We all leave a trace of ourselves out there wherever we go.
Sometimes it’s only fair that we reap what we sow.
They call for the singularity and I say “hell no” .
We cross that line there is no retreat, no safe zone.
No little place in the corner of the server to call our own.
When ‘he’ shows up I’ll have my pitch fork and 300 baud modem ready.
Until then just got to keep it calm and steady; as I’ve seen where this digital highways ends… Not a place for ‘likes’ with ‘friends’.
Every key press recorded, every moment ordered, categorized, analysed, summarised.
Are you a human unit worth keeping? Or we will wash up on a beach, smartphone phone in hand, far far away from your homeland.
D September 2018