Wolf Parade - Modern World: youtube.com/watch?v=1nMHGyR_i8g&feature=related
As much wonder and beauty I find around me most I'm not enthralled with the way my society runs, it's forms of communication, it's objects of attraction. I don't like the fact that I have a cell phone. I don't like the fact that I'm on facebook. I don't like that my bedroom has become an office. But these things exist and I must live with them. I'd eschew them all but that they prove to be useful tools to acquire those things I want for.
But I think things could be better. I went a week this year without a phone or computer, no communication but face to face and it felt liberating. I'm used to being able to pick up and contact anyone at any time and have become indifferent for it. I need to get used to the brief contacts, the beautiful moments where you share with one quickly and gone, never to see that one again most likely. I hold closer and more respectfully those whose presence is the most difficult to grasp. There is an urgency to it all.
For the time being I have to keep my phone and computer at bay for I've chosen a certain life that entails their existence. But in time I'll move it to the side. I recall one of my favorite artists say that he moved to Greece to get away from the telephone wires but they followed him there. Maybe there is no escaping this modern world fully but it must exist.
And we've lost our sense of protest. We can do anything from our homes now and so the streets seem empty or lightly moving when they should be stormed. I remember seeing people in the park where I grew up where now it's just the addicts who frequent its fountain. Can't we convene for no reason? Just to say hello? To put out our laundry and wave to the neighbor? Did that world ever actually exist? Wasn't that our protest?
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