Look upWill you let me see your eyes when we speak? Would you lift your head from the clouds, where you have saved yourself away? Don’t worry, the pixels will stay.Give me your attention; your gaze alone is not enough for me. I see your consciousness is trapped, marching with boredom through realities manufactured by others, in the comfortable uniform tailored for you. Your cherished pixels, touched by your finger— creating yourself, just as in Michelangelo’s painting, God creates Adam in His own image.
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