Tuesday, January 28, 2014
A click of a button
These were never words tied to our youth. Nothing has ever been easier to throw away; disposable clothing, disposable devices of all sizes. What do we do now that emotions are creeping in? We were taught to push a button and everything would reset. Dreaming is what we're doing ... stuck in a mechanical lucid state, where 0s and 1s are the language of our sons, daughters, even some of our mothers, founders, powerful people who don't think they can make mistakes anymore, at the wheel of a most powerful spacecraft, one that saves our memories into an imaginary bank, but not the memory bank you used to call your imagination.
Can our hearts handle this without you?