I know it’s going to sound strange but there was a time before algorithm
Where we basically made our own decisions
Yes it sounds like we were out of rhythm
But actually we got to use our brains
People met each other offline
It was a fun time
Of-course there was no offline because there was no online
The only thing online was our brains
Now of-course our brains are offline our phones are online
Not that there is much of a difference between our phones and our brains
Haven’t you seen you go to sleep around the same time you leave your phone alone
Can’t function unless you are one with your phone
So if your phone is your brain
Then what will your brain do?
Anyway people met and spoke and determined if they would meet again
At an actual location, mostly outdoors, when the weather was right
And you couldn’t just unsubscribe at the bottom of the email
You had to have a tough real conversation
Or remain subscribed till death did you apart
Or till you met someone better and you run off with them
Or you had multiple subscriptions
Or a homestead what it was called, Nkandla
You could play outside with your friends till late
Now it’s called gaming
Everyone came out their houses and formed teams and the one rich boy who had a soccer ball had to be the captain
Now it’s digital
We ate food from the garden
Read bible stories at Sunday school
This is all the silly things we did when we grew up
Now we talk about them as a distant past
Now children are glued to their screens and grow up fast
Who wants to be outside when it’s pouring with rain
Well we did and we didn’t mind one bit
It was a precious thing
It left no trace of memory
Now it’s social media this, social media that
Investing in delusional realities
Instead of seeing what is
Trapped in thought
Building images in the sky
Separated from God
It’s a shame on our part
What we’ve sold out to have a break
To make things easy
What we’ve decided to give up
Love so great
Love so wise
Love that is unknown
For a known that is digital
Digital illusion
Loves confusion
Consumption
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