An earlier start certifies a later arrival, resembling shock-waves of inept behavior traveling through the coarse veins of a shallow child. I sit often to think on how many binaries pump themselves quietly within their system, to places unknown, yet still familiar. An apathy, so to speak, toward what is truly admissible, because the nature we've inherently created, usually pervades their knowledge without notice. Along the overpass of adolescence equipping that system with default security codes and multiple exit strategies, definition bears an unprotected need.
The light shines upon the climb, modifying hills that rather be guidance to a source no longer filling the crevice. It seems as if places and gaps of knowledge are more comfortable with being connected, but connected nonetheless. What must I mean of this? I mean that those gaps represent forged authority, and credible dissonance without proper judgment because one child can search. One search per child is one search that is endlessly searched for, which apparently seems okay with never being found, given that each piece of data used, files itself into a record.
When musing on how fictional these screens are, I think back to my second-grade tenure. My career at that point as a writer, storyteller, sleeping giant, sun-absorbing king of the playground. We conquered the monkey bars, the long slides, the pinwheels that held those fractions we learned in school; but loved using, when we calculated scoops of ice cream patrolling through our neighborhoods. It changes, or it has changed. Maybe this is a multitude of no complaints because everything has connected us through access and storage. Memories that are fond of themselves tasting like rich fondue of the purest cocoa plant in the world. Cavities for some reason begin hurting later. Who gave a ubiquitous thought toward developing wisdom teeth that age? Not them, not we or I sir, for one complained when eating Kits-Kats on a stoop outside the vicinity of grandmother’s front porch. While watching cars pass by on the main street, childhood was routine, but now childhood is adulthood and primacy desires enhancement. The longing to be first and the undeniable clause of survival impedes the move ahead with oneself. In realizing the manner behind that which craves sensible authority, constant growth offers no difficult challenge.
These infinite, well-authored and complex self-tendencies include: obsessive gain, conscious appeal, friendship anxiety and limitless evolution. The binaries have become one, which expose the gaps between their connection it takes too long to do that same meditation over. It seems a daily regiment that relinquishes a third look to counteract the implicit bias of researched data. School buses circle our neighborhoods to pick up children directly in front of their homes, just because it’s too dangerous for others to be around, little goldfish coddled in the midst of their computer tablets. My point is that witnessing a kid with his or her cellphone never becomes a problem until a problem actually occurs. Studying the aspect or area of science that deals with technological effects on our amygdala or hippocampus are fine, but we must consider what we sacrifice while moving forward. What are a consideration of second-grade education and will the fact of the matter incur new forms of politics? What are the new ways to research at a young age and is one child wrong or should be kicked out of school for claiming the idea of knowing too much?
Although our coming of age isn’t anything new, the story is always given a new vision. Sometimes the light reaches vision, but most often while I sit, it does not. This is a time of clarity and a period of making sense as if it hasn’t occurred before, but with a hunger for unity and collectivism. This age of information drains the outdoors for what it has to offer and whether good or bad, we must still continue to survive. Us adults must also remember, that we too, enjoy filling ourselves with new knowledge and things we didn’t know before. That what we didn’t know is always accessible and that because we now know, the excitement behind the internet’s potential degrades and YouTube, google, social content and etc. are prerequisites or second-grade to our lower level scholars. While in an instant, quality learning also becomes second-grade, to a smaller civilization that will have a much stronger or sophisticated choice to make, between retracting society and effectively progressing forward.
