Even though the future is already here, we still have no idea what it will be.
What if our dreams no longer needed us?
A beautiful bit of an idea with the right medium can turn the most unsuspecting person or unlikely prospect into an authority at any given moment of any day; inversely we know a simple oversight can, at the wrong moment, have the opposite effect.
What goes up must go down, one may say.
The internet of things is a fun name.
The ecosystem of natural communication, grown outside itself.
We the users and creators are keeping step as best we know how.
Our generation is the one writing the book as we go. Negotiating the latter of the preparedness and future-ready familiarity the millennial’s buzzing about have grown up with, or the striving to the stars, investigation, and assertion that the boomers brought to the table.
We’re creating a conduit for the future to progress
-Without Harm-
As best we can.
From the floppy disk to the cloud we’ve kept in step.
This is the ecosystem of communication. Our mode of transit is the internet.
The internet isn’t as mindful as it should be.
Now it can be.
Our long-ago Jetson’s dream of a tech-savvy future is here; equip with on demand in home … …anything really. 3d printing, virtual reality, and by the ticket space travel.
We achieved our dreams, and as luck would have it, our dreams still need us.
And so The Internet of Things was born.
The dreams we had once realized became unnecessary once achieved. The graveyard of devices we now so callously leave in a drawer or on a shelf can do even more for us than we have time to communicate, and we simply haven’t time to communicate everything.
That won’t stop us.
So what if our dreams had dreams of their own?
