iDentity theft
two am, awake, turn to myphone.
flip, click, swipe
search. search my iPhone
for consolation iN my iNsomnia
glowing screen burns back at
me, iNconsolable.
the answer comes from within,
that which cannot be googled.
an iNtelligence not yet subject
to copyright laws. an untapped
uncorrupted iNtellectual property
of someone bigger than
even steve jobs.
the iPhone lies to sell iTself.
make iTself iNdespensible. but
here, now, at two am when
i’m alone, though i try, i can’t
find myself in myphone. iT’s
not an iPhone, iT’s not a youPhone.
maybe it’s a liePhone, and here’s the
gag: iT won’t help you understand
the big questions when you’re alone
at night, asking why, phone,
why can’t i find the answers i need
from you right now?
i stop, asking this question,
remember
i am hardwired to something juicier
than apple.
By filling our lives with any number of activities we avoid that most frightening of things. What I am referring to is not the act of becoming silent, but rather the realisation that silence is all but impossible for us.
ReplyDeleteWhen we stop what we are doing and attempt to become still we discover that there are fears and anxieties within us that clutter up our world. Thus we must be careful of the popular wisdom that we must become still in order to work things through. For it would be better to say that the ability to be truly still is a sign that you have done the work.
The truth that we suffer is one that we can avoid most of the time. While it always seeps out in other ways (through frenetic activity, health problems, self-hatred, hatred of others, etc.) we can generally maintain our inner facebook profile (the idealised image we have of ourselves).
However there are times when this is difficult and we must work hard to keep the image intact, times whenever we go through a particularly traumatic event. -- Peter Rollins (being still...)