What would we do without our computers?
I want just one weekend FREE of all gadgets, computers and phones.
Just one weekend, Gods and Angels that be. No computers. No tablets. No cell phones. Ereaders that cannot get online. Period.
Yesterday I cartoonized my profile photo on Facebook just for the fun of it.
A man (person, woman, we’ll never know for sure) wrote to me telling me how beautiful I am and how much he wants to get to know more about me and could I please send him my email address so that we can continue to get to know one another.
I was a CARTOON bobblyhead thingy! Just like Rob Ford (without all the drugs and bad choices he keeps saying he moved on from – what about everyone else – collective mind wipe? Could work. But I doubt it).
Is this what not having any other ‘easy’ arm chair form of entertainment has done to us?
Relegated us to sofas and armchairs that glue our butts so fastly we don’t need to get up and go out and do anything in fresh air ever again or go socialize just for the sake of seeing a REAL LIFE friendly face…
Strangers so desperate for communication they use people online for their sheer entertainment tittilation, sexual or otherwise scamming just because they have nothing better to do?
Are they even aware that not every face on the internet is who they “appear” to be?
An online “presence” is not worth much in my world. It is, in fact, a whole other world. One we must often join in just to survive.
Neighborhoods fall as silent as I do in dismay at the prospect of MORE of this.
More streets silenced as children stay inside to “play” online.
More children alienated in their own homes by parents who provide every machine or gadget under the sun without actual parenting.
More adults addicted in droves to the “online thrills” of chatting with people who don’t know they don’t even look like the photos they put up.
Sexy woman? Might be a man. Was, in fact, in case of a horrified male friend.
Sexy guy? Might be a woman spinning a scammer tale from a faraway country…
If it actually IS the man or woman in the picture…well… what is he or she doing online so much if he or she is REALLY that great of a catch?
(Insert human telling on self with own CHOSEN behaviors - ugliness to behold, NOT attractive, very unattractive and rude to watch, really.)
Survival is just not looking that attractive right now.
Survival of the fittest is almost a joke with more and more of us growing more unfit by virtue of the time invested in stillness to tend gadgets as though they are gardens constantly needing pruning, culling, perking, hoeing and poking.
A cabin in the forest, a cottage by the sea, a rural mountain home are all screaming my name as I write this on this machine.
Here. Where I wish I couldn’t be. You see the majority rules and the majority don’t want books anymore, they have Ereaders… if it’s not on the internet, did it really happen… or is it just another tree falling in the forest as corporations force us to go paperless or pay for our sins of wanting a paper bill to pay, file and have as record if we so desire… are we not “paying” enough already…
What if the whole world suddenly blacked out? Could you survive? Would you want to?
I believe I would and could. Much better than I am now. My life would be much more peaceful. I could relax without blaring TV, pinging computer or beeping phone dogging me, never letting me truly rest from the assault on my senses. And this is all unrelated to the fact that all over stimulation aggravates PTSD (a trauma syndrome I suffer since 2011).
Dreaming only of being where there is wind, breeze, birds, no crowds, no gadgets, no sound, just quiet of nature indwelling your being with the calm, soulful restoration every human needs.
If man gives his power and control so freely to machine that he becomes little more than Pavlov’s dog, there really isn’t much to go on for or look forward to… is there?
How I miss my humans.
(c) Aurora Morealist