the routine gets old. living in a social media hungry world is an oddity, where anxiety around our identity and relevance is in constant question – if we come to rely on the regular fix of “likes” and other such nonsense….
all day long, there’s a heartbeat and flow to our networks. a concern could be that because we can control much of who and what we see, that we create our little extended bubble realities, and thus don blinders of a sort. it certainly is true to a degree. Google and others of that ilk…
we have to come back to the moment. we have to recapture the fragments. there’s endless distraction, busyness, pursuit and superficial passion, but there’s little substance, or glue, and we let the game define the rules. we’ve become dependent on rather ineffective, clunky, mind-numbing technology, happily paying exorbitant sums for this month’s model, pretending that…
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