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I wonder what Philip K. Dick would have thougth when he wrote his 1968 book if he would live to see virtual sheep graze safely in virtual meadows. Of if Androids would communitcate via electric signals independant of telephone wires or Microwave beams? Should have come as quite a shock. Something we, as a global society become very accostomed to, communicating virtually through androids to others virtually. And, we dare to dream with the other vitural Sheep.

Recently, Livejournal.com was subjected to outages which has effect my ability to communicating with virtual friends. But somehow, someway, many of these virtual friends have become real. Somehow bursting out of the Three Laws, and into our world. I suspect because we cannot see the visual clues the body projects, hear the affect of the voice, and because we cannot detect an accent or dialect, we cannot judge based on what we see. We only judge and form our opinions the words we can read. And in this, you cannot hide for long the contents of our mind and emotions. You must become open, and you become interconnected in the lives of others one or one-thousand kilometers away. You become intimate and connected; more than you can in 140 charactors.
And because of such a prolonged absents, I have begun to miss and mourn thier absents.

I miss Lucy's poems and stories of joy about her first trimester with her first child. I miss Anita's warth and wisdom, her pride in Gardens, and the love for her husband. I miss Olga's joys of graduating, the beauty of her photography, and the wonderings of what comes next in life. I miss Suzie's triumph lifestory (though I could read it here, if she would post more). I miss Tim's rants, Joh's thoughts, Kevin's musings, and Peter's poingnant yet crusty British remarks.

Some have contacted me, letting me know all is well with there life. Some I can and have visited in real life. But somehow, between the screen and the router, I miss the intimacy. And, it makes me sad: Like moving away or graduating, or a hundred other life events. And all with the same results. Like a dreamless night's sleep. And one where you can't simply count jumping virtual sheep to gently guide you into sweet virtual slumber.

I hope that the problems are resolved quickly and very soon. For like Mr. Dick, I do want to dream again of virtual Sheep.

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Date: 2011-07-29 06:18 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] rowangolightly
*g* If you mean me, I spell it 'Susi' and I do mean to post here more frequently. If you can't read my lifestory in detail on LJ, that simply means I don't have you on the right filter. There are things I post to smaller filters when I don't think wants to read about my angst or rants. If you do, I'll add you on those.

I like to think that someone will see me a being strong and courageous and not just whiny and lame. But then, we're each one of us the heroes of our own story, aren't we?

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Date: 2011-07-30 02:36 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] rowangolightly
*g* It's ok...I'm so accustomed to having my name misspelled that it really doesn't bother me anymore; my fault for choosing an unusual spelling, is how I look at it.

I've had some so-called friends that I've had to turn loose during the last year for being harsh, bossy and judgmental rather than supportive and nurturing. Still recovering from some of that as it shakes one's self-confidence.

Anyway, thanks...it helps sometimes to see one's self from someone else's perspective.

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