upon being called a forum addict

the goblin really didn't know what a "forum addict" was, though it was true that he was across many forums by now, if only because he needed those forums since they allowed him to run his mind on a deeper on-line level than his shallow financially concerned dailylife would ever permit, where the question remained never changed it was "what in my life is worth posting", whereupon the goblin repeated "...yes, either I could post to a blog receiving minimal feedback as seen, or I could chat in a chat room where that leaves no record whatsoever, so no then, my compromise here is this posting spontaneously across threads while storing anything that I feel meets the mark backstage elsewhere, that's all but it works well for me...", yet somehow, in explaining it all over again the goblin felt his age weigh down upon him, though soon he would bounce back with another post he knew, where eternal youth was simply this being here while not taking form here, where one's personal details only aged one under their weight, so instead he gave himself no details whatsoever and never changed by it