confess it all

oh i am glad i haven't become one of the now millions of people asking you to follow my blog,
it creeps me out how much all these people want everyone to see what's in their head.
i keep mine safe, no one can read you my dear.
what's the point of these things anyway?
i use mine to dislodge thoughts and feelings,
but i'd never make it public.
too private.
my own inner workings are for very few peoples eyes, hearts or heads.
too hard to figure out, too simple to study.

i'm not saying that all you people out there promoting your blogger are bad or anything,
i'm simply stating i do not understand nor wish too.

you've got to admit, all the 'follow my blog' or 'read my blog' bulletins are getting old.
another fad adopted by the myspace population.
i want to know who in heck decided to create one first.
the first person i know of was judd, to promote his 'religious' outlook.
whatever floats your boat.
i'm not right and you're not wrong.

another pointless post from the inner most parts of my brain to the tips of my fingers.