Everyday, all day, every second, every minute. Busy. Text messages, emails, it's your turn to play a game, someone's calling (I forget that's the primary purpose of a phone these days), all this just from the phone that's attached to you more than your wallet and your own life.
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Blogs
Advertisements/ commercials
Buy this, read that
News
Jobs
Money
Busy, busy, busy, busy. We're so distracted and busy that we need to schedule time for relaxation.
Vacations are no longer that. Even then you are expected to be reachable.
No time for this, no time for that, no time for sleep, no time for relationships, no time for love, no time to breathe, no time to listen, no time to see, no time to feel. Strive, be successful, grow, climb, cultivate, squeeze more blood. Earn more to buy more.
Juggle, juggle, juggle. Much like the circus performer in the middle of the ring. All eyes on me. Don't drop anything, display perfectionism.
How many times do we pick up our phone in one day, one hour? Probably more times than we pick up our own child or pet a dog or smell a flower.
Control, choices. Are they ours? Perhaps my musings are all the same.
But what if....
You're not busy? What's wrong with you? You're weird! Simpleton.
Unplug. Turn off the TV. Experience life. Focus on the patterns created by light and shadow.
Experiencing life, has now become a luxury, when it should be as involuntary as the breaths you take. It's all in your hands, your eyes, your ears, your touch. It's all there.
Everyone is agitated, unhappy and ungrateful for everything they themselves worked for.
I will probably find a job, sell my soul to a boss or company to whom you are just a drone. Expected to give my time. more than I choose because there is too much work and not enough people to fulfill it, for pay that is not worth my time or experience or knowledge. Then what. It's up to me.
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And yes, I own an iphone. No, I do not have cable (I have netflix!).
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