PHOTO: Afloat with Masi.
Last week I disabled my Facebook account. No farewells, no fadeout. No notifications to friends. Just a click and digital suicide.
It feels good.
Lately I've been thinking about what subtracts time. Maybe more accurately, what subtracts time from consciousness. Look away, distracted, and your boat has drifted a bit further downstream. When I did the math on social media, it was easy to let it slip from my fingers, fading toward the depths.
The Facebook 'like' mechanism is supposed to be important for business. Maybe. I predict someday it will be an interesting curiosity in the Internet Museum, occupying placarded wall space alongside Myspace, Google+, LinkedIn and all the other autospammer notifications that shunt to my junk folder. And I do question the wisdom of any business building content into a platform they will never own or control.
I have amazingly beautiful conversations almost constantly, with fascinating people, all around the world: Australia, Japan, Thailand, England, Canada, the US — just to name a few this past week. Personal, meaningful, humorous, well-written, caring, in-depth exchange of thoughts and ideas.
All via email.
Always through this website.
What I've discovered so far, a week away from digital culture is...the noise is subsiding. Guitars become interesting again, without the cork-sniffer-screaming-match online. I can't even describe what it's like to have your profession invade your private life. I guess I know now how it feels to be a dentist or doctor.
So, I'm right here.
Come join me in the present moment, tangible space. Let's plan some travels on the water together. You'll find what you seek under the 'settings' menu, upper right screen.