The Punctuation Factor

This is a result of text messaging. You have forgotten; how...; to punctuate. It affects you. This affects me. This effects all of us. Misplaced kindness masked by hate; lost in a text. There's no self expression. It makes me sick. No accents! No real emotion! Only your own interpretation, which is most likely misplaced in punctuation(s); lost and in need of Google to translate. Communication without true meaning; that is the text message; these are the lives that we live. Angry from a false pretense; fabricated from interpretation, this is not real. Talking is the only way to understand; completely. It's the only way; the only way out of this virtual chaos of selfies. So picture this...; a world without insecurities; free from hidden phrases; free from misunderstanding. Freedom from sensitivity; put down your texts and flips your phone, dial a number and say; hello…; actually communicate; with REAL words! What a concept! People expressing feelings with courage…; he who texts emotion is he who lacks backbone. We are all weaklings. Seriously; we are cowards. Face to face is becoming obsolete. It's text to text nowadays. It's been fun, this texting thing. I must admit. But I see too many people scratching their heads; I myself included. Brains’ polluted from picture mail, status updates and alerts. It's driving us to the edge; berserk! The virtual world we are in; watching **** instead of helping out a friend; looking down with your mind in the clouded cellular. Missing the action and crashing our cars. Living in a day dream; not finding new stars. What have we become? I am ashamed of myself; I'm afraid; to say the least. It's all synced. Set up for one click wonders. We are all linked. A Facebook friend request away from a twitter post away; imagery placed in the mind of the fragile…; manipulating their way into your life. Lies that we claim true; represented by role play. Like this for a TBH; date or nah? Insert smiley’s to disclaim while the 45 year old sends a dick-pic to the teenage. I shake my head. This is not an individual problem. We are all held accountable. Society is the collective; so place blame on ourselves. Stand up and unite. Band together and spread this message; just not through text. Use your words. Call your mother. Call a friend. Go tell it on the mountain. Sing it on the streets. People need people! We do not need mobile devices; we need to change our views. You need me because; I need you. This is all I ask: Please close your inbox and shut down your instant messenger for just one day. Call someone and take the time to listen to them. Say what you mean; and mean what you say; live life in the real world. Take a chance. Leave your phone at home and walk with your head held high. It's up to us to make the change, so be it. If anyone agrees with me, I urge you to reach out. Spread this message. Break free from the virtual chains that bind you. Kick it old school and the rewards will find you. Off in the distance I see something so profound; and I scratch my head in disbelief? It's a new age where people actually use their words to speak. -Ironic Zinc 8-26-14