When words become less than the sum of their parts.
When that which I read and write becomes copied, duplicated, downloaded, passed on, reproduced and SHARED in every conceivable format and platform, and when words drift together even as they break apart into smallest bits and pieces, micro particles drifting briefly through my consciousness; this turbulent confluence of everything makes me not more knowledgeable but actually – less aware.
My individual thoughts and creative energy become stifled. I find I lose reference points and meanings, all words are conjoined and absorbed into a streaming repetitious miasma of composition in which my individual say … my voice … is lost.
Is our communication technology, ‘so happily embraced’, a manifestation, tearing away at the fabric of creation even as it proudly proclaims itself as our new savior for instant todays and tomorrows.
Then what is this thing, this piece of machinery, this “Deus ex machina”? This wonder of man’s technology, making us no more than a multitude of multimedia byproducts, a consumable, accumulated, consumption of words in instant trending and streaming data.
And what of my me-ness? Your you-ness? Our original #ideas #essence #words.
Are they and we being swallowed up into a larger whole, no longer represented as unique individuals with our very own splendid originality?
But then if not – who are we?
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So clearly, the muse was upon me. I hope you enjoyed my whimsy and a smidgen of irritation with various multimedia intrusiveness. Naturally I was not referring to any of my most excellent online friends, writers, bloggers, artists and photographers. After all we are above all those petty things! Of course! 🙂
Have a wonderful weekend, stay safe and take care of you,