What if everything that you've read and seen on the Internet was false?
Wouldn't that turn your world upside down?
How many times have you mentioned to a "disconnected" person that
"______ is true because I've seen it on the Internet."
It's true because _________ said it. It's true because _________ is a part of this large media corporation or is an independent writer or an authoritative voice or _____________.
That's why it must be true.
Never before have we been engulfed with information faux or real, in such a scale that we bite at the information that we'd like to believe.
Anybody believes what they want to believe, regardless of cognitive affiliation, background or susceptibility. That is the problem with perception. It is only skin deep.
Take note however, that the skin is the part of the body that is the most sensitive and prone to intense pain. So skin deep in false information can still bite.
Society places a high premium on "acceptable uniqueness". The term would've been solely "uniqueness", but there are forms of uniqueness that are not acceptable.
Social convention precludes us from say, prancing around the streets naked while crying. The way that we've been brought up starts from our childhood when our parents taught us what is acceptable or not.
Later on, we develop our own sense of guidelines and evolve these basic values which have thence formed our core foundations.
The most striking factor when it comes to uniqueness that brings success, monetary or socially, is uniqueness that is good.
Uniqueness That is Good
The Good Samaritan is an example of going beyond the status quo in a good way by being different. The parable goes to describe a hapless individual who is robbed, stripped and beaten on a highway. The status quo is enforced by the Priest and a Levite who both refused to help the man. Both of which are products of the social construct…
Looking for other people who could pay you to blog is extremely easy. The difficult part is in getting paid and then getting the cold hard cash to your bank account.
To be sure, you will jump through several hoops and navigate through the complicated world of online banking and transactions. You must be very excited by now, but before you start your blogging endeavor *REALLY pay attention to this - I'm serious.
It was a day saver for this freelance writer because I didn't find a job yesterday and it somehow filled in the gap for the temporary unemployment.
Pros: GoodBlogs.com paid me in less than 24 hours via Paypal after my very first post was voted upThe community there looks thriving and are really made of genuine bloggers who write with a passion.It's NOT one of those get paid to blog platforms with endless articles on "how to brush your teeth", "how to comb your hair" and "how to get out of debt even if you are unemployed and broke". Real people, real thoughts, real blogs.Cons You can't turn it into a day job. There's no guarantee that you're going to be voted up. I don't see the revenue source of the platform. All in all, Goodblogs.com is a refreshing take in the world of getting paid to blog. Trust me, I've seen plenty.
The premise is simple, you write well, you get voted up…
Opportunities are around you, you're just too fearful in taking them.
In a society where we've been bludgeoned and made to feel like we are inferior (hello there little brown brother...)
The mantra of life seems to be like,
"You're not qualified - so don't try...." I've seen it several times, I've felt it countless times, the only thing that has kept me going is a strong desire, a passionate goal - an end game. Basketball I was nerdy when I was in grade school and high school. I wasn't really smart - just awkward with large spectacles. But I wanted to play basketball. My vision was blurry to the point that I would not recognize you, if you were standing two feet away. The basketball ring was invisible. The only thing that I could see is the basketball board and the square in the middle. To cut a long story short, I had no hope of entering the PBA, much more the NBA. But I didn't care. I practiced when I was sick, I trained myself to the point th…