I recently FINALLY got an iPhone. Sorta had to; in my line of work there its now expected of you, and there are certain apps that you are simply expected to have now.
Anyway my awareness of all things iPhone has multiplied exponentially. And i find myself aware and disturbed by the willing obsession humanity now has with these little objects.
I do hate typing on them. The touchscreen makes it extremely difficult to write but perhaps that is by design since wirh the advent of these things the wrotten word seems on its way out.
I fond myself wanting to do everything now on my iPhone. Its almost like if i can't do it on my iphone i don't want to do it. Sitting at a big desktop computer just seems like so much work now! And i have to sit upright and there's this big clunky keyboard I have to deal with ..... But mainly i can take the little iphone anywhere, can curl up in my favorite comfy nook, away from prying eyes, even more so than with the laptop, which is still a bit clumsy and always threatens to burn a hole into my lap ....
And going on Instagram has now become a time filling hobby of mine, to literally go into the point-of-views of people from all arounf the earth! And see whete they live, what they're doing, see how pretty their girls are .... (and its astounding to see how young women all around the world seem obsessed with constantly photographing themselves and publishing themselves to the billions of prying eyes on the internet) ...... Its also clear, from doinf this, how mich the globalization of certain products has become, to the piint where very often you have no idea whatsoever what country the people you are viewing live in ...
And seeing how my own children have picked up these devices and suddenly become obsessed with them, their faces glowing in the darkening house ad twilight falls, somber as if lit by a private church candle ......
Then just tonight, spacing out, and realizing in a moment of panic when my phone seemed truly dead for a moment until i realized i had turned it off earlier, truly off, to reset it, and as i sat there staring at the screen as it rebooted it, staring at that little apple with the bite taken out of it .. .
Wait a second here .... an apple? With a bite taken out of it? Really?? Isn't there a little story about that in our culture's holy book, the bible? And didn't God warn the first people that bad things would happen if they took that bute out of that apple? Yet here we all are, obliviously carrying these little magic wands around with that exact same symbol on it?
It seems ridiculously obvious that the symbolism here is heavy and deliberate.
Am i just dense in not noticing this before, or has everyone been aware of this but me?
I dunno, maybe this should be in the lounge.
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