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I read a story once, about two girls who used to play together all the time. They used to talk long hours, to laugh a lot and to be extremely happy of having each other around. To make the long story short, technology came to town and one of them got a TV. Soon, she didn’t go out to play anymore no matter how loud her friend called her from the front yard. The other girl, alone in the park, cried and cried thinking that the TV set, that big box with people inside, had swallowed her friend. There were no more games, no more conversations, no more laughing and sadly, as the time went by, one finally forgot the other.
How can this story be connected to PPS files? Well, let’s say that almost all my friends were swallowed by PPS in the same way that the TV set ate that poor girl. Call me crazy if you want, but I don’t know anything about them since forwarded PPSs took their lives.
I mean, I do get messages from their e-mail accounts, but I’m under the impression that it’s not actually them who send the messages after all.
Imagine, all of a sudden almost all the people you love stop telling you about their lives, they also stop asking about yours. You don’t know what they have been, are or will be up to, how their families are doing; in fact, you basically stop having a friend to talk with. Sad, isn’t it?
Nevertheless, you get their mails day after day, but if you look carefully before opening them, you will always see that there’s an attached file, Guess what? A pps fileeeeeee! And believe me, it won’t be a picture of their babies or their last vacation or anything related to them, but rather another long and ten thousand times forwarded message that happened to get to your inbox.
I must admit that some pps files are pretty good; however, I would love, at least once in a while, to get a personal mail, just one to be sure that my friends, together with their families, still exist. Is that too much to ask? Not a forwarded message, I need an “attachmentless” and personal mail with a few words or a few questions: Analia, are you ok? We are doing fine. How’s your family? Please, keep in touch.
Wouldn’t that be awesome!!!!
Well, I got to go. I have same e-mails to send and some files to attach. See ya!
PPS
Saturday, October 21, 2006
I'm afraid PPS ate my friends.....
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Your story has reminded me the teachings about the cost of an hour and need to choose wisely for to have a success.
The "cost of an hour" may be understood literally but I feel you didn’t made that mistake and join the girl, who didn’t watched the TV (and didn’t fall in a slavery to our modern files)Thank you.
"The cost of an hour" outwardly looks very hard to bear, but when we are perceived by the eternities that start just now and are our real reality, the comprehension of the responsibility for our choice becomes the most precious duty.
The girl without TV (or PPDF file) depicts the situation of the artists in the current world. It is the story about the place of spirituality in our daily affairs.
It would be grand to meet you eye to eye for just to have a cup of coffee and to listen to the whispering of the colors in the eyes of passerby.
Our countries look differently, but such statement is just a trap. The healing mystery of the precious homeland is the same everywhere. We all rejoice at the same heaven and all are headed by the same love of the same God who has chose to reveal himself to us in multitude of names during the history.
Thank you for the wonderful story, for your choice to look beyond what is at hand. Though people are used to criticize the masks but the most chose to wear them. I am glad for you didn’t belong to such one. Thus your writing teaches us of it self the healing purity
Thank you Tommy for your lovely words. One day, who knows, we may share a moment and have that cup of coffee, life works in many amazing ways.
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