Saturday, 25 July 2009

Ironic, I Suppose

We waste our days with second hand interaction, with social networking sites and instant messaging services. Our lives become blunt shells of what they could potentially be, and we don't care at all.

This is almost ironic, the fact that I say this, that I post this thing here, because honestly, isn't posting on DeviantArt (tm) the exact same as going on Facebook (tm) to glut ourselves on other people's live or heading onto Myspace (tm) to listen to a friend's crappy garage band?

It's harder, I suppose, to make the effort now. But why should we, when we can connect with the world within seconds, when a friend in America is "a click away", when Skype (tm) allows us to talk across vast distances?

The world has become so impersonal, and it'd take something horrendous, something magnificent, to stop the cycle we're in right now. I don't think that'll ever happen.


  1. The internet makes me feel depressed. *sigh* If there's one thing I've learned over the years, it's to go outside and marvel at the world I live in.

  2. Yeah, I guess, but this is the world we live in, compact and ordered by hyperlinks and html. Depressing.