Imagine for a brief minute a poor young man, who feels so little kinship with reality that he invents his own cyberspace.
He thinks he could escape the mortifying reality. But inside, he knows it was just a fancy curtain of denials. Cyberspace decorates his life so he can keep denying he’s still in a drab teenager’s room in his parents’ house.
I am grieved that many young, bright men are turning inward, becoming victims to the rapidly growing pandemic: technology.
How can a person survive in this unforgiving world, if he traps himself in a shell outside the realm we live in? This person will probably become the nutrition that would supplement the hungry wolves that would do anything to get a bigger piece of the meat: money.
But whom do we blame: the young man who chose to forsake reality for a whim of cyberspace or the technology that made his fantasy come true?
Can a gun kill a man? No, men kill men. A gun is no more than a mere tool that is neutral.
Same with technology. We can’t direct our blame upon something that can’t choose for itself. We can’t blame technology, only ourselves.
But in most cases, human nature allows our weakened soul to nurture under the seductive adage: If you can’t resist your urge, you might as well give in to it.
A voice echoes lies into our ears, saying it’s OK to blame something else for our mistakes. And we do as such.
Technology is no longer a mere part of our lives. It’s the center of it.
Imagine if the apocalypse were to happen, and no technology remains. Predictions of the anarchy are too ridiculous to measure. I would only imagine the world is now crumbling and breathing its last moments, before exploding into billions of smithereens splattered around space.
But for a brief moment, let’s meditate upon this idea and divulge a bit steeper outlook on it.
Those with weak sense of purpose — who ramble this earth with no goal but to live day by day eating and breathing technology — are the first to go nuts, causing issues that would harm everyone who lives in that era.
As humans, we’ve been given the ability to adapt under the most excruciating circumstances, such as surviving the apocalypse shouldn’t be impossible. But unfortunately, with so many technology freaks, can this be possible?
What’s the point of imagining such a world?
It’s to make the people wake up, and smell the odor that’s emitted from the vile addiction to this technology. If we don’t stop soon, we’ll be completely drowned into a wedlock with which nobody wants to be stuck.
I’m not asserting a complete anti-technology society. That will be devastating on different levels.
I simply ask to moderate the addiction, to control it. Instead of it controlling us, rely more on fellow humans and less on machines.
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