The Illusion of Digital Movement
We mistake the portability of our digital prisons for freedom. Our devices journey everywhere while our attention travels nowhere.
What if our most profound confinement comes disguised as convenience? The smaller our screens become, the larger their dominion over our consciousness grows.
We have perfected the art of being simultaneously everywhere and nowhere—physically present yet mentally absent from our own lived experience. The architecture of our digital habitats grows ever more elaborate whilst the boundaries of our actual existence shrink to the dimensions of a glowing rectangle.
Should we marvel at technology's capacity to follow us everywhere, or lament our willingness to be followed? In the relentless pursuit of connection, we have perfected a peculiar form of solitude: alone together, connected yet isolated, like stars that illuminate everything except their own darkness.