Just spent the morning watching a programme called Britain from Above on BBC iplayer. (For readers not from UK, you will be unable to view it because you do not subscribe to the overly charged UK broadband network).
This programme is about comparing aerial photographs taken by German planes in World War II, as they slid into the British skies to find targets for bombing jets that would later scorch the landscape, with that of contemporary aerial photos.
I came across this poetic line when the Scottish, Glasglow born narrator Andrew Marr talked about weathermen gathering climatic data from outer space:
"...looking down from above are robots, not angels..."
That sentence totally took away my concentration from the programme as I pondered about how even space now is taken over by technology and how our lives revolve around technology. We are thrown into this age of technology and it embraces us disregarding our preferences.
But again, how many relationships (be it love, friends, business, research-based, creativity-based) are started over email, text messages and instant messaging. Humanity now runs in the veins of optical fibers and the music of frequencies bonuces off our own building walls.
I couldn't help but think of the great forces at work here. Perhaps,
Looking up from below are angels, not humans.
The rain is coming at the window from all sides while the sun shines high above, another typical day for Edinburgh.
3 comments:
Fiber optics, eh? They are merely a medium to express something much more complicated.
depth or coverage. which one do you prefer?
This is actually one of my favourite entry.
I prefer my writing. Has coverage and depth =)
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