Screens

Upon my early rise this not so wonderful Tuesday morning, my graceful tumble out of bed, legs tangled in the covers and face on the ground resulted in a successful mutilation of my computer screen. Graciously there was an available monitor that could be connected to my laptop thus making the writing of this blog possible.

In the midst of my despair of now having an non portable computer I have come to the realization of the heavy dependence of such luxuries. I was muling over the thought as I was making dinner and realized how much we rely on such screens.

We spend countless hours looking at these screens. They relay information, from around the world politics to our next door neighbour’s hourly activities, ie facebook, we use these screens to communicate thoughts and express ourselves through poems, blogs and quotations learned for others. We spend countless, more like counted hours, looking at the screen insuring that each word and letter is correct and not misplaced in what seems endless essays and reports.

Through these screens we have in-depth conversations on the latest chat feature; either twitter, skype, facebook or gmail. We express our deepest most intimate thoughts through email or through the newest screen, texting. Yet these screens are very good at concealing the real issues. A simple exclamation mark can make something ordinary into extraordinary. Yet in the same moment the correct wording of a sentence can lead to complete falsehood. The person’s true emotions concealed through an eloquent array of words.

Screens also have an excellent way of creating isolation. Rather then calling that person we send them an email. Rather then visiting them we see them on skype. Rather then talking to the person across the room we text them instead. These screens have created our world filled with chaos since we no longer need to spend time on such things. Rather we can fill our lives with work and other responsibilities. Jobs are demanding more and more due to the readily access of resources and individuals through these screens.

Once there was a time where one could not hide behind the screen, we had to come face to face with one another, shared intimate moments together sitting side by side, hearing each other voices and looking at each others eyes. These moments are now few and rare and should be cherished or soon may waste away to nothing more then a wall of endless screens.