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Array ( [sid] => 172912 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Bandit [time] => 2012-06-09 06:02:40 [hometext] => Wrote this poem after I decided I didn't want to be attached to Facebook anymore. [bodytext] => A thousand friends from a single click,
Constantly connected like a heroin addict,
A preacher not a believer, a straight hypocrite.
A slave to that world, controlled by the whip.

Leave a digital message to stay in contact,
Becomes an obligation, not a thoughtful act.
Post pictures to boast my epic road map,
Jealousies emerge, hide behind a screen and attack.

A world of friends, whom I don’t even know,
A fresh perspective, my visions they show,
My friends are in the flesh, not some screen that says home,
Deep in my heart, we survive, on our own.

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The Bandit

Contributed by nluchett on Saturday, 9th June 2012 @ 06:02:40 AM in AEST
Topic: goodbyepoetry

A thousand friends from a single click,
Constantly connected like a heroin addict,
A preacher not a believer, a straight hypocrite.
A slave to that world, controlled by the whip.

Leave a digital message to stay in contact,
Becomes an obligation, not a thoughtful act.
Post pictures to boast my epic road map,
Jealousies emerge, hide behind a screen and attack.

A world of friends, whom I don’t even know,
A fresh perspective, my visions they show,
My friends are in the flesh, not some screen that says home,
Deep in my heart, we survive, on our own.

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Thank you.

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Re: The Bandit (User Rating: 1 )
by northernlights on Saturday, 9th June 2012 @ 06:09:05 AM AEST
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Post Facebook realisation,superficial electronic worlds leave emptiness,creating playgrounds of insecurity, and do nothing to feed the soul, you have expressed all of this eloquently and I hope like me you find reality, although not always without its faults, a relief and never look back.

Re: The Bandit (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 9th June 2012 @ 07:52:39 AM AEST
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This is all good and well and I totally agree on the friends that you don't even know being on Facebook. Go through and delete them and or block them.

You can also change your setting to filter out all the rhetoric.

Facebook, as with this site too or anything on the internet can be what you make of it. I have gotten to that point where I just want to delete my account there but I also consider the good and take the good with the bad.

The good things are that friends "that I know in the flesh" are on there. I've had to move but am able to more easily stay in contact with them. Some of them are pretty damn awesome people and I think I'd be (and many others are the same) one of those people that eventually for whatever reason loses contact.

Facebook has also allowed me to catch up & find with long lost friends from the past, again flesh and blood. Also find some cousins I otherwise had no contact info on and some how lost touch.

You are flesh and blood. So am I. So are the rest of us. Additionally, I have met some pretty cool people here and on the net. It is simply another form of communication. We have been communicating via mails, carrier pigeons, smoke signals or whatever :) The net has simply amplified that.

This is not to say I don't completely understand this poem. It's simply to say we can also see the good in something.

Deep in our hearts we still need others. Just be choosey who you add.

Good job. Take care.

Tim
(who hangs out with many of the Facebookers and lives with one. ) We're all still human :)

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