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Collective ADHD

I watched


         As the two year old boy


            Started to slam his mom's cell phone against his head.




He must've hit himself four or five times, hard as hell.


    Then he balled up a fist,


And punched the phone five or six times.





    The video he was watching must've froze or something.





And,


A few weeks ago,


     One of my friends asked me if I was scared of technology,


And I flat out told her that I wasn’t. 



    I said that I think where tech is heading is exciting. 




But,




    After watching that kid do that,


Maybe I should be afraid. 


     It is changing us in ways we don't understand. 



I heard the crowd agree that as a society we have ADHD. 


 


  Our over-stimulated minds are stuck in time. 




As a society, 



       we collectively 



                  have ADHD.




We aren't even aware


That we are too distracted to care.





Billionaires could take control of our government


Fire's could burn L.A.


Hawaii could burn


Hurricanes could rage


School shooters could go crazy


The ocean's could become toxic sludge


Diddy could blackmail all of hip hop


Drones could patrol the sky's


A man-made virus could spread across the globe


Aliens could come down and say hi to us


Artificial Intelligence could control all the information we have access too


World War 3 could be right outside of our window


But


None of us


Would have the capacity


To care.




That's what collective ADHD does.



We are too over-stimulated to change the world.


We will never have a revolution.


We lack empathy


Our biggest enemy


Is our screens.


This is what collective ADHD means . . .


CH 1/21/25

 
 
 

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