LOOK UP
I have 422 friends, yet I'm
lonely.
I speak to all of them
everyday, yet none of them really know me.
The problem I have sits in a
space between looking into their eyes, or its a name on the screen.
Took a step back and opened
my eyes, I looked around and realized this media we all call social is anything but
when we open our computers and its our doors we shut.
Yet when you step away from
these devices of delusion, you awaken to see a world of confusion.
A world where we're slaves to
the technology we mastered, where information gets sold by some rich greedy
bastards.
A world of self interest,
self image, self promotion.
Where we all share our best
pix but leave out the emotions.
We're at 'almost happy' with
an experience we share, but is it the same if no one is there?
Be there for your friends,
& they'll be there too but that won't be necessary if a group message would
do.
We head and exaggerate media
demonstration, we pretend not to notice the social isolation.
We put our words into order,
till our lives are glittering. We don't even know if anyone is listening.
Being alone isn't a problem,
let me just paint a picture, read a book or do some exercise and you're being
productive in present, not reserved to read clues.
You're been awaken in an
attempt to put your time to good use... So when you're in public and you start
to feel alone, put your hands behind your head and step away from the phone.
You don't need to store more
names on your contact list, just talk to one another, learn to coexist.
I can't stand to hear the
silence of a busy community train where no one wants to talk for the fear of
looking insane.
We're becoming unsocial. It
no longer satisfies to engage with one another and look into someone's eyes.
We're surrounded by children
who since they were born, have watched us live like robots, and think its a
norm.
Its not very likely you'll
make 'world's greatest dad' if you can't entertain a child without using an
i-pad.
When I was a child, I'll
never be home. I'll be out there with my friends and with our bikes we'll roam
with holes in my trainers and we'll graze up our knees and build club houses
high up in the trees.
Now the park is so quiet it
gives me a chill. Seeing no children outside and the swings hanging still.
There's no skipping, no
hopscotch, no church and no stickle...
...We're a generation of
idiots. Smart phones and dumb people.
So look up from your phone,
shut down the display.
Take in your surroundings,
make the most of today.
Just one real connection is
all it can take to show you the difference that being there could make.
Be there in the moment as she
gives you the look that you'll remember forever as when love overtook.
The time she first held your
hand and she first kiss your lips,
The time you first disagreed
but still love her to bits.
The time where you don't have
to tell a hundreds, of what you've just done b'cos you want to share the moment
with just this one.
The time you sell your computer
so you could buy a ring for the girl of your dreams, who's now the real thing.
The time you want to start a
family and the moment when you first hold your little girl and get to fall in
love again.
The time she keeps you up at
night and all you want is rest.
The time you wipe away the
tears as your baby flees the nest.
The time your baby girl
returns with a son for you to hold and the time he calls you granddad, making
you feel real old.
The time you take in all
you've made just by giving life attention and how you're glad you didn't waste
it by looking down some invention.
The time you hold your wife's
hand, sit down beside her bed and you tell her you love her, place a kiss upon
her head...
She then whispers to you
quietly as her heart gets void of beats, that she's lucky she got stopped by
that lost boy on the streets.
But none of these times never
happened. You never had any of these.
When you're too busy looking
down, you don't see the chances you miss.
So look up from your phone,
shut down those displays. Cos we have a finite existence, a set number of days.
Don't waste your life getting
caught in the net. Cos when the end comes, nothing's worse than regrets.
I am guilty too of being part
of this machine. This digital world where we are heard but not seen.
Where we type as we talk and
we read as we chat.
Where we spend hours together
without making eye contact.
Stop giving to a life where
you follow the hype, give people your Love. Don't give them your 'Like'.
Disconnect from the need to
be heard and defined. Go out into the world, leave distractions behind.
Look up from your phone, shut
down that display. Stop (reading this article) live life the real way.
Mature Minds Talk.
Poem by Gary Turk
Watch video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=Z7dLU6fk9QY
Nice, you definitely spoke the truth.
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