Connections

Today I was thinking about all the cell phone people... and I am one of them too. Talking heads lost in another world. So simple to connect with the outside from any spot on the planet to any place at any time. If----you've got a good plan! And how easy to store numbers, hit redial, text messaging, send photos.... Smile! A clear copy of your face is headed straight into cyber space.

And my mind wandered back to that space in time when a long distance phone call was flooded with static... like a fading radio station. And to that archaic creature now on the edge of extinction... the phone booth. An almost nearly soundproof stall shaped like an outhouse --with windows and a folding door and most likely minus a phonebook cause it was lifted by some prehistoric information junkie or utterly cluttered soul.

Back to now where I wonder if those cell phone people even consider the unseen world flowing about the body like a matrix... invisible to the naked eye but hovering none the less. And I wonder if we consider how lucky we are to connect through the miles in a millisecond with the clarity of the sounds in a rabbit's ear.

Comments

[Keith]

I finally figured out that sketchblogs is where all the action is, not at lines. I will follow along on your 200 Things experiment with interest.