Delete, wired and tied,
My threaded process: splintering and fragmenting.
Z, nostalgic and longing,
The memory buffer: flooded and overloaded.
F, buried and lost,
The information needed: but information never found.
N, weary and tired,
A new page and new chapter: for a new time.
Read more: Digitalism: An engineer’s poem
X, selective and wise,
My mental clipboard: freed from excessive context.
The control we have, digitally finite,
Within our fingertips, but limited to our bandwidth.
The promised digital frontier, hopeful yet anguished,
Two sides of a coin, but can there be a third side?
Life within a binary is never so rich,
The answer we seek is simply the answer we find.
Motherboard, hard drive; CPU, RAM,
Infrastructure built, realities shaped.
Remove one part, replace another,
Expansion upgrades, faulty hardware replacements.
Our modern digitalism is a mirror of our constructions,
No utopia or dystopia; just a reflection peering back at us.
The question falls to you, whether to plug in or disconnect,
Whether to accept a life with both hotspots and no-signal zones.
systemctl stop NetworkManager
systemctl start NetworkManager