We are all awash with data. Our screens radiate heat, twilight and a quagmire of words, links and connections. Step and lift through a morass of language; sales, introspection, polemics, exhortation, extortion, waves of echoing group-think.
We are trapped in hermetic worlds encapsulated within commercial products; our scope of understanding and expression defined in features and bugs. We do not change exploitative economics to feed hungry people, but we will play with a toy that perhaps trickles rice, or rainforest preservation.
Reading becomes skimming. Thirsty eyes trip downwards over the flow of text, looking for resonant ideas and simpatico. Pieces which capture our imaginations are remembered and returned to like islands of solid ground or springs of good water.
My mind is full, perhaps with hope, perhaps with frustration, but no useful dialogue finds my fingers. Perhaps I need to unplug. =)