CyberDayze

CyberDayze 

CyberDayze 

CyberDayze 

Tooling around in my email 'Sent' folder, once again, I stumbled across this one, and, once again, asked myself, "I wrote THAT???"

It was then that I decided that it would to be today's subject matter of, 'What should I blog/tweet/post about today?'

So.

Here goes:

To: ? [wouldntyaLOVEtoknow]

Subject: OK! OK! I GIVE 

...IN!!!!! 

'They' want to WRITE!! [andTheyALWAYSgetwhatTheywant]

[sigh]

So. 'They' have decided to write. To You. 

[sighwhatIgothroughforgodssakealready]

Coming to end of day two??-a sleepless forty eight hours-nonstop- in Intangible and still nary a hint of reprieve in sight. [sigh]

Well, now. I had a wake-up call on my ever increasing email problem-I need to delete SENT's as WELL. Hundreds?? I dunno. AND. I deliberately have NOT deleted any of the many MANY surprising, amusing, interesting, odd, shocking, shouldIbeworried??, funny, perplexing, confusing, and whatthehell?? emails that have come out of the blue because:

The 'Words'. 'They'have already been busybusybusy, doing what 'They' ALWAYS DO whenever 'They' are around...

I 'feel' 'Them'. 'They' are:

Writing. In my head. Formulating thoughts. Putting choice words together. Constantly pushing around punctuation marks-here, there-NO!-try over there...whataboutthat paragraph? It's just too...LENGTHY. TheyHATEpagespackedfulloftexttextandmoretext-toodificulttoreadcanthavethatTheyWANTTOBEHEARD]

[sigh] 

Welcome to my brain. Does the above rambling lend ANY light on how those pesky pesky 'Words' torment me???

And then. 'They' take over.

'They' WRITE. And when 'They' do, 'They'-somehow-block my memory of 'Their' activity. I lose all track of time. 'They' don't stop until everything is to 'Their'complete satisfaction.

wouldyaSTOPmovingthatdamncommaaround!! It's FINE! right where it's at!! Did 'They' see a SPELLING ERROR? 

Do you get my point? And then...'They' are gone. And I have this odd and strangely interesting document that I read, and re-read and read-again. And again-did 'I' write THAT??? HOLY SHIT, I'M GOOD! -ALWAYS-flits through my brain. 

And-never-can I quite explain it. How did this come to be? I never know. I gave up pondering it-fruitlessly-long long ago. No use in it. And I 

faced the truth-I am merely 'Their' messenger.

[sigh]

Back to those saved emails. 'They' have a plan for them, and 'They' have been stirring with restlessness. 

But. 

'They' have left me very busy- dealing with 'Their' last project. And 'They' are adamant on what 'They' expect. I do my best to comply.

CyberDayze:The Ride. 'They' seem to be content with that label for 'Their' new 'Work' that 'They' have in mind.

Anyway. It's time to get the cobwebs off of the BBA, pull it out of the depths of that busybusybrain and address the going concern entity named CyberDayze LLC as- just that. It's business. It's Business Time.

So. It was decided. Out with my 'spam here a little bit, maybe there-no, 'I'll stop eventually' antics and stay with what I have been doing-every day, seven days a week. Blogging. Researching all those 'how-to, how-to, how-to's. Tweet. Retweet. Ask. Ask. Ask. WORK. Cyberdayze is officially a Going  Concern Entity. So. Let's treat it as such. 

The Plan? Ghost Writing services for all those who have their own cyber story to tell. I'm certain there will be. After they read the likes of CyberDayze.

And 'They' are itching to write. 

Lengthy emails sent are A1 Indicators that 'They' are lurking-Again. I've said these very words about "Them' for years and years. You probably think I'm crazy. [Iam]

I recognized that the entity commonly known as  ' CyberDayze' ,  as a Going Concern, has reached the point in growth at which its  workload demand  can no longer be managed by one -inexperienced-person. And a half. Lol. BTW-I updated M's Profile with: "Pouty. Self-Centered.. Demanding. And, still you come back for more..."  I'm so SPOT ON. ('m' is one who has helped me with promoting CyberDayze)

 I am thoroughly exhausted. I had NO IDEA that it would be THIS much WORK to promote a product in the WorldWideWeb. I am a greenhorn in the marketing CyberWorld, and have been 'winging it' all along the way. I also have no idea if I'm doing things right-or wrong. But I'm glad I made the decision to find a 'parttimer' to manage electronic clerical work-DAILY RETWEETING [yaaaayyyyyyy!!!!!!] deleting email and other worthless data, DM maintenance (private messages in Twitter) and the like. This will free me up to do my job of creating daily  Content to  tweet, post and blog-in this never ending work of -TRYING TO BE HEARD-in that vast, www. 'The Words" are officially in 'Hog Heaven'. 'They' get to do more of the ONLY thing 'They' demand to do-write. And. 'They' have already started 'Their' newest project. So. 'They' are extremely excited. I argue with 'Them' that I am still busy working on 'Their' current work-in-progress. GG 'They' demand so much from me. You must think I am crazy. [Iam]

There 'They' go again-trying to take control so 'They' can writewritewrite. [sigh]

'The Battle Of Send' is next up on the agenda. I most always win that one, to 'Their' dismay. My Draft Folder is called  'The Words Cemetery'-which consists of tomes of email that 'They' tried to pursue me to 'send'. And lost. I avoid that folder: the few times that I actually opened some and read them-I had NO RECOLLECTION whatsoever of writing ANY of them. But. "DAMN! I wrote THAT??? Brilliant!!!" has come to mind more than several times. BUT. It may be all smoke and mirrors, with this crazy brain of mine, and everything written is actually-well-CRAZY. . You must think I am crazy. [Iam]

Look at that-you email seven words, 'They' immediately [ALWAYS] respond back-with seventy million. It's the sameoldsonganddance in this always ongoing, endless lifelong wrestling match I have with 'Them'. I just hope that 'Their' work is not interpreted as-well-CRAZY. CyberDayze will soon answer that question,  I assume. I have had zero reader feedback-so I know nothing. BUT. I have had several new men tweeting me long, dark, poetry proclaiming 'we were meant to be' sort of stuff. Weird. [doIneedtobeonthelookoutformurderers???hmm] Still. I brace myself for the worst. Just to be safe. I'm a Realist, you see.  BUT. Just between you and me-I suspect-it might be-well-BRILLIANT. You must think I am crazy. [Iam]

GD

#CyberDayze.

CyberDayze.com.

Amazon.com.

Facebook.com/CyberDayze/

CyberDayze@gmail.com

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So.

Welcome to a glimpse of A Day In The Life of living In MY brain, folks, forever wrestling with those pesky pesky 'Words'.

And.

You HAVE to read the finished-current Work of 'The Words'-named...CyberDayze. 'It has a Message that WANTS to be heard'. And it's an important one, at that.

CyberDayze.com

And the 'Shop Now' Tab in the CyberDayze Facebook Pages.

You must think I'm crazy. [Iam]