The Internet of Things

Categories Human Nature, Lifestyle, Technology

How safe are we when the phones in our pockets take note of wherever we go; whatever we do; whomever we meet; and which, when, and how we meet them. It seems that our behavior is now accurately monitored, surveilled, and predicted.

It all began with someone’s dream of a connected world; a space where everyone could share each other’s experiences and feel less alone.

It wasn’t long before this world became our matchmaker, instant fact-checker, personal entertainer, guardian of our memories, and even our therapist.

Our information is all collected in real-time and attached to our identity, giving any seller direct access to our emotional pulse; including all of our interactions, our credit card swipes, our web searches, our locations, and our likes on social media.

Armed with this knowledge, the sellers compete for our attention; feeding us a steady stream of content built for and seen only by us; what we like, what we fear, what gets our attention, what our boundaries are, and what it takes to cross them.

Quite scary isn’t it? Or is it not?

I am an epic introvert, who quickly becomes an open book when I pen what’s in my significantly fertile mind; fertile as a result of bombardment by realities that are continuously captured by my inquisitive eyes, ears which are constantly rubbing the ground, through constant reading, and through dreaming too.

Writing provides an opportunity to ‘say’ what my unapologetic quiet mouth will not say; which not only soothes me, but also bequeaths to me a relief, a release, and a hope that the written words will change the world, even if only one person at a time.

And so should you seek, that’s where to find me; deeply tucked inside the blankets of reading, seeing, listening, dreaming, and then writing.

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