Okay, so this is my first post here.
The following is a culmination of The Dark Knight Trilogy for me, using Facebook references.
A young man moved from his parents home
into a new apartment of his own and
went to the lobby to put his name on his mailbox.
This man here was aimless with
no sense of direction in his life.
He returned to his apartment and switched on his computer.
He logged into Facebook and scanned
through his Newsfeed.
At the same time he was also surfing some sites offering free jokes in a different tab.
He chanced upon a joke that he thought was hilarious.
So he copied it and pasted it in a group
of his close friends hoping for some
acknowledgement of his efforts at finding the joke.
But little attention was paid to this particular post.
This young man, the 'author' of the post had posted and fallen.
At this point the author should have asked himself: "Why do we post and fall?"
And he would have found his answer: "So that we can learn to pick ourselves up and post again".
It is not the content of the post, but the intention with which it was posted that defines it.
The post must become more than a post in the mind of the reader.
It must become a symbol, an idea.
Theatricality and deception are powerful agents in this regard.
So what must one do when one encounters
such a post.
Should one just blindly "Like" it? Because "Like"-ing a post is like gravity, all you need is a little push
of a button.
But no, one must not just blindly "Like" it.
Because some posts aren't looking for anything logical,like "Share"s and "Like"s.
They cannot be edited, deleted, reported or commented on. Some posts just want to make your insides turn.
Do these posts mean they have no limits, that their content can be anything?
No, one day these posts will find that they do have limits and some smart ass would then comment on them "I told you so".
But when that day comes, even that particular smart ass would not want to.
The authors of such posts might think that they have given the post everything , that they do not owe the post anymore.
But listen closely a deep voice in your head will say, "Not everything, Not yet".
The authors of these posts must also be watchful of the length of the posts.
They seem longer when written in a column.
For such posts a storm of comments is coming. When it hits the authors are going to wonder how they could write so large and leave so little space for the rest of the comments.
So what happened at the end of the story of the young man in his apartment.
His friends in the group that he posted in went ahead and liked the post.
They knew it was a post they deserved but not one they needed right now.
Either a post is deleted immediately or lives long enough to be shared by the same person twice.
His friends liked the post because they knew sometimes people need to have their faith rewarded , because sometimes the truth is not good enough.
That particular post was not just a post, it was a silent symbol of what such posts mean...a watchful guardian against similar posts...
A DARK POST