Oh Look At That
At every place, around every corner, in each next room, gallery, nightclub, beach, neighborhood, region there is always some thing, someone, someplace new and interesting to be found. The marvels others have become, created or inspired are endless in the data stream.
Sometimes I feel as though I am a disciple of a grand, religious technocracy. Or at the very least, sometimes I feel awareness of the gravity of spirit that dwells within these electronic light dreams created by the multitude of members of this grand communal dream world.
One thing is as certain about the data-stream dream world as it is about the mundane world; nothing lasts forever. Everything eventually fades, fails, crumbles into dust, dies or just goes away. I will miss the electronic dream world when one day, it's time too passes and it is a whisp in the night. A communal memory scattered in millions of minds across the globe.
Enjoy what you have, while you have it in both worlds. Sooner or later, it will all be gone
Oh Look At That
At every place, around every corner, in each next room, gallery, nightclub, beach, neighborhood, region there is always some thing, someone, someplace new and interesting to be found. The marvels others have become, created or inspired are endless in the data stream.
Sometimes I feel as though I am a disciple of a grand, religious technocracy. Or at the very least, sometimes I feel awareness of the gravity of spirit that dwells within these electronic light dreams created by the multitude of members of this grand communal dream world.
One thing is as certain about the data-stream dream world as it is about the mundane world; nothing lasts forever. Everything eventually fades, fails, crumbles into dust, dies or just goes away. I will miss the electronic dream world when one day, it's time too passes and it is a whisp in the night. A communal memory scattered in millions of minds across the globe.
Enjoy what you have, while you have it in both worlds. Sooner or later, it will all be gone