Inhabitants of the planet Earth
linger in the trance-like state induced by moving screens
transfixed by the beauty of the unnatural
The carousel ride on kaleidoscopic wooden horses
imaginary gears simulate galloping
Occupants of the unlimited garden space with an ability
to choose a picture-perfect lawn shape
infinite landscaping ideas
Green cards and permanent residence status guaranteed
No fear of overpopulation

Millions are held hostage by technological arsenals
voluntarily shackled to ensure ongoing enslavement
Servants bound to service from here to eternity
Escape attempts from sugar and cotton plantations unknown

Attention fixated
Awareness of pain altered
Perception reshaped and distorted
Reality suspended
Conscious mind non-existent. Non-presence is
everything and everything else

Emotions are autonomic reflexes
Heart rate controlled. Memories restrained.
Accumulated experience where habits and responses to the world
dwell kept within bounds

A perennial state of hypnotic relaxation
and unconditional love, deeply planted and regularly
watered. Transcendent. Lost in you, my digital realm. Forever and ever.
Don’t want to be found.
Writing a story together. Contemporary role plays and
use of advanced dildos for
fans of BDSM and a wide spectrum
of kinky sex their toys offer.
Oh Wendy!
You shine with every word you utter.
You make me swoon when you smile at me like that.
Trapped in a labyrinth of passion.

Craving touch, they
spread apps open
fingers move in a circular motion, beyorny
a moan escapes them
put your finger in the middle of the screen
I feel you move to meet my fingers
slow curling hands
slide up and down, in and out, back in
deep and hard. Fast. Faster.
No release needed. Enjoying a permanent erection.

A heavy crosspiece is fastened over their necks
attached to the plough they are pulling
the yoke it is
they are reluctant to loosen
The world is sold into high-tech slavery.
No movement for its abolition on the horizon.



Author: Blogging_with_Bojana

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69 thoughts on “TILL DEATH DO US PART”

      1. Je trouve ce texte très contemporain, un soupçon de modernisme dans les termes…Il y a une touche de surréalisme qui te va bien Baci.
        Mais d’où te viens tout ce vocabulaire riche et profond ?🙂
        Waouh Baci !

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  1. Oh wow. The illusion of freedom that is written in the constitution on a silicon wafer. How is it you continue to write these pieces that bounce the reader back and forth at the whim of your wit and amazing skill?

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    1. I’ve been asked that already today. I said I’m an avid reader, the quality of what I read being the most important criteria. However, it’s not easy to satisfy my appetite and I constantly crave for more. I am thirsty for knowledge, a keen observer and a severe critic…and a joker too. I like twisting things and turning reality upside down and our vices and flaws inside out. It’s fun.
      Does this answer your question?

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  2. Are you a masseuse?
    Who knew you could give a holistic massage through a blog post. It was a great read!
    I don’t agree with high tech slavery. From my vanage point it’s tech dependancy is anologous to drug addicted Chinese laborers with opium that made their reality paletable

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  3. The slavery to virtual pleasure for some means real wage slavery for millions of others. The world has always been like that, but at least when the Mongol hordes were rampaging over the known world, people knew what they were getting.

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      1. Slavery used to be an accepted social status. Society was rigid and people accepted there would be no movement upwards. We’ve since had social revolutions and taught people that things are different now, that anyone can move up in status and there is no slavery. Most subscribe to the freedom myth, but nothing’s changed.

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  4. I am with you on this, Bojana. The internet (& social media especially) has turned us into a species of automatons. It’s a great place to go to escape reality… and that’s what’s so scary. The better the technology gets, the more we get disappear into it. Well done!

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