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Philosophical Ranting With Red Wine

Aimless wandering beings 
  Arms flailing reaching out to touch 
feeling no one in reach
isolated pedestrians seeking affection
 disconnected lack of eye contact
Seeing no one peripherally...

A sea of souls knowing more each day
 forgetting everything else
information trumping wisdom
 Compassion overshadowed by Computation
   Each byte bites into the fabric
A tattered tapestry left hanging
  Rare human-like beings peek through 
Wanting tangible exchanges of communication
  
Exhaling shallow, careful for smog intake
  We've made everyday Halloween
Highlighting and Sensationalized...
  Terrified of those we don't know
Expanding the gap, alienating...alone
Community was our protection...now stolen
  In locked homes peering out, guarded
Neighbors-strangers...shaking with guns
  No one safe from the dangers at home!

Intelligence rises...yet we refuse to evolve
  Using our fears, insecurities, and prejudice
      to hamper the progress of our young
Technology is no surrogate Parent
  Using repressive dishonest methods of yesterday
     only degenerates the trust of highly informed children
         
Our hope is in teaching them 
  where we failed
When we missed 
 what we forgot
   ....Transcending the hatreds, and biases 
          applying the accrued knowledge
                  to one day
             mentally and spiritually
                     EVOLVE!!

Simultaneously progressing/digressing
  Gaining in Ability, losing in Humanity
      Our Children will succeed where we could not...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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March 7, 2009 at 12:22 AM
I think this is the hope of every parent in the world, that "Our Children will succeed where we could not" Awesome write. Very profound. I especially like the line that reads "Technology is no surrogate Parent" This is a reminder that so many need. Thank you for sharing your insight. Smiles from Lolita
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