Dec 2013
The only thing that interests me is the computer.
Clearly.
I let days and months and years pass me by while I stay behind the blue glow of my screen.
Obviously.
I don’t care about my future. I don’t care about my friends. Or my family. Or my career. Or the state our world is coming too.
Simply.
Oh no, ages ago the anxiety of this planet and it complications came crashing down to me and trampled over my well being.
It is why I stay isolated. It is why I do not care.
Undoubtedly.
My own crippling fear of responsibility holds me back, this is why I achieve a grade ratio of A to B and my chest is full pain.
Certainly.
The fact that the computer is an outlet for me to talk to friends of all sorts who care and understand, or work on bettering my writing or my art, is a horrible useless thing.
I learn absolutely nothing.
Of Course.
I am happy. For once I can feel calm, there are people out there and things out there that grasp my attention as to say “No, there are still great things in the world” and remind me that the world is beautiful. This is stupid. The computer is a virtual object.
Undeniably.
And the burning pressure to finish in time, to get it done and succeed in the academics so that I can venture forth. The fact that sometimes I freeze up, thinking about the hard work and the disappointment I may have ahead of me, and how if I do nothing it only gets worse, and that I could be advancing like the rest of the world ,but instead I am held back? That I like to calm myself and rationalize my time by fitting things to my own rhythm? And it makes me so uncomfortable when people bring up my responsibilities? Blatantly prodding? That I am taken back to my cryogenic stage? And we have it hammered in our minds that it's our lack of control and better judgement. It is a weakness. But humans are not allowed to be weak. So the blame goes to the 3DS. The phone. The computer. The TV. The Wii. The technology.
Definitely.
If it’s so unreal, then how do you suggest I am affected by it? That I am its slave? I control nothing. I contribute nothing. It’s that dastardly computer.
*Without a doubt.
Clearly.
I let days and months and years pass me by while I stay behind the blue glow of my screen.
Obviously.
I don’t care about my future. I don’t care about my friends. Or my family. Or my career. Or the state our world is coming too.
Simply.
Oh no, ages ago the anxiety of this planet and it complications came crashing down to me and trampled over my well being.
It is why I stay isolated. It is why I do not care.
Undoubtedly.
My own crippling fear of responsibility holds me back, this is why I achieve a grade ratio of A to B and my chest is full pain.
Certainly.
The fact that the computer is an outlet for me to talk to friends of all sorts who care and understand, or work on bettering my writing or my art, is a horrible useless thing.
I learn absolutely nothing.
Of Course.
I am happy. For once I can feel calm, there are people out there and things out there that grasp my attention as to say “No, there are still great things in the world” and remind me that the world is beautiful. This is stupid. The computer is a virtual object.
Undeniably.
And the burning pressure to finish in time, to get it done and succeed in the academics so that I can venture forth. The fact that sometimes I freeze up, thinking about the hard work and the disappointment I may have ahead of me, and how if I do nothing it only gets worse, and that I could be advancing like the rest of the world ,but instead I am held back? That I like to calm myself and rationalize my time by fitting things to my own rhythm? And it makes me so uncomfortable when people bring up my responsibilities? Blatantly prodding? That I am taken back to my cryogenic stage? And we have it hammered in our minds that it's our lack of control and better judgement. It is a weakness. But humans are not allowed to be weak. So the blame goes to the 3DS. The phone. The computer. The TV. The Wii. The technology.
Definitely.
If it’s so unreal, then how do you suggest I am affected by it? That I am its slave? I control nothing. I contribute nothing. It’s that dastardly computer.
*Without a doubt.
