Reaching out in the ether

A bleak reality that forces us to rely on brittle means of communication to establish relationships.
Relationships in a void that is occupied with bits of ones and zeros, empty yet always abustle.
Not unlike the modern cities of today, with so much life, and yet not the faintest sound of a song, a tune sung by hearts beating.
Plugged in, online, detached from the world that surrounds us. We seek refuge in the abyss of aimlessness, so as not to waste a moment, and yet wasting our lives.
We are the future, moving forward, adapting changing... Into machines, the rise of the machines that is us. The beings that have become victims of their own success, driven by their own creations, slaves to their own freedoms.
It is in this eulogy that I tell the story of man, who stared at the stars long enough to forget what he was standing on.

-julien