Refrain, refrain, refrain to confess that my life has change, a lot. stability kills human’s poor souls. comfort zones are devastating. we were mean to change, improve, and betray ourself that everything’s going to be the same. eventually, we would admit ourself that perfection only exists in fictional idea, there are no 100% efficiency. As time goes by, our imagination shrink away, taken by something more powerful: reality.
who would understand that?
think. are we going to the right direction? because I’m afraid the time will come, when human’s has no distinction with robots, do the same thing everyday, scheduled, predicted, unworthy. Deceived by technology, for those who can’t live without it now.