So smartphone users and habitual texters, if you applied the 80/20 rule to your friendships could you remember to enjoy yourself in the moment; listen to the people you were interacting with; and have a good time where you were… you know, like we use to. Or would the grass be greener on the other side: on Facebook, the internet, Twitter, the person texting about the party they’re at? Anywhere but where you are?
“It has become appallingly clear that our technology has surpassed our humanity.”
I feel we’ve lost our ability to connect with ourselves and others. We skim the service but never delve further… Are we a society of mangled hearts afraid to trust? What becomes of us if we only allow ourselves to be vulnerable to animals? Those who guard our hearts and secrets because they are unable to speak? They can not reveal last night you cried for hours or you made a big mistake the other day, but I’m going to love you anyway. Is that our fear? Is that the root of these manic feelings, that we don’t feel lovable if you got to know us? Are you worthy to be loved, flaws and all? If you showed society your chips and scrapes, would you be labeled a survivor or a loser?
When the mask is off, what lies beneath is the thing of beauty- a debt paid to society by existing and stripes earned by living. It may not be newsworthy but how you got to be where you are; who shaped who you’ve become; and where you’re headed in your journey is the true story. It’s a tale of struggle and triumph. It’s a saga of morality. It isn’t a question of right or wrong.
I’m Nobody! Who are you? Are you Nobody too?
It’s validity and relevance is a birthright by rights of humanity, and that is worth sticking around and getting to know. My jewelry box of friends were found when I dug past the top soil and unearthed rich clusters of dirt… that when washed away unveiled vibrant, sparkling gems.