bysightaloneIt comes and goes, like the wind, technology.
Like a passive storm, it’s in and around you until you’re installed into it. Needing it, but not knowing why.
It’s not good, or bad, but a reflection of human nature and curiosity, technology.
We need it but we also despise it, like a bad friend or parent. But we asked too much of technology at first, blinded by its light, hurting our connection with our world.
It’s like a part of the family now, part of the furniture, technology. We still do not see it for what it is, though. It’s what we are.
I see a reflection of space, with many stars twinkling away, and also the black holes that sink knowledge and hope. It creates and devours time, technology.
Technology will always be our connection with the great beyond, with what called to us, and what we answered.
