Sunday, February 5th 2017

I often wonder if technology has made us lazy when it comes to interpreting the things around us. Whether its art, books, people, life even in school. I get scared that the more technology increases the less our brain develops. The amount of times i hear the phrase “ill just google it” after a question is asked is too often. What ever happened to the beauty in writing poems about the world we so fondly observed, or getting lost in books, going out with friends not to take pictures of each other in order to get a “good insta pic” but to live and be in the moment with the ones we love. What ever happened to the beauty in writing letters to our loved ones or creating memories and moments by being in each others presence not in front of our screens. The amount of interaction we have with one another is constantly decreasing, we’re becoming more socially awkward and it’s sad to see so many of us obsessing over creating a “perfect” life on instagram while missing out on our real lives, on being emotionally connected to someone, on lying down in cold green grass on summer days and looking at the shapes the clouds are forming and enjoying real moments. when did our phones become the biggest comforter? When did it start taking over our lives ? Why are we so interested in building posting pictures other people will approve of instead of what we like and who we actually are when there’s no audience to please. and while you’re creeping other peoples instagrams to see what or where they are  they’re actually out there living so why can’t we do things for ourselves for once, things we actually like, instead of constantly trying to please others, because at the end of the day we can’t fool ourselves and to try and live our lives pretending to be someone else is a waste of who we are. Joan Didion touches upon this in “On keeping a notebook” She says “it’s a difficult point to admit. We are brought up in the ethic that others, any others, all others, are by definition more interesting than ourselves; taught to be diffident, just this side of self effacing.”