Musings by the screen

Screens have replaced the way we look at reality

Screens have replaced the way we look at reality. Something the hippie elders told us a long time back. Wake up. The veil has fallen. Here comes a new spirit, this wakes with you and sleeps with you. No, I do not wish to be a martyr, fallen for a justice scheme that enveloped half the known globe. I do not wish to die this soon. May death come naturally to me. I am no hero, but I choose to stay away from this charade.
One day, everyone will have a tv in their house. Everyone will be hooked, everyone will be addicted to this. There are warnings all around this world, of the dangers of not listening to the ones yelling at you!

This is the last of the ones shouting. No one will shout here after. Parallel realities are being created on screen. Yes, the west created this problem. Matrix isn’t a movie in India, it has turned into reality. Everyone knows only what is shown on the 40 inch screen pasted on the wall, and the usual looking at each other while we talk has replaced itself with that screen. No one is honest, no one has their own opinions anymore, only that of the person on the screen.

You do not need a Hitler to justify violence anymore, people themselves do it. They justify hate, murder, rape, slaughter, caste discrimination and all this when humanity is at its fragile moment. A push ahead and we loose ourselves, a pull from behind and we become subjects. Yet, we voluntarily accept to be subjects. We are a frail species only wise in thought but illiterate in reality.

You robot, that screen controls you, don’t you see?

Don’t you understand that these people controlling you from behind the screen don’t give a hoot about your well-being and basic human dignity? Still, all you do is cheer for him. Him because they are only hims in that chamber, all hers are anyway numbed down, in this part of the world at least.


People have a short span of memory. You are being transmuted into a robot receiving information and being updated when the old information no longer seems useful. Here’s a software update. A new government. Here’s a software update, a new Chief Minister. Here’s a software update, we will shit on you like we used to. And in other news, there is no news other than the news controlled by us. We bring about the news from nothing, we pay them and ask them to pat on our backs and they do it willingly. They will even lick us if we ask them to - their children go to school with our money. Oh sorry! Your money, funnelled through corporates towards us in party funds to make it seem legal - nope, still illegal. White, black, pink, brown money, we have all kinds.


But you my dear robot will not change the channel and tune in with your inner spirit. You will knowingly be a robot, and one day all this will end, all this will be a dream and you will be dead by then..

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