Mobile blogging. Quite intimate to say the least, provided that one oft gets too attached to his or hers mobile phone. It's a secret world we live in - the epitomy of having an alter ego promoted daily(Yes, you have one too, don't indulge yourself). People are never reticent to share deep, dark thoughts through text. Some people really do only open up through discrete communication. Fantasize: A midnight rendezvous. Anonymous hate mail. Silent stalkers... all care of mobile messages. How often have you seen couples break up care of SMS? How often have I felt more connected to my overseas BF via international text than I have elsewise? And how convenient it is that you can stay connected on a whim - only when you want to. Isn't it funny how the world stays in touch (dumb pun intended) still, through touch...via the keypad?
I wonder. How is it that I can sit in front of my mac and not have the zest to write about anything? But when I start to zonk out, fall into bed, I suddenly get the gusto to type on my mobile device (depending on me flavor of the week). That is my cue to pull out my blackberry it's as if I was never surfing the web 3 hours prior.
So here I am clacking away. I guess because of too much mental trash and external stimulants, mass imagery if you may - I am losing focus and my memory that I can only concentrate when I am at peace before sleep.
Weird thing is... I thought phones are making us dumber than we were 40 years ago. My aunt's memory is still as sharp as her tongue is today. Most of us can't even remember our office phone numbers because they're conveniently stored in our mobile phone book.
Ergo, all this hullabaloo about technological advancements whatnot is seriously a catch 22 situation for mankind's future. What more are we willing to forego for the sake of modern-day convenience? The remaining 5 percent of our brain.
And thanks too mo-blogging, I can share these thoughts with you.
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