I am on autopilot.
The computer programs my appliances,
Schedules all of my appointments,
Modifies the climate control,
Monitors my health issues,
Pays my bills.
Its algorithms set the parameters
Of my posts, my tweets.
It automatically edits the news feed.
The computer files away my emails,
Downloads my entertainment videos,
Prints my schedule,
Checks my fitbit, charges my phone
Programs the navigator on my car.
A lifetime of vacations are booked,
My retirement plan is set,
Even the final arrangements have been made.
Being on autopilot is so convenient.
There is nothing left to think about.
There is nothing left.
No way out.
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Author Notes
What I wanted to illustrate here is that convenience can take you to places that suck the life out of you. Take all the satisfaction of living from you. In the end, an effortless life can leave you empty, unfulfilled and unsatisfied. Living in a shell of experience orchestrated by a technology that has moved beyond your control. A feeling of helplessness. I wanted a dead pan, emotionless delivery to highlight this theme, hence this static, machine like voice, this dull, monotone structure. estory
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