NOW... you are Talking

They say talking to your self is a sign of madness... I do that by the way, should I be really worried?... no you´re cool... thanks man...
If that is the case (talking and madness, not the other stuff, that was a private conversation) then does that mean that blogging is a sign of madness? really ...who am I talking to?
Could it be that this new internet, media, text based, scrolling, graphically wrapped sensation is just and extension of an age old psychosis (that word should not be allowed to have a correct spelling) which has travelled with mankind from the dawn of its concious existence?
Do people who deny they have a concept of right and wrong spell words in a way that means they are completely and utterly incomprehensible to those who believe in the existence of the devil? Does the need for a basic commonly held grammar system deny the validity of the post-modern project or does it merely make the comment that as soon as words leave the mind of their creator their trajectory and inception by any intended listener is purely at the mercy of said listeners´ philosophical compass and grammatical schooling?
I was given a book for Christmas. This is not a proposition this is a fact, well "this" is actually a direct pronoun, or sometimes an adjective, dependingly, (interestingly, an adverb)... by writing this sentence I have, I am aware, opened the floodgates of pedants who will not be able to sleep before given the concise and correct answer... shame... but then that´s preposition so don´t be stupid.
This book is made up just of questions... it´s fun, but interestingly enough in this either random or planned universe in which we live, the book was not the inspiration for this writing
Something I don´t like about blogging already is that is makes you have to say something when you have nothing to say... as a friend of mine said once (Wednesday in fact) "boring people talking about their boring lives..."
Maybe it´s blogging or maybe it´s my housemate Dan... it all comes back to that, every other day, a rod made for the back of the blogger, every other day... perhaps there are other forces at work here...
anyway... blogging, it is official, it makes you talk to your self,
when silence would be preferable.
Peace....
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