Media Ecology

He walked in and asked what I was looking at. The eyes fixated on the computer screen barely managed to rotate his direction. Like the inside of my eyelids were made of sandpaper. It was late and the lights were dim. But that's not why I felt lethargic. Then; "Media Ecology" I murmured. The words were like sand. A gritty stream pouring out of my mouth without me really having to speak them. "That doesn't make sense. Ecology is about plants." Without a word of rebuttal Wikipedia's page on Media Ecology was pulled up and read aloud. It was talked about. Makes sense. We have felt the increasing presence of media for the last 10 years. Seeping ever deeper into each facet of our lives. Technology isn't particularly liked around here. It's used by all of us. A lot. Every Day. Then complaints are made to one another in passing about how the internet sucks out our souls from our bodies through our eyes. The loss of so much. Or so we say. And it's on Facebook. But you don't post about losing your souls to the internet. You post about losing your souls online, but you claim the loss takes place in life offline. Outside of the internet there is life. Inside the internet there is an abyss of information that mimics life. I say 'in' because to me the internet is like a deep cave. Your browser less like a window and more like a flashlight illuminating only a tiny portion of the vast cavern surrounding you. If you could see it all you would recognize how entrenched you are. How inescapable. How inevitable. Google is the entrance. After that it goes ever deeper. You can't see the sky! At the bottom isn't a Nyaan Cat meme. But a keystroke. Curser blinking steadily in the dark. Each keystroke etches a letter in a tombstone. At the bottom of this infinite cavern of information reads this on the tombstone: ep·i·taph noun \ˈe-pə-ˌtaf\ 1: an inscription on or at a tomb or a grave in memory of the one buried there. I am there. As are you. As we all will be. Where we will remain. The womb where a new world order is developing with each new soul laid there. With a link to "ad it to my places" on facebook.