Heads down, souls absorbed into the mass stream of media. Drowning our humanity.
When is the last time you looked in their eyes, felt the vibration of a soul connected to another.
Can we just be programmed out of it. Can our collective parts all be mirrored in a room alone, looking down into the “phone”?
Should it even be called a phone at this point, or should it be called an alternate state in the universe.
The ones who are awake, remember what a mother’s hug feels like or the touch, taste, smell of everything.
They say the eyes are an opening to our soul. Well what if we opened them up to take it all. Our will, our thoughts, our time. Us. But what if all we are now is people who once had people? What if what we are is the people alone. Lost?
Sereniti Sparkles 