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The smartphone is a portal to progress and possessional obsession. To behold all knowledge of the beauty of the human experience within the palm of your hand, yet to also behold; brilliant tutorials from false idols on how not to live your life, that captivate and obliterate all free-folks minds. Ahh yes, freedom-the fickle ***** monkey see monkey do. The smartphone has brought us closer than ever before yet, when this little tablet of infinity shows you only what you want to see (like a mirror to the soul) pray you keep keen eyes upon your shadow for even hugs can crush and families feud and through opinions and tribal captivations we become more divided. It has made us spend so much time looking down, that we no longer look up; For it hurts to stare into the light. Nobody looks into each others eyes anymore for the same reason.
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Oct 3, 2020
Oct 3, 2020 at 5:44 AM UTC
The shadow of the smartphone
The smartphone is a portal to progress and possessional obsession. To behold all knowledge of the beauty of the human experience within the palm of your hand, yet to also behold; brilliant tutorials from false idols on how not to live your life, that captivate and obliterate all free-folks minds. Ahh yes, freedom-the fickle ***** monkey see monkey do. The smartphone has brought us closer than ever before yet, when this little tablet of infinity shows you only what you want to see (like a mirror to the soul) pray you keep keen eyes upon your shadow for even hugs can crush and families feud and through opinions and tribal captivations we become more divided. It has made us spend so much time looking down, that we no longer look up; For it hurts to stare into the light. Nobody looks into each others eyes anymore for the same reason.
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27/M/Northumberland
Oct 3, 2020
Oct 3, 2020 at 5:44 AM UTC
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