Abstract Concreteness/ Life In The Matrix

And the drumbeat we marched to was steady, always set to the pace of innovation- itself constantly improving its capacity to move us; today, our destination was a better world They told us existed in the cloud- one monolithic colossus that only allowed for variance in a very superficial way, for All here was ultimately an elaborate fabrication of zeroes and ones anyways, right? We are all just prisoners here, why not enjoy ourselves and leave the heavy lifting to those large enough to lift heavy things?