Oh yes, I am beyond addicted to the tab entitled 'Instant View'. In fact, with what little funding left in my bank account, I bought this little box that I now commune with on a first name basis: Roku. Roku and I spend hours playing every BBC show known to this side of the Atlantic. Roku and I are never separated for more than a few hours time. I look forward to hearing all his clicking pops and clicks as we scan my Netflix Queue for another episodic t.v. marathon. Since Roku came into my life, Netflix viewing has become more than addicting. It is a lifestyle. I cannot imagine life without my dear palm sized Roku.
Yep, it is the truth. I have become addicted to intense t.v. watching via Netflix. My Internet cruising has decreased but I have found a new way to waste endless hours of time. Sadly, I do have a soul. Actually, that should be stated, "gladly, I do have a soul". Unfortunately, after endless hours of Netflix veiwing (yes, I am watching as I type), I think that my soul has lost its spunk to live in the real world. I have managed to befriend a black box named Roku and the jolly town folk of a make believe place called "Ballykissangel" circa 1995 (series 1-2). I have not only become fixated with technology, I have centered it as the source of my daily living. Hmmmmm??? This makes me laugh and cry all in the same moment. I realize how much I depend on entertainment to be my sustenance. And, this all ties in with my soul's condition. I think that it is just as present as before, but most definitely suffocated. It is time to tune out some sorts and forms of 'net' and take time with the best and most real relationship I can ever have with a God that is thankfully bigger and better than Roku. Ah, I think that my soul just took a sigh of relief. Thanks Blogger for giving me this tech-savvy outlet. And for all y'all reading this, go tune in with your Creator and families:)
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