Hello all! I hope that everyone is having a chill Sunday so far.
Sorry for being MIA lately. I decided that I needed some time off from digital space and instead of force-writing some posts (even if I do have a million ideas), I decided that I needed a break because I wasn’t in the best of moods to write. (See last post: The Fruits of My Life.)
Don’t worry. As negative as the title sounds, I promise that this isn’t a negative post by any means. Think of it as a prelude to everything else that follows in this section of my blog: ‘Writing and Creative Thinking’. Think of it as…because I’m writing, that I am okay. After all, I am sharing something with you. 🙂
I have had this idea…these ideas, for quite some time now and I’m happy to announce that I will be writing an unlimited number of posts. I guess you can call it a series because I’ll be numbering each post as the series goes on, for as long as there’s something to talk about!
Each post will deal with a different subject matter up for discussion somewhere within what the title of this post suggests. The type of things that irk me (no, seriously), that I think is a problem or might pose a problem for the future. Subject matters that I think are really worth discussing and unravelling. Although a lot of what I write will be from my perspective, and I guess – inevitably biased, I’m hoping to find much open ground and I am totally happy for anyone to chip in in the comments section. (Finding some perspective is pretty important.)
Do you ever wonder how your never-ending thoughts are like floods of goldfish endlessly swimming? Just keep swimming, just keep swimming.
And finally, just to give you an idea of all the things that worry me (or at least that I can think of as of now):
All the things that worry me,
I worry for the next generation though I have no children.
I worry that they love too hard with no self-love,
which comes to more self-hate and hurt.
I worry that they turn to all technical devices for help,
with no vocal chords to truly speak out and talk.
I worry exactly that. That no one is talking,
That a void is being filled with technology
And with that, we’re becoming dumber. Lazier.
I worry for my generation too,
Holding a smartphone to type, but too lazy to speak
Like we’ve almost completely forgotten how to be human.
I worry that we entrust the internet too easily with details,
Whilst people are still strangers even as time goes by.
I worry, and I wonder everyday,
What is left of everything else as technology demands its attention?
Or turn its ugly head to make humans less human,
in the name of media.
All the things that worry me,
are damned by technology.
Do you ever wonder about all the things that worry me?
P.s. Obviously I am NOT a professional writer or poet of any kind so take from this post what you will. I just figured it was the easiest way to convey the type of subject matters that I’ll be discussing!
First topic – ‘Self-Love & Self-Care‘ will be up next week so look out for it!
Much love. ❤ 🙂