
Turning the Pen into a key board and the landscape to a screen,
was a compromise I made, with the innocence of the green grass and the hardness of the green microchip.
I compromise of humanity.
A compromise of replacing in my dreams, the night sky with the cyber space.
To advance we must sacrifice, keep moving society with the force of slogans....
replace prayer with information.
Reason...
To climb all the way beyond the limits we were once given... climb so high.
collect so much data.
Compromise our biological need to hug, with a mental need to 'poke'
only to want to go back to basics again and,
Replace the keyboard with a pen.
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