Maybe it just didn’t seem to be as fulfilling without your imaginary friend, but the fellow sure was a good listener. He agreed with everything you decided, he brought up things that you might not yourself have thought of, and he was quick with ready suggestions that prevented all kinds of problems.
There were just matters that needed to be talked through, and the others weren’t really familiar with the notion or just how formidably commanding your friend felt about it. It was such a vivid feat of the imagination that it had a kind of form to it where it fed back everything you put in.
That was childhood. As the years passed and adolescence went to the sincere young man, he saw less and less of his fanciful companion. He hadn’t learned nearly so much now like yourself, what with the weeks and weeks and months and years of school, where the education was dull in comparison with the empty yard and the imaginary friend among the trees.
Holding model spaceships with a balled hand and indicating the stretch of the domestic yard around the house could take you from here, inspired by George Lucas’ famed films. I favoured the Rebel Alliance.
My concept of life after the Star Wars films galaxies reduced fewer resources, got myself and others out in the yard the same way when the other empty, pithy children were game. It was always after the events of Episode VI for me, never previous to the destruction of the second Death Star and the corporeal Emperor, settled for good until, incongruently, 2019’s The Rise of Skywalker.
At the point when I took a gander at the shores of Lake Erie, the lake took Princess Leia in her practical white Cloud City clothing that Lando thought to allow her to wear. She no longer tore such a beautiful image. Like Anakin said about his disgust for sand in the Star Wars films of the prequel trilogy… It’s coarse and rough and irritating and it gets everywhere. Her dignity. You’re free to like, follow, and additionally buy-in. It’s February tomorrow!
While not spending much time on social media, there are days when I enjoy watching YouTube videos from the channel called The Quartering, that are usually over ten minutes long each and which seem to be pretty successful for the content creator doing that channel, whose name is Jeremy. Some of his insights into what it’s like it being a successful YouTube are interesting for me. Despite an almost-total detox from YouTube I did for the entire month of February, I found some pleasure once again in experiencing videos done on channels I often watch.
The Quartering’s Jeremy gets outspoken about his bad experiences on YouTube, and yesterday he actually said over on Twitter that he’s done with struggling with the 280-character social media platform.
I enjoy many videos from The Quartering and I wasn’t aware until now that Jeremy of The Quartering was having a problem on Twitter. I haven’t had similar experiences with tweeting that have left me sour, I enjoy it.
IT is managing the utilization of PCs and broadcast communications to recover and store and transmit data. Two months ago my mom showed off to me that the National Post contained a spread about TikTok, the social network for teens and twenty-somethings to post rapid-fire videos typically fifteen second long, often fairly big-budget affairs of professional dancers busting moves.
It seems to me now that ordinary users love TikTok for the freedom to show off their edits, whether true. I tend to suspect that the young take for granted, often enough, anyway, the same tools with which they have been shown how to use and for who it is second nature. That stuff is noteworthy.
On YouTube, The Quartering is a built-up channel that finds news media about gaming. It was with a lot of satisfaction, the other day, that The Quartering presented, with his usual aplomb, the news that PewDiePie commenced the decision to end his channel, subscribed to by ten million users. Pretty astounding.
Over ten years, PewDiePie became simply a significant player. I am certain PewDiePie endeavoured to find the right pace while displaying a level of beauty that elegantly flaunted insight. He liked to emphasize some of the best of meme culture on the Internet.
Nowadays, on TikTok, young people are using Lego to indicate “kid,” or, “Trekkie,” but most likely, “kid,” in the phenomenon. For me, it’s a good indicator to move off, in a lot of cases, or rather not to click “like,” because of the Lego picture the TikTokker is showing off with. I get disappointed by the weight Star Wars has.
While extremely strong on YouTube, I don’t see as many good edits of the sequel trilogy of Star Wars compared to other popular material. On TikTok, I may be looking away so often that I am not seeing the best edits, but I don’t understand metrics on TikTok, other than that there are likes on relevant videos. I think it is an enormous co-mingling of the best and the brightest.
I see huge amounts of cooperative TikTok and I see happiness and fulfilled videographers posting their two cents. I see negative sources on the Internet, but I try to maintain an unbiased perspective, as opposed to getting radicalized, as happens some of the time, about issues around which Internet clients typically assemble.
Don’t disregard taking a look, on the off chance that you are difficult to please. You could find yourself awed. Besides, you’re free here on WordPress to comment and also follow 🙂 I guess I prefer words, of a nature that a computer keyboard does indeed capitulate, but there is a lot of creativity on social media.
I started telephone sales work in the 2000s, but after the economy crashed, I started spinning my wheels. My family got involved when my dad, who during his career with the municipality managed a cemetery for many years, was able to swing a deal when he learned of a little cemetery that required better operations, in his opinion.
Thanks to blogger Ruined for Life: Phoenix Edition, I learned tonight that Xinfu Mama has come up with a weekly blog challenge launched each Friday morning. You can discover Ruined for Life’s post here:
This morning, the challenge is Pull Up a Seat, meaning a post with a photograph of spots one sits or may sit, or sitting. It is clever, it intrigues me.
Three days prior I discovered craftsmanship about sitting and set it aside. I transferred it to TikTok and put it in a slideshow.
The art is computer art, that shows a seated bearded man, meditating, with a cat as his companion. The cat might be sunning herself. Behind him is where he lives, and a rabbit is taking a gander at the scene.
There is likewise a little canine and a fish. Out yonder, a bear is peering into a tree. The sky is streaked with shades of blue and green and taupe.
Although I’m not as old as the man who is meditating, I was pretending that the man was me. I am sure that he is a monk, although he may not be; many people meditate. He must be a peaceful man, as his animal companions are bringing him joy, and the house where he lives looks charming.
I like the size of the artist’s paintbrush, taking into consideration that the artist could have made the scene with a computer paint program. The strokes are easy to interpret, as the objects, animals, nature and the monk himself without any trouble on the part of the viewer to guess what is showing.
The seat itself, which is the theme of Xinfu Mama’s challenge, is a stone bench in the middle of a winding road about the pond. I assume that the whole bequest has a place with the priest.
Toward the end of the year 2004, when I was twenty-seven, and sort of in the routine of a day-to-day lifestyle that worked for me, I happened to find myself listening to a public speaker who was talking about someone I took to be the famous philosopher of relationships, writer John Gray. The man proposing Gray’s books appeared certain about his suggestion.
That year, a lady with who I was likely getting a charge out of a sorry excuse for a tease, had quite recently given me Gray’s blockbuster, Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus. If you’re sensitive, you’ll have experienced coincidences of that same sum and substance. I chose to peruse Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus, and I enjoyed it enough to get intrigued to discover what else Gray had.
At our library, I found Gray’s first book, What You Feel, You Can Heal. I saw John Gray wrote about surviving homelessness when he was in the springtime of life. He talked with individuals he met en route, asking himself what was genuinely upsetting these individuals. I know everyone has a hard road to walk, but I understand Gray thought he might be able to light the way for those struggling.
Gray thought of life experiences that he felt are universally true. He wrote in What You Feel, You Can Heal that when people reach their mid-thirties, it is time for them to get down to raising a dependent, whether an animal or a person. And come the age of 42, individuals are ready to experience what it’s like to be part of a community, people together more than the sum of their parts.
I was reading my favourite blog last night, the title Beauty Beyond Bones, and I saw she wrote she was just so tired of men who wouldn’t grow up. It didn’t sound like she was having the most splendid time at the moment. I am grateful to the Beauty Beyond Bones blog for its inspiration.
She only asks for a couple of dollars a month, and she draws on the resources she finds, for the purpose of ministry. She deserves the shout-out.
Far fewer than her, I have two hundred and fifty subscribers, and I don’t know if anyone among those will be available to offer her additional support, but I like reading her blog on Monday and Thursday evenings. She also does a Wednesday evening post, where she shares recipes, but I’m not such a talented kitchen hand.
Incongruously, I’ve got an interest in Star Wars. I like cinema, I think Star Wars is absorbing, but it crossed my mind that it might not be the kind of priority that’s too impressive for someone of my level.
I’ve written in my blog a bit about Disney, and about Star Wars, taking inspiration from others who find threads of that kind usable. and I’ve devoted time to experiencing Lucasfilm and their “Star Wars.” Maybe I should have slowed down how many times I turned the focus of my blog back to Star Wars, but, on the whole, I don’t think it changed the overall definition of the blog I’ve done. I enjoyed most aspects of the task–my dear mother reading my thoughts on the Star Wars movies, told me I must be an expert!
On the subject of Beauty Beyond Bones, last night that blog cast back what it’s like going into the 2020s. The author’s a beautiful young lady and I understand why a lot of men might not interest her. Her blog has forty-five thousand subscribers, and of course, she doesn’t need to be concerned unduly with undeserving men.
I like reading her because she’s Catholic, and she lives in the Big Apple, and she has a fantastic amount of charm with which to counter other bloggers who are interested in the conversation. But removing blogs from the equation, I thought of providence, you might say, and I wondered if there was a method I could use to satisfy that need for a community.
Maybe I should go back to reading something that addresses the matter, probably not John Gray any longer, but something that is geared to helping grown-ups get better. I don’t have a straight-up answer to the question, but even starting to reflect on this reminds me that I could ask something about it on Quora, for example, and see if I have the good fortune to attract a sensible response. I would like to change, in light of the number of years I’m racking up, but I do need a strategy to get there (somewhere better, ostensibly).
I usually make a go of Monday’s motivation, the trend. I like YouTube videos about motivation or strategies to make life improvements. Even better, when Monday evening arrives, the Beauty Beyond Bones blog goes live. It is a superb discussion.
Of course, it’s not 2004 anymore, or 1994, for that matter, but sound advice is always agreeable, of course. I am sure it is a positive investment for the time it takes to enjoy it.
I hope that 2020 will be filled with the right opportunity for you. You’re welcome to like, to follow and or/to comment. Do take care and may there be many happy tidings.
J. Clement, Sep 4, 2019 One of the defining phenomena of the present times reshaping the world as we know it, is the worldwide accessibility to the internet. The lovechild of the World Wide Web is social media, which comes in many forms, including blogs, forums, business networks, photo-sharing platforms, social gaming, microblogs, chat apps, and last but not least social networks. In 2019, the global social penetration rate reached 45 percent, with East Asia and North America both having the highest penetration rate at 70 percent, followed by Northern Europe at 67 percent.
I never like guarantees that web-based efficacy is a losing strategy. No, I don’t mean Marvel’s web-slinging hero, I mean laments that the Internet will fade away, with history.
I am part of my father’s business. It isn’t modern showcasing. We have a Facebook page with a few dozen individuals. You can find Maple Lawn Cemetery on Facebook here: http://bitly.ws/7xKe
As luck would have it, my mom sent me an email this week with a connection to TikTok, which my sister and her significant other had got on. I hadn’t known both of them were utilizing TikTok. My sister and her husband live in England;I figured she would like it that I pursued her on TikTok.
I do worry about privacy, which everybody should worry about, but it was clear from the first few videos I enjoyed that a new door had opened. Could you call it the grassroots of the Internet? I don’t know that is an exact description, yet that is the sort of impression I got from my first experiences with the app.
The real threat to western democracy isn’t Russia, Facebook or Cambridge Analytica. It’s us. Because so-called “cyber meddling” only works if a nation’s population has zero media literacy skills. 😮 No one is “hijacking” our democracy. We’d already abandoned it.
Remember when Cambridge Analytica was implicated in shady election returns in the race for the US Presidency? Facebook accounts affected by Cambridge Analytica, the firm entrusted, were accused of enacting a naughty political plan. When this came to light, it was a gigantic scandal.
Both a hit to the public impression of Facebook’s reliability and the validity of Donald Trump’s administration, I wonder today what was going on with TikTok four years ago. It jumped out at me to check it out.
The initial release of TikTok, I read, was in September 2016. TikTok is the Chinese application that was the most downloaded in the US, in October 2018, Wikipedia presently says. —https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/TikTok
Interested users downloaded TikTok more than 104 million times on Apple’s App store during the full first 50% of 2018, as indicated by information given to CNBC by Sensor Tower, situated in San Francisco.
TikTok outperformed Facebook, YouTube, and Instagram to turn into the world’s most downloaded iOS application for that timespan. Live-streaming was no longer the biggest thing going. “The biggest trend in Chinese social media is dying, and another has already taken its place,” CNBC awkwardly said. –Tue, Sep 18 2018
TikTok surpassed Facebook, YouTube and Instagram to become the world’s most downloaded iOS app for that time, Sensor Tower data indicated. The Internet in China is altered, and it’s evident that there’s an issue of whether determined weights are adding to control at TikTok. At the point when you take a gander at the truth that the Cambridge Analytica embarrassment started to require that web-based media be inspected and controlled, it makes sense that TikTok could by and by be under a similar kind or increasingly unavoidable restriction, superficially so that there aren’t issues similar to what happened at Facebook in 2016.
It’s clear that while on the surface TikTok is home to countless videos, it wouldn’t be shocking if governments unrooted censorship issues. I think it would be awful if problems similar to the Cambridge Analytica meddling repeated themselves on TikTok or anywhere else, with such nefarious difficulties leading to the regulation of social media everywhere.
I am sure you know what a meme is, a kind of visual remix on the Internet, where one signifier is translated under a magnifying glass to mean something new and different. Like Inspector Clouseau’s cartoon caricature in the introduction to many of the Pink Panther films, Peter Sellers chasing that elusive cat.
I had thought this year we might make it a norm to pursue goals of unity and brotherhood, while enjoying economic success; I mean a possibility for the same good fortune had social media never taken shape, as on platforms Myspace and Friendster, with a more level playing field. If the decade ahead sees social media get dead and buried, that’s some of the best opportunities on the Internet falling by the wayside.
TikTok has altered my impression of Internet video beginning with a couple of them shot by my sister and her better half.