Impressions

Sometimes I cannot stop myself thinking that days are increasingly speechless since we life in the communication society. Time is absorbed by searching for information on the web; waiting for the sites to open: increasingly data-complex with the many integrated links ad fancy features, and in inverted proportion decreasingly info-deep; safe files that we download and don’t read; search on the own computer where we saved them …

… not much left to be said …, and what we say is too often adopted and adapted, reduced on the exchange of information … – equally then up to be forgotten before it is expressed … – if going beyond 42, ending in the best case up by reaching at 84.

It remains remarkable: This way it is possible to impress, maintaining life, living on a stage without recognising the iron curtain.