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SHARING AIN'T CARING

"You need to post more"
"Where are all of your videos"
"People like to see, not read"
"You need to step outside of your comfort zone"

I get it. We live in a generation where most of us have the attention span of a two year old. Who wants to sit there and read four paragraphs of a blog? Who wants to read a paragraph of a status on Facebook? Hell, I don't know too many people who are still willing to sit on the phone for an hour and have a real conversation. What a time to be alive. It's hard being an artist or even a person these days, when you're not really a product of your generation. Let me explain to ya'll what I mean by that. Sit down, I won't keep you long.

Let me just say, I get a lot of my "news" from social media just as much as the next person. However, I don't feel the need to comment or post about all of that news. I mean, half of the time, it's not even true. 

The problem is, society has made us think that if we're not sharing, we're not caring. So here we are under all of this pressure, trying to find the words to say, the right thing to post, when we're actually speechless. And that's perfectly fine. It's okay to be speechless. It's also okay to just sit around your house talking to your friends, family or yourself about those issues. But hell, they probably tired of listening to you too.

It gets corny. Too many times, we've seen folks making a fool of themselves or someone else while trying to be funny, inspirational, or go viral  while trying to become the next internet sensation.

Listen, I am all for using the resources that you have to express yourself and your art but dang, let it be organic. If you're not feeling funny don't force a funny video. If you don't have the words to say right now, wait until you do. If you can't get the right angle on the booty pic, wait until you get a real photographer. 

Do it for the art, from the heart. Forget the likes. 

Look, the moral of the story is, "Dayum, get off my back". We get it. A lot of things NEED to be talked about, NEED to be seen and NEED to be heard or read. We also understand that these days, some of the best ways to reach those needs is via the internet. But let folks express it how and when they feel is appropriate for them. That's all I'm saying. 

As folks would say back in the day, "Take a chill pill"

See y'all in 2017.

Peace

-BRIT

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