Digital Experience

Technology surrounds us and

It's the future

The next generation is always upon us and

It's the future

I find that, socially, we tend to talk 

About the next thing or the last thing

But never the current thing

Take that, digitally, and you’ll find

Individuals talking about the next digital thing

Digital, model, not-physical, unreal

I wasn’t surprised by any diagnosis

When it was revealed

When the other shoe dropped

And it’s not hard to see why

If I have to be worried about the 

Possible, prophesized, likely, in the air, undetermined

Future.

At all times.

Everyday.

Of course, I’ll be a little worried.

Wouldn’t we all?

Would we all?

I tend to think of the modern day as a colossal disaster

The more I learn, the more I buy into my theory

How is it possible that we’re more connected than ever,

More capable than ever,

More powerful than ever,

And yet there are many in the world

Who are none of those things

Because for some reason when I say “we” I’m not 

Talking about humanity,

I’m talking about some splinter cell of it,

My perspective of a perspective on my “we”

Therein lies the root of most of my problems, I believe.

Digitally modeling my perspective of

This issue through text and the internet and whatever

Is perpetuating the impossibility of transmitting my information

To you realistically.

How can anything be real when it’s been transfigured 

Into a model?

Why am I worried about some stranger’s next thing, 

And the stranger’s replier’s next thing,

And the response to that stranger’s replier’s next thing,

And so on?

I’ve grown up in a brave new world.

A lucky member of the new generation.

Am I biologically, or psychologically wired to desire

That person-to-person connection

And simply forced to interact with it digitally due to

The industry’s competitive elimination of the real world?

Am I brainwashed into consuming this meticulously 

Designed content? 

The same content I’ve been consuming 

Since my Youth?

Am I normal? Or just talking to no one

Like that cardboard-wearing, obscenity-shouting,

Sidewalk assailant? 

I don’t know.

Maybe that’s just my digital experience.