What is even the point?
Intimacy is dead.
No love is possible through directed mechanical automations.
You cannot feel your lover's breath or caress her skin through a screen.
All you get are pictures, parts, little translated bits of her.
It is but an ersatz facsimile of what you really want.
You cannot love the vibrations of the diaphragms inside your speakers that only corrupt her true voice.
You cannot love the arrangement of red, green, and blue lights packed closely together on the screen that cannot ever substitute for seeing a living breathing person in front of you.
You cannot love an image.
Intimacy is dead.
No love is possible through directed mechanical automations.
You cannot feel your lover's breath or caress her skin through a screen.
All you get are pictures, parts, little translated bits of her.
It is but an ersatz facsimile of what you really want.
You cannot love the vibrations of the diaphragms inside your speakers that only corrupt her true voice.
You cannot love the arrangement of red, green, and blue lights packed closely together on the screen that cannot ever substitute for seeing a living breathing person in front of you.
You cannot love an image.
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May 12, 2023
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