Technology is the new soul of man, or so it seems.
In the morning we awake from dreams, which we so easily dismiss as not being real, and as such, not having any bearing on who or what we are.
We turn on the television, the radio, the computer; check the internet for news, read our emails, while the coffee maker produces a drinkable brew to help us get through the day.
We download some music to a portable player, text message a friend on the way to our job, school, the unemployment office… Driving a car that tells us which way to turn. Riding a bus, on which we must have the right change or tokens to drop into the slot. Taking a subway train, onto which we shuffle in rank and file, while trying not to think about the other bodies pressing against us.
Sometimes we might wonder just who we really are, for a fleeting moment we seem unsure, then we dismiss that thought as trivial nonsense and continue on our journey along the road.
Technology feeds us, body, mind and soul, carries and protects us, educates us, categorizes us and tells us our worth. Our mentality depends on it, without it we’re lost. Like survivors on a deserted island, we would wander, mumbling incoherently, wondering what happened to the subliminal causal effectual stimulants that controlled our being.
But are we missing something more important? No-one knows, or cares, it seems, that we’ve been lulled into a digital slumber. Ah, whatever!
I’m out of here…
One to beam up!
