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I wonder what they’re saying… About me that is. Just in general. The people are always chatting each other, I know not if they chat more than they actually speak. And how often do people try to chat me? Yet I am glad to have remained without having the feed installed. The generations have fallen, I fear the end of culture. No, not this culture… That of old. The names of even Edgar Allen Poe or Bram Stoker are unfamiliar to these children… Do not even speak to them of Homer. All they are concerned with are whether or not they can go to the moon, when their easy School ™ is finished. My dear Violet… I am glad I gave her an education… I feel like that she might have an educating effect on those around her at least.Yet I still gave her the feed.
I knew something felt wrong when I went in to consult the doctors about getting her the feed. But yet, do I regret it. She does not smile as she did when young... There is a shadow behind those eyes that look so very old. They are not the eyes of a child. What is it that she sees that cause her to seem so different from her peers? Even as I watch her with Titus, laughing carrying on, I feel there is something that sets her apart. It's not just her knowledge. That she knows where the world is going. Where humanity it headed. There is something else...
I knew something felt wrong when I went in to consult the doctors about getting her the feed. But yet, do I regret it. She does not smile as she did when young... There is a shadow behind those eyes that look so very old. They are not the eyes of a child. What is it that she sees that cause her to seem so different from her peers? Even as I watch her with Titus, laughing carrying on, I feel there is something that sets her apart. It's not just her knowledge. That she knows where the world is going. Where humanity it headed. There is something else...
