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rant.

my, my what a world we live in where plastic's worth more than food. because it makes entertainment, and we thrive from it. where screens dictate our lives absorbing us, our deepest secrets then displaying them to the world limiting our emotions to keystrokes. and it doesn't matter how big that screen is. we like em smaller and sleeker so that not even a second is spent in real conversation. they say they're sparking creativity? i say they're sparking narcissm. they're creating conformity as if we havent had enough. my, my what a revolution where we witness de-evolution from ape, to human, to... selfabsorbed, stressful, sub-human species?
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Mar 14, 2012
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this one's an oldie, but I enjoy it sometimes.

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