Let's go back to the start

[blissmorgan]

A site is closing, moving, changing; with a great wail and gnashing of teeth (or in the case of some uncharitable few, mocking of those who gnash and wail), we lash out in the sea of change in search of new rocks on which to cling. Some offer handholds for more folk yet with greater exposure to the sloshing waves. Others have such dark and secret crannies that it is difficult to be sure who is in there with one, if at all.

But here, perhaps, is one that is both comforting in it's oddly familiar shape and yet new in its particulars, with soft moss to rest in, and conversation from those who are rest nearby. Perhaps it has a spot on which to eagerly cling for balance while slinging a new song out across the waters.

We can call others into a place strange and new, and perhaps we will find that it is home.

Hello, Blisstopia.

Comments

[johncomic]

One of the things I love best about this place is its pace, or rather lack thereof. All the other social media out there feel to me like rapids sweeping you toward the falls. There's so much going on every minute, with this expectation that you have to BE there every minute and keep up. Being here feels like reading editorial essays in a good newspaper, as opposed to watching cable news. #HopeThatMadeSense

[blissmorgan]

That absolutely makes sense, and the more time I am spending here this week the more I am realizing that this is something that I have been craving - a place with a sense of thoughtful care in both the reading and the writing. One is not screaming to be heard in a crowd of thousands, but rather talking among friends in a place that may have overall many folks, but this particular room is folks who are known, and one may wander in and out to meet a few new folks but nonetheless needn't be all Barbaric Yawp at every opportunity just for validation of existence.