Drop your digital gadget and grab onto the balloons with both hands so you’ll have enough strength to hold on as they carry you to far and wide places of tremendous beauty and wonder.you’ll have enough strength to hold on as they carry you to far and wide places of tremendous beauty and wonder.
Hold onto your gadget for dear life more than the balloons that keep you afloat. Let the weight of it (depicted in this image as very heavy) cause your hand to start slipping from the ribbons while growing weaker by the second. Without the support of the other hand holding the gadget, there is no chance you will hang on long enough to get to the destination of your dreams. The videos, images, and selfies you managed to take along the way, the continuous updates of this magical journey, on a minute by minute basis — you’re more preoccupied with those things than seeing and enjoying the spectacular sights around you in all their real life glory with your own two eyes instead of through a screen. If we don’t let go of our precious technology, of the belief that we can’t exist or have no purpose without it, our soul will never reach the elevation it craves, the freedom from eternal return — unbearable lightness of being.
But that’s not good enough for you to give it up, no way! Fuck these evil balloons for just snatching you up and taking you away from your cozy little comfy zone… your beloved little world of chasing sweet little pleasures that act as fireflies, or sometimes, like scattered marbles over a frozen lake. And so down you fall… down…down… into a cold, wet abyss. Ah, the ocean. Home sweet home. Some sharks picked up your scent and are swimming around you now. Yay for the perfect lastie! That’s not exactly what this work is about, just my own interpretation of it today… Stelly Riesling, 2015 NYC
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