Quiet War

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Science Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Featured Review on this writing by Jake J. Harrison


Photo by Umberto Nicoletti from UmbertoNicoletti.com

 

 

 

 As we have been driven by our fear state, we seek immediate gratification, relief. We turn to films and shows of the lives of others we can escape ourselves into until we become nonliving even just for a moment. In our rooms, our doors close so we can exist in a virtual reality. We’ve stopped caring about one another. We can remember the last time we made friends with our neighbors, as we knocked to see if they could “come out and play”. As we grow older, we grow more logical and we have forgotten where our hearts are. The world confuses us into a pretend adulthood where we refuse to see ourselves as children once. That we in fact have an inner child who wants to touch, connect, to come out and play. We are being groomed into an existence that’s autonomous, like the machine’s we will become. Where we believe in the logical realm as perfection - the correct dosage of feelings to where there are none.

Because we lost cope with being imperfect.

  We all talk about our days in a bland and factual manner, then we move on until we become even more so. Until we become so isolated, for without feelings - what’s the point of relationships? We clock in & out for the day to serve the upper powers. We have been slaves for so long. We don’t even realize, all that we have given up, when we had given in to the fearful existence that has led us here, to barely be. Long gone are the days where we were different from one another. Unique is annihilated as we become mechanical in being. Feelings are manufactured & at times controlled by the upper powers. A manufactured, controlled existence.  The knowledge of our history, destroyed by the push of a button. Imagine a street that cries into an empty echo, while they erase our mind - so that they can get away with in plain sight. 

Don’t let them get away with, by not letting ourselves get more away from, eachother.

 

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Written by Sera Cocora on Jan 5, 2017


Submitted: September 20, 2020

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Jake J. Harrison

Hi Sera,

You have posted a piece that cries out with frustration about a world that has become bland and conformist. Where children age and lose their sense of community and wonder. I can sense the despair and frustration and drips from the lines. At first, I didn't realize this was a poem, thinking it more prose, but as I explored the words, I came to feel the form of the piece. There are some great lines here which I highlighted. There were also a couple of lines that confused me, and I have highlighted them. Good luck with the contest!

- Jake

Mon, September 28th, 2020 10:53pm

Sera Cocora

Thank you Jake for having such a full understanding of emotion I tried to convey - I appreciate your review. I know what you mean about being confused about the line "lost cope with being imperfect" - I'm playing on the common phrase we hear "lost hope in..." and made it about coping yet I wanted it to still resonate with losing hope with being imperfect - so I played on the phrase/words. Someone else pointed out the confusion of the phrase so I am considering changing it now. We shall see, still feeling it out - but your input certainly helps, thank you.

Thu, October 1st, 2020 6:16pm

Queenie Maud

Wow, what a great little piece. Couldn't agree more. Thank you for sharing!

Mon, November 16th, 2020 3:48am

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