebook / StudiVZ and all the others)
are important to you ?
Do you like them ?
Or do you need them ?
Is it a free-time activity ?
Or a "full-time-'next-to-your-ordinary-boring-job'-job" ?
Do they make life easier ?
Or more complex ?
Do you use them for pleasure ?
Or for satisfaction ?
Is it fun ?
Or commitment ?
Do they connect people ?
Or do they keep people away from each other ?
Are all these 300plus persons in your “Friends-List” really people you like / love / would offer everything an honest friendship contents?
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Social networks do not exist in cyberspace.
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They exist in your heart.
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Let's be honest: We are nothing without our friends.
It is the way they look at you, criticize you, hand you a pencil, call you, talk to you, help you, need you, search for presents with you, meet you, greet you, dance with you, read stories to you, tell you right from their heart, lend you a quater, frighten you, cry with you, cook a cup of tea for you, forget your hair blower everytime, drink a beer with you, slag just somebody off, borrow some redecoration-stuff for you from a friend's friend (and so on), hold you, catch your falling, stand by you the way up and down, discuss with you all night long, fight with you, love you. Not the way they answer an e-Mail or write some sweet postings on your pinboard.
.
Let's be honest: We are nothing without our friends.
It is the way they look at you, criticize you, hand you a pencil, call you, talk to you, help you, need you, search for presents with you, meet you, greet you, dance with you, read stories to you, tell you right from their heart, lend you a quater, frighten you, cry with you, cook a cup of tea for you, forget your hair blower everytime, drink a beer with you, slag just somebody off, borrow some redecoration-stuff for you from a friend's friend (and so on), hold you, catch your falling, stand by you the way up and down, discuss with you all night long, fight with you, love you. Not the way they answer an e-Mail or write some sweet postings on your pinboard.
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Don't miss reality.
References:
*inspired by one of my closest friends
("also-'in-fact-existing-in-real-life'-and-'even-appearing-in-my-world'-friends").
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