Just spent a couple of weeks in an altered state. I was in another
country, with people I don't hang out with and with different
access to the usual information channels. It was in some ways a
reminder of the past. No ubiqutious internet, not even tv in the
private spaces, people around with real world problems. It's such
a big deal to even watch the news with other people watching and
commenting at the same time in the same physical space.
Now back in the hyperconnected bubbleworld. The unreal and the
fractured. The information stream has its pull. The overlapping
invisible world has its demanding precense in my psychology. The
social has been transferred into that space, creating the gravity
between the spaces. The real world is made more lonely by the
transfer. It becomes less interactive as the social is sucked
out of it.
