The screen…

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A flat lifeless rectangle.

Countless images moving across its manufactured body.

Billions of eyes staring motionless at its lightshow,

Telling us who we should be,

What we should fear,

What we should buy to remove that fear.

Hours of nothingness,

A drowning of our mind in a sea of illusions,

Moving us ever farther away,

From an inner understanding of our true nature.

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