I find myself weary of this machine.
Yearning for the age of technology to end.
To go back to bare feet and humble hearts.
To a point where our self-righteousness,
sense of entitlement,
bank of bondages
would fade into the past
in a matter of minutes
and with one flash of light
we would look at these contraptions and think:
How silly we were.
Just how lame was our ambition.
How quickly we killed off our own humanity
through the most uncreative of tools.
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