Journal Entry: Tue Jul 1, 2014, 3:19 PM
I think technology has destroyed our statistic minds. Texting your feelings to someone is so irrelevant, that now when we try to speak our opinions to someone else out loud, in person, causes instant disconnect. No one wants to "shut up and listen" anymore. It's all about "This is what I think" or "Well, MY opinion is..."
Since when did anyone care about each other's opinion? Since when did texting our feelings become more emotionally important than saying everything out loud?
Because people are weak. People are too afraid to listen, AND to speak their minds at the same time. There's no moral connection anymore.
That's what scares me most in this life. No connection. No feeling. No true friends. And I think that's why we're no longer considered "humane". Our lives are so eaten up by non-human things, like cell phones, computers, machinery, and anything of the like, to the point where we will eventually become one with it.
Why do we think that animals are different? Because despite the fact that the nature of the Earth is becoming extinct, animals have yet to adapt to the rapid, and dangerous, changes of this life. That's why we're seeing so many animals killed and thrown away, and poorly taken care of.
Because we care more about the fake morals on a Facebook conversation than the actual thing that is giving us life. Letting us breathe.
We're not humane anymore. We're humans, yes, but we're not humane. And I don't think we will ever be humane ever again.
And that's what makes me sad. That's what makes me shed a tear every day. Because I'm not free. I'm not humane. I'm sucked into the "fake world" just as much as everyone else is. I can't be who I truly want to be, because I have to pass the "Life Double Standard" test.
But, doesn't it make me somewhat humane that I question this moral? Do I have something inside my head that makes me different, because I actually care about what's going to happen in the near future? I can't ask God, because God won't respond.
Which is why I'm not going to ask anyone, for that matter. The answer is probably right in front of our faces. It's in our face EVERY. FUCKING. DAY.
"Most can draw, few can see."
Listening to: 80's Rock n Roll
Playing: Final Fantasy X