How rare.
Traffic chugs along in streams. Sirens scream. Dishes, children,
ambitions demand attention.
Our caffeine and adrenaline saturated blood surges through arterial rivers. Daily news, daily chores, daily posts.
Behind heavy lids past midnight, minds wander the subconscious but we do not rest. Our culture is hooked on doing, hooked on “connecting.”
Do we have more or less for all of this? I say: less.
And deep social anxiety is the tragic outcome.
I received an email today from a prominent social change network that (paraphrased) said: “We were hacked and shut down for several hours. To be shut down for an entire day would be disastrous!” Of course, they asked for a donation from conscious supporters to keep this from happening again.
Please, shut it down. Please, let us all shut down. Go outside. Sit. Dig our feet into the mud and lean hard against the trunk of the oak. Listen and breathe.
Our caffeine and adrenaline saturated blood surges through arterial rivers. Daily news, daily chores, daily posts.
Behind heavy lids past midnight, minds wander the subconscious but we do not rest. Our culture is hooked on doing, hooked on “connecting.”
Do we have more or less for all of this? I say: less.
And deep social anxiety is the tragic outcome.
I received an email today from a prominent social change network that (paraphrased) said: “We were hacked and shut down for several hours. To be shut down for an entire day would be disastrous!” Of course, they asked for a donation from conscious supporters to keep this from happening again.
Please, shut it down. Please, let us all shut down. Go outside. Sit. Dig our feet into the mud and lean hard against the trunk of the oak. Listen and breathe.
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