On an entirely different subject (I'm allowed to do that because this blog is just me being myself in any one of my dominant personalities of the day - dissociative identity disorder, anyone?) I wanted to share a link. Whether you believe in reincarnation or not, I think you will find the personality profiles on this website on the nose for the people in your life. I think i am a 23 - moving from the young soul into the mature soul. I'm not quite there yet, because only an immature soul could be as worried about shallow issues as I was when I was in my twenties. I was insecure about my weight and my glasses and simultaneously convinced that I was GORGEOUS! Looking back is so embarrassing. Anyway, here it is: 35 Steps of Soul Evolution
So, for three months I have been tracking the statistics on the views of my whining blog as opposed to views of my appreciating life blogs. The statistics (77% more views of the whining blog) make it clear that my readers are far more interested in those times when I wallow in self-pity. I get that. I'm the same way. I find generally negative stuff more entertaining. I guess most people do. After all, I didn't make Dexter a hit all by myself. When you look at entertainment in general, it's all about dramatic problems and human beings' efforts to solve them. English teachers require us to write conflict into our stories. Of course it make sense. Conflict and resolve, one way or another is interesting. Happy, grateful, unicorns and rainbows are not so interesting unless there's an evil entity out there drinking unicorn blood. (And if you didn't get that reference, you're too cool for me).
On an entirely different subject (I'm allowed to do that because this blog is just me being myself in any one of my dominant personalities of the day - dissociative identity disorder, anyone?) I wanted to share a link. Whether you believe in reincarnation or not, I think you will find the personality profiles on this website on the nose for the people in your life. I think i am a 23 - moving from the young soul into the mature soul. I'm not quite there yet, because only an immature soul could be as worried about shallow issues as I was when I was in my twenties. I was insecure about my weight and my glasses and simultaneously convinced that I was GORGEOUS! Looking back is so embarrassing. Anyway, here it is: 35 Steps of Soul Evolution
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