What's better? To live life thinking you're special? Or knowing you're special only to have it all ripped away? Purpose. Meaning. Life out of the loop of mediocre existence. Out of the stationary, distilled, backdrop of someone else's story. To be Wanted. Needed.
Is it really low tech/high life when everything you use is created through science and technology. Paper, ink, pens, food, showers, cars, clothes, etc. Your life is high tech because everything is technology. What you use in this life makes life easier. Even your body is a machine that houses your soul. Your brain the central computer in which you create, through science, technology in which life is simpler. And like every piece of technology it must break, shut down, come to a close. We return to the stars free from the machine. Ghosts without limits. Free…until reborn again into another humanoid machine or animal, bug. Life is a matrix, it is vast, confusing and endless. It goes up and down, around and around. A maze caught in an endless loop. And it can be hard, but amazing. This system, this reality so unknown that you cannot help but hate and love it. That system called life.