Robotic World

Wires wires wires

I think it's so encloses us now that we don't even notice it any more. Digital Billboards. TV's staring blank back at me, turned on in every house from night- I can see the hynotising glare. Lights left on at midnight when no one cares but our great great grandchildren...I'm surrounded but I like it, pounding into my head the sounds of today, the vision of the future, the oh so glossy pretty futre. Headphones on, glaring at the screen. My eyes hurt.

Wires wires wires.

I'm such a hypocrite...