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Rated: E · Poetry · Technology · #1454380
Tired of all the electronic devices. Disconnected. Desensitized. Brainwashed.
Plugged In

CAN ANYONE HEAR THE HUMMING?  DRONING AND PULSING?
IS IT THE WHIR OF CONTRIVED ENERGY? DOES IT MAKE US
SICK?  IT SURE DOESN'T SEEM VERY FRIENDLY.  SHOULD WE
UNPLUG THE HOUSE?  I'VE NEVER IKED THE CREEPY BLUE-
GREEN LIGHT FLASHING IN THE WINDOW WHEN SOMEONE
IS WATCHING TV INSIDE.  I WANT TO WARN THEM OF THE ALIEN
TRANSMISSION.  BRAINWASHING.  WIRELESS & CELLULAR,
RADIOWAVES & MICROWAVES PERMIATE THE AIR, THE FOOD
OUR BRAINS.  THIS DOESN'T SOUND HEALTHY OR NURTURING.
I CANNOT RELAX.  I AM IN CONSTANT DEFEND MODE.  IT SEEMS
STIFLING AND CLOSTERPHOBIC.  DRAINING.  EVERYTHING IS
DATA.  COLD.  CAN ANYONE HEAR ME?  REMOVE YOUR HEAD-
PHONES.  LOOK AT ME.  SEE ME.  AND FOR GOD'S SAKE, SOME-
ONE PLEASE TOUCH ME.  THE AIR DRIES MY EYES.  MY SKIN
ITCHES AND CRAWLS.  THE AIR SMELLS OF DEATH.  STERILE.
DISEASE.  METALIC.  EVERYTHING TASTES BLAND AND COMES
IN A CAPSULE.  I CAN'T HEAR THE BIRDS ANYMORE.  IT'S BEEN
SO LONG SINCE I'VE SEEN ANY LIGHT.  HOW LONG HAVE WE
LIVED IN THIS CAVE?  POLLUTED WATER.  MY VEINS PARCHED.
DESENSITIZED.  OVERSTIMULATED.  ALONE.  PULL THE PLUG.
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