Tuesday, August 24

What the future holds.

The movie, Inception. I loved the movie.

I just generally like the whole idea of having a whole other world you create and can escape to. Right now this concept of escaping into a dream may seem fiction and imposible, but think about it, people have been escaping reality for years now with the help of the internet. People are able to fully escape reality and live by only with the help of the internet. The time is gonna come when people don't even leave their house! Everything's done online and when that happens, it'll be just the same as escaping into a dream because through the cyber world, one can fake their whole lives and get away with it. You can make yourself to be whatever you want to be.

The future is an abstract from where we're looking at it, therefore the saying of, anything can happen tomorrow. A lot of people has written their theories and their guesses of what will become of the world in the future. I recently read Fahrenheit 451, a book written in the 50's by Ray Bradbury. This book is about Ray Bradbury's take on how the future would be like. He wrote of a world where books were banned and a fireman's job were to burn books. A world where everything was about a screen that filled up a whole wall and this screen could be interacted by a human. (In the book they learn, connect with other people all through this wall. Which is like Skype + a flat screen tv and well now days, there's pretty much a tv programme for anything you wanna learn!) A world where humans were unable to think for themselves.

Funny thing about this theory is, in the 50's this idea of the future was probably unthinkable. People then probably thought this was imposible. But I being a reader of the present has doubts of this book, this theory never becoming reality. I truthfully think this theory that Rad Bradbury has written about in the 50's could be our reality in a couple of years ahead in the future.

Now this is why, I hate thinking of the future.

I jumped way out of topic. Haha. Stupid, Nana.

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