privacy
We hide...
Or at least attempts are constantly made...
Futile attempts...
They probe...
Successfully gleaning information about each of us that we have been so careful to keep concealed...
Collecting data at will...
Disbursing and gathering as if part of a some fantasy world trade brokerage...
We withdraw...
Reducing our footprint, changing our routine, developing safeguards, building fences and walls...
We do our very best to appear socially active. Feeling violated, we try to conceal the fact that we have withdrawn...
Constant status checks assure us that we are secure. Causing us to feel even more insecure...
Feeling the intrusive probes penetrate our barriers and violate us again and again...
Our vulnerability becoming evident as our lives become public domain...
They watch...
Peering from street crossings, store fronts, hallways, rooftops, orbiting satellites...
Watching our most intimate interactions...
Leering at us in their self-righteous stance...
Violating us with the digital equipment that have made so readily available to us...
We hide...
Or at least attempts have been constantly made...
All the while giving free access to our innermost safe places...
We now realize that privacy, for us, is no longer an option...
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EdwinBrown9®™
6/24/16
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