With a word or silence, a glance or turning away I give
either Love or judgment, which is to say acceptance or rejection. Perhaps that
is why busyness is a priority, and To Do lists the drivers, no time to notice
the choice made. Even technology can
intensify the absence of the voice, the texture, the breath of the other, the
time to write a complete word and sentence that lets you linger with the
thought of the other, or it diminishes the physical other by putting them on
pause to respond. Technology gives a
voice to my scriches but I know not where they go. On both the macro and human level, we've created ways to distance ourselves. Yet
more and more books, programs, and get-a-ways are likewise created and purchased
in answer to the longing “what is the meaning” or finding happiness or how to
shut down and sleep.
There was a thread when I began but I've learned the art of
backspacing.
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