Waiting Until the Robots Take Over
Waiting Until the Robots Take Over
"For as the rain and the snow came down from heaven, and do not return there until they have watered the earth, making it bring forth and sprout, giving seed to the sower and bread to the eater, so shall my word be that goes out from my mouth; it shall not return to me empty, but it shall accomplish that which I purpose, and succeed in the thing for which I sent it." Isaiah 55:10-11
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These days nothing feels safe. Sharing public space, breathing the same air with strangers, you can not even extend your hand for hand shake or give your teen friends a greeting with their sign. You either bump elbows or make a gesture with your arm from a distance.
There is a lack of trust in the air. People are afraid. And in the process we are losing the human experience, we are on our way to becoming robots.
Half my time is on snap chat, and it is difficult to get a feel for people, to hear their voice, see their eyes, we live in a cyberspace world. It sucks. I have turned off my phone the last couple of days--feeling like being pulled into cyber world, without feeling, caring, and simply floating.
The Angel of Death circles. I have seen people die, suffer, and am faced with that reality every day. Some times I yearn to hear the voice of my friends, without talking about politics, finances, simply being present to one another.
One of my eighteen year old friends insisted when we were in Noveto not to go to Chick a fill, because it is either pro-trump or whatever. I laughed, first comment on politics to come out of his mouth, and probably the last. So my friends and I went to Chick a fill for them, to In and Out for Jonathan. We strive to please.
In the end it does not matter who we vote for, where we eat, or political persuasion, our religious or non-religious beliefs, the color of our skin, our sexual orientation--what matters is that we show love to one another, for when our eyes close in death--we are all the same.
I refuse to judge people in categories, instead to accept them without judgment simply as children of God, trying to find their way. Each is special, each is lovable.
As technology continues to take over I am at a crossroads. Part of me wants to find a bunker or a room in Palm Springs (I am dead when I do that) and hide out from the pending doomsday scenario.
Instead I picked up a new IPhone, keep wearing my mask, staying six feet a part, and just embrace the changing world in the spirt of the One who loves us.
Either way it is a sacrifice, at least until the robots take over. Deo Gratias! Thanks be to God!
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Fr. River Damien Sims, sfw, D.Min., D.S.T.
P.O. Box 642656
San Francisco, CA 94164
www.temenos.org
Pharmacist
4 年Read Rules for Radicals by Saul Alinsky. You are playing right into their hands.
Temenos Catholic Worker
4 年i never cancel anyone and i consider this comment the ultimate insult and if u want to discuss thus further call mr but u have hurt my feelings. i did not cancel u
Temenos Catholic Worker
4 年i did not cancel u. but i am not going to argue about secular politics period. I stand where i live my life on the margins. i am not judging u one way or the other. william my journey had lead me to where i stand. i do not vote like Dorothy it is a dirty rotten system
Pharmacist
4 年River, you are too kind to just cancel me. That is the tactic of the radical left. And that is not you. The only necessary for evil to succeed is for good men to do nothing.
Temenos Catholic Worker
4 年William i am not going to argue but to day my ministry speaks for where i stand and what i stand for