The Blogosphere is full of spaces where Ignorance has followers and vulgarity sets the trend. Of blogs written in a pitiful way, presenting texts cobbled together without feeling, rhythm, or expressiveness as "poems." Of blogs crowded with "stories" written to bore us to tears. Of blogs where personal reflections are copy-pasted from others’ personal liberties. Of blogs for which the unsettling existence of Artificial Intelligence poses no threat, since in them intelligence is depicted in the distance and artifice appears on its frontispiece.
Neither
is this blog is artificial, nor does this writer practice artifice. This
blog—under any of the titles it has had in its almost 18 years of continuous
creative activity—is a work of resistance, not an exercise in resilience: I am
stubborn, so I don't adapt, I persist. And the persistence of this space is due
to the fact that you give it space in your life, kind reader.
Thanks!
