DIGITAL IDENTITY
The characteristics of the individual personality are evaporated not only with the passing of time, but with each one’s experiences. We are different, even when we are the same. We live through the screen to show the inner identity in each one, the one that we do not dare to show on the streets. The one that will be designated by society as a deficiency. We got to the point where we question the true meaning of technology, are not we some digital entities manipulated by a machine? We are the ones who live controlled by technology. We played the role of being God when we conceived it, and once its creation was done, it took possession of each individual to the point of feeling the need to be nourished by it.
Machines are a more continuous food than the one our bodies ask daily; or better, what technology inserts in our thinking as a need to fill some gaps. Maybe the change in our identity is not due to time, it is likely that each personality is restarted from a source of energy in which we are prohibited from intercepting.
Why is it easier for some beings to strengthen or weaken their emotions?, how is it that each person is born with a different character with just one month old? We live floating in a null space, our impulses are not born from within. Maybe it is not me who writes down these words, it is the machine that intervenes through me to express itself, it is the machine which gives you the vision to have the opportunity to read them. It talks through us. We are its mediators, its slaves, and we easily surrender to it without any opposition. I find myself enclosed between the screen and what the world has dictated as “real”, you are also a few kilometers away. We all live behind a holographic box that barely allows us to breathe.
Perhaps the only way to feel some union of what we perceive as “real” is to lose ourselves in nature and restart our memory without technology adhering to us. Even so, we would not be able to distinguish if those new thoughts and feelings come in the same way from a digital controller inside of us. This is our universe, it is not natural or original, we already live in a parallel universe that they presaged from the beginning.
Talk more, and nobody will believe your word; reserve your speech, and dementia will consume you from the inside. Let us share our knowledge through this virtual world, there is no escape. The machine knows what we have discovered, or are we the ones who know what the machine has discovered?
