We all know now that we are star material, proven by physics. Energy knows no boundaries and when people meet in person their energies mingle and create a form of communication that is new each time. When people face each other instead of FaceTime, there is an acknowledgement of a force greater than just worldly existence, matter.
Touching hands brings joy and confirmation of our existence, not because it is just a sensual act but also because it intertwines our energies. For where two or three are gathered in the name of love, there is a force activated that is greater than the sum of its parts.
What is happening in the digital age? We are focussed only on ourselves, isolated and living in our minds. Even if we have 5K followers we contact with everyday it does not give the surge of power that contact with even our pet does.
Why? Because love does not come into our intellectual exchanges on facetime.
We can try to pretend it does and attempt to manufacture it artificially in our heads but is a broken connection from the star world.
The further we develop into walking robots glued to our iPhones the less star dust will exist in the world. We are rich in technology and bereft of love and joy as the two go hand in hand.
Contemporary art portrays the disconnect of ourselves from the very fabric of existence, the star dust we are, and no amount of travel to Mars will change that.
Touching hands brings joy and confirmation of our existence, not because it is just a sensual act but also because it intertwines our energies. For where two or three are gathered in the name of love, there is a force activated that is greater than the sum of its parts.
What is happening in the digital age? We are focussed only on ourselves, isolated and living in our minds. Even if we have 5K followers we contact with everyday it does not give the surge of power that contact with even our pet does.
Why? Because love does not come into our intellectual exchanges on facetime.
We can try to pretend it does and attempt to manufacture it artificially in our heads but is a broken connection from the star world.
The further we develop into walking robots glued to our iPhones the less star dust will exist in the world. We are rich in technology and bereft of love and joy as the two go hand in hand.
Contemporary art portrays the disconnect of ourselves from the very fabric of existence, the star dust we are, and no amount of travel to Mars will change that.
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