Brilliant summing up the scrooge of Facebook under “Fear of Missing Out” Aquarius as the lower vibration of Saturn in the sign. This Aquarian left Facebook as directed by a Quantum I Ching Performance Experiment over the Saturn/Sun conjunction on my birthday …and it changed my life! The results were published in the Journal of Recent Advances in Physics: https://wireilla.com/physics/ijrap/abstract/10321ijrap02.html
I have a Facebook account but never use it, except for certain businesses that have it as their website, even though it really doesn't give you a lot of critical information about the business.
That said, the most disturbing thing to me is that when you die, there is no way to remove your page. I found this out when looking for a former high school classmate. He'd been dead for 8 years, but there is no indication, just a blank page with a postage-size photo that you can't even enlarge. I had to Google his name to find an obituary in a local newspaper.
So, what's wrong with that? People die and have Wikipedia pages. Yea, but ONLY if you're worth mentioning by some metric.
A Facebook page after you're dead is like a gravestone with no information. Imagine going to a cemetery full of gravestones with just names, no dates, no epitaph. The only indication of how long ago a person died would be the amount of moss and lichen accumulated.
Dumping FB is a reclamation of humanity. Since not allowing even a peek since Feb/March, I have felt my interior self knit itself back together. It honestly gives me a feeling of nausea to think about even looking - not only because I'm committed to keeping these two eyeballs away from their bottom line, but also because it literally makes me (and, I would argue, everyone) feel like shit. The fact that we are habituated/addicted to feeling like shit is a catastrophe, but also really shows how much potentiality there is to reinflate our dessicated psyches if we so choose.
Stupendous, I read with bated breath. And everything everyone says here in the comments is top notch as well. Have been feeling this in the core for too long, whilst still remaining connected there, albeit in a disconnected way. Thank you. I mean, this imperative could not have been more perfectly stated. Sweating...
Brilliant summing up the scrooge of Facebook under “Fear of Missing Out” Aquarius as the lower vibration of Saturn in the sign. This Aquarian left Facebook as directed by a Quantum I Ching Performance Experiment over the Saturn/Sun conjunction on my birthday …and it changed my life! The results were published in the Journal of Recent Advances in Physics: https://wireilla.com/physics/ijrap/abstract/10321ijrap02.html
Brilliant. Bravo Frederick, bravo.
I have a Facebook account but never use it, except for certain businesses that have it as their website, even though it really doesn't give you a lot of critical information about the business.
That said, the most disturbing thing to me is that when you die, there is no way to remove your page. I found this out when looking for a former high school classmate. He'd been dead for 8 years, but there is no indication, just a blank page with a postage-size photo that you can't even enlarge. I had to Google his name to find an obituary in a local newspaper.
So, what's wrong with that? People die and have Wikipedia pages. Yea, but ONLY if you're worth mentioning by some metric.
A Facebook page after you're dead is like a gravestone with no information. Imagine going to a cemetery full of gravestones with just names, no dates, no epitaph. The only indication of how long ago a person died would be the amount of moss and lichen accumulated.
Your use of FB functionality to remove thyself is entirely brilliant!
Way to go Freddie!! Can you send me link so I can…
Dumping FB is a reclamation of humanity. Since not allowing even a peek since Feb/March, I have felt my interior self knit itself back together. It honestly gives me a feeling of nausea to think about even looking - not only because I'm committed to keeping these two eyeballs away from their bottom line, but also because it literally makes me (and, I would argue, everyone) feel like shit. The fact that we are habituated/addicted to feeling like shit is a catastrophe, but also really shows how much potentiality there is to reinflate our dessicated psyches if we so choose.
Perfectly timed offering, Frederick!
Stupendous, I read with bated breath. And everything everyone says here in the comments is top notch as well. Have been feeling this in the core for too long, whilst still remaining connected there, albeit in a disconnected way. Thank you. I mean, this imperative could not have been more perfectly stated. Sweating...