An open note to those commonly sitting fondly in front of their computers, working with a little bit of everything. The time you spend is time not spent well, I'm not saying it will give you bad karma or send you to hell, but no matter how you communicate you still just sit by yourself, and no matter how much entertainment you may find upon your screen, it gives you nothing of value. The realm within this box doesn't exist, it's surreal, surely, but it's unreal, it's NOT real. Expect yourself to grow up fast and in fifty years or so (if you survive that long sitting like play doh') you'll be wondering what happened to your life sitting in a big chair spinning advice for the next generation. It's not a fad that won't stop, it's an implicable part of todays life, it won't last forever, but while it lasts it is something we've grown so dependent of we won't be able to power it down even if we wanted to.
This high-tech society we live in is part of the world now, it's something everyone has access to, it helps us in many ways, but it's so easy to get led astray by this techno and I say heck no. Living up in the northern norths of Sweden for a week gave me a glimpse of the real life for a while. I've been going to bed in good time, gambling with the darkness, at about nine, waking up at about seven thirty each morning, plowing snow around my grandmothers house, dusting carpets, soaking in the sauna, taking long walks, living life how it's supposed to be lived, but without income. In being diagnosed though, what does this income bring us? What do we get from working hard our entire lives doing practically nothing of use to ourselves or the world around us? This 'balance' in the world has spiraled out of control and our trust in the economical fundamentals is completely taking our minds off the regular world from which we used to take resources and give to in order to keep life spinning.
The circulation of cash isn't all that is important here, we could live without it, and the world would probably be better of without it. As it started civilized trade without the need of always gaining objects from each switch we implemented money, at first rare minerals that we treasured since they shone or gleamed and looked different from other things we had previously seen, for a chunk of food we gladly exchanged a big wad of meat we were planning to eat, since we had enough, it was all good, we lived on. The trading somehow took itself up the next level, and people found themselves relying on these minerals to GET their food, instead of surviving by themselves and trading on a sidestepped basis, then on a resource demanifesting whim these minerals, as they were growing a bit too rare to bear, turned into regular paper, forged to be not easy to copy, unique in itself, and the rare minerals have been in time switched out for more common ones. Thus, now, our entire lives spin around based on these cheat sheets. Who grows the food? Who makes everything? The biggest part of the population, especially those involved in the IT sector, have no control over anything.
If someday, somehow, suddenly, everything stops up, Internet is uninvented, all digital archives are erased and pressing the power buttons on you blackened boxes result in an impostrous bang and woof, there goes your hard-drive, nothing to do about it. If this same someday the cheat-sheets of thin paper all burn up in your pockets and we are left with the world as it is, surrounding us, what then? People would kill each other for more than money once again, the bigger part of this population would just die, unable to fulfill even the most basic of needs in their dependency to this new system we not more than a century or two ago implemented. Our own self-indulged balance is truly a fragile one, and all of us, are living on overtime. I can wait, and I do await, the decade when anarchy finally treads into play and humanity seeks it's way back to their roots, back to reality.