Monday, July 6, 2009

I can take many a test
to determine what type of Starbucks coffee I am
Or which star wars character
But I cannot figure out,
why I feel so lost in this era of hyper networking
why I feel my ties to life are so loose
why among so many things that try define me
from social security numbers to credit scores
from my race, color, and passport
from what I have on my Ipod to who deserves my vote
I feel unidentified more and more

the more I am connected
the less connected are my connections to each other
So I have to walk the tight rope
across this web that I am not sure I intended to build
right here, right now, like this....

divided into 1000 pieces
pulled in a million directions
bombarded with billions of audiovisual bits a day
Not to mention unsolicited junk mail I receive every day
Is life better this way?

I lose my self and feel the urge to read more Kafka
start smoking
stop showering
and wait for Godot
as a black and white image of a ghostly chair
in a Charlie Chaplin movie

1 comment:

  1. Must be astrological - I am similarly waiting for Godot...