The Day the Last Book Dies

Mar 17, 2006 13:48

Ink runs from the corners of my mouth.
There is no happiness like mine.
I have been eating poetry.
-Mark StrandOn the day that the books die,the forlorn sky will drop wet stars onto the last remaining texts. Ink will run the streets in rivers of black and violet, the colors of blood closest to the heart ( Read more... )

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afox1 March 17 2006, 21:52:21 UTC
This m'dear, is truly beautiful. *nods* We had a discussion that was something like this in Theatre class, actually. Our Prof., Truckey, has decided that all of the technology we have now a-days is actually causing what he called "decommunication". Basically, it's breaking down any need for personal (face to face) communication we may have...which is the type of communication we should have (him being a theatre prof, and an actor, it's his job to be in the presence of someone, and talking to/preforming for them...). He also talked about the internet eliminating our need of books, as well. It's his belief that some day there will be no more books at all; That the internet, and computers, and other technology, is going to phase out all need of paper, period. Which would be a horrible, horrible thing. I love the feel of a book in my hands, and the smell and the rustle of the pages (be they old or new). His comment was "hey, owning a bunch of books makes you look really smart too. My office is lined with them, granted they're mostly ( ... )

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