Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Welcome to the Machine

Welcome my son, Welcome to the Machine.



Remains wholly relevant today, the man is well engrossed in the machine, digging his way to deeper technology with every breath of the word progress. The world certainly does progress on.

"The clock indicates the moment . . . but what does eternity indicate?"

The river flows on forever. It may pass us by, or it may sweep us by in the current. Far beyond where we can conceive our landing, we will land.
We may remain, or we may forget ourselves and our link to eternity, the unbroken chain of success that has led DNA to win over the world with technology and blindness.

Fighting the current is a fruitless endeavor, but am I ready to seize the bank, should it draw close? To draw my way out, and to see what is, what has been, and what will be?

The collective is blind to empathy, the common thread of empathy, of all-one, is more of an all none.
For now, at least.

The world thrives effervescently on.
For now, at least.




2 comments:

  1. We shape our buildings; thereafter they shape us…

    What do we build now if not homogeneous suburbs and skyscrapers?

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  2. Screen world is putting a spell on us, it's a dangerous thing to be complacent of.

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