Looking at my last post before the Covid-19 lock-down, I remember my foray into intermittent fasting. Let me just say, it didn’t work. I didn’t lose any weight, I not only didn’t gain focus in other aspects of my behavior, but I found myself thinking about food all the time. So, yeah, forget that.
I feel like Winston, the character in George Orwell’s prophetic novel 1984. I have found that, beginning with the lock-down I have become addicted to the internet—searching for helpful information but all I’ve found newspeak and confusion—, and later, all the riots, the tearing down of statues, and all the confusion. News outlets can’t be trusted to provide unbiased reporting—none of them. I wanted to understand about BLM and found there is a BIG difference between the sentiment and the organization but most people think they are one and the same. (Check out their mission statement on their website, if you don’t believe me). some guides in a handful of conservative Blacks on Youtube. But, the more time I spend on news, social media and Youtube, the more anxious I become and the less sleep I get. There is so much hate and fear everywhere I turn.
Just a few days ago, while surfing the Youtube, I found an interview between Matt Fradd and Dave Rubin, where they were both about to embark on this media fast. I said to myself, “Self, this is what you’re going to do!”
So, FOR THE ENTIRE MONTH OF AUGUST, I suspended my newspaper subscription, deleted Candy Crush Soda and all my games, notified all my friends on Facebook I will not be posting nor checking my feed, and unplugged the television. No news, no rumors, no Likes, no smart phone.. I can’t get away from my emails, but I’m limiting myself to only checking my inbox twice a day, and deleting everything that is not immediate and personal without reading them.. We will see how this goes, being unhooked from the Matrix.
What am I hoping for? An increase in faith in God, a more sure hope that God is in charge, and a greater capacity for charity towards those I disagree with. I am also hoping that, with fewer distractions, I can finish the first draft of my second book, The Sorrowful Mysteries of Rosemarie.
You may notice that, just in posting this journal, I am breaking my own rules. Nay, this is for my own edification. Perhaps it may help someone else, but I won’t know about it because I am allowing No Comments. So, here we go—30 days and counting.
