Tired Mind

Posted on May 25, 2007
Filed Under Journal, Society, Consciousness |

There are things that pull at us; those things which drag us down - take our energy. Sometimes it is a mental thing, and other times a physical thing. Forces that pressure on our minds, taking us in directions that we wilfully allow ourselves to go with apathetic indifference. From lack of motivation to life our hand remains still. On occasions it is a state brought about by excessiveness; technology of course is a prime example of this.

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Computers, TV and indeed most forms of media drag us inward and downward. Consumers of vital energy and life-force..it is said that beings and entities inhabit the etheric realms of electronic waves. I am inclined to agree.

Naturally the Internet exasperates the situation. It’s possible it pick up on the emotive input of e-mails, and forum postings, the words convey the emotion - but there is something deeper, they almost carry the very energy of the thoughts themselves. As though the author imprinted a virtual copy of their thoughts upon the screen - in turn to be carried across the web of networked electronics, in order to be absorbed by whoever chances upon reading. It’s a form of empathy; but the electronic nature of the Internet corrupts the signal.

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Words written by pen and paper carry an energy far more profound than their counterparts written on the screen.

TV naturally causes vegetation, parts of the Internet tend to do the same - leaving a distinct lack of energy. There’s plenty of physical and psychological reasons for this, but one thing rarely (or never) questioned is just where that energy goes. It’s certainly not burnt off in a physical sense; it leaves the feeling of bearing residual gunk. Like the gunk left over after cooking a meal. Indeed then it begs the question of just who eat that energy…

It’s as good as explanation as any from the emergence of web-sites that demand an ever increasing amount of vegetative attendance. YouTube, MySpace et al. That is without even mentioning the all consuming nature of the on-line worlds.

Something rides those currents - and the currents are spreading on the rising tides…

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