感谢原作者制作转载至youtubeLook Up' - A spoken word film for an online generation.'Look Up' is a lesson taught to us through a love story, in a world where we continue to find ways to make it easier for us to connect with one another, but always results in us spending more time alone.Written, PerformedI have 422 friends, yet I’m lonely. I speak to all of them every day, yet none of them really know me.The problem I have sits in the spaces between Looking into their eyes or at a name on a screen. I took a step back and opened my eyes, I looked around and realizeThis media we called social is anything but When we open our computers and is our doors we shut.All the technologies we have is just an allusion, Community, companionship, a sense of inclusion, Yet when you step away from this device of delusion, You waken to see, a world of confusion.A world where we’re slaves to the technologies we mastered, Or information get sold by some rich greedy bastard, A world of self-interest, self-image, self-promotion, Or we all share our best bits but leave out there emotion.We’re at our most happy with an experience we share, But is it the same if no one is there? Be there with your friends, and they’ll be there too. But no one will be, if a group message will do.We edit and exaggerate, crave adulation. We pretend not to notice the social isolation. We put our words into order, until our lives are glistening, We don’t even know if anyone is listening. Being alone isn’t a problem, let me just emphasize We read a book, paint a picture or do some exercise. You’re being productive, and present, not reserved recluse. You’re being awake and attentive, and putting your time to good use.So when you’re in public, and you start to feel alone,Put your hands behind your head, and step away from the phone!You don’t need to stare at your menu or at your contact list, Just talk to one another, and learn to co-exist. I can’t stand to hear the silence of a busy commuter train When no one wants to talk for the fear of looking insane. We’re becoming unsocial, it no longer satisfiesTo engage with one another, and look into someone’s eyesWe’re surrounded by children, who since they were bornHave watched us living like robots and think it’s the norm. It’s not very likely make the world greatest dad, If you can’t entertain a child without a using an iPad.When I was a child, I’d never be home, Be out with my friends on our bikes we would roam.We’d ware the holes in our trainers, and graze up my knees. We build our own clubhouse, high up in the trees.Now the park’s so quiet, it gives me a chill. See no children outside, and swings hanging still. There is no skipping or hopscotch, no church and no steeple. We’re generation of idiots, smart phones and dumb people.So look up from your phone, shut down that display, Take in your surroundings and make the most of today. Just one real connection, is all it can take. Just show you the difference that being there can make. Be there in the moment, she gives you the look That you’ll remember forever, as when the love overtook. The time you first hold her hand, or first kiss her lips, The time you first disagree, but still love her to bits. The time you don’t need to tell hundreds, of what you’ve just done. Because you want to share this moment, with just this one. The time you sell your computer, so you can buy a ring, For the girl of your dreams, who is now the real thing. The time you want to start a family, and the moment when You first hold your little girl. And get to fall in love again. The time she keeps you up at night and all you want is rest.And the time you wipe away the tears as your baby flees the nest.The time your baby girl returns, with a boy for you to hold. The time he calls you granddad, and makes you feel real old. The time you take in all you’ve made, just by giving life attention, And how you glad you didn’t waste it by looking down some invention.The time you hold your wife’s hand, sit down beside her bed. You tell her that you love her, lay a kiss upon her head. She then whispers to you quietly, as her heart gives a final beat,That she’s lucky got stopped by the lost boy in the street. But none of these times ever happened, you never had any of this. When you’re too busy looking down, you don’t see the chances you miss.So look up from your phone, shut down those displays, We have finite existence, a set number of days, Don’t waste your time getting caught in the net. As when the end comes, nothing’s worse than regret.I am guilty too, of being part of this machine, This digital word, we are heard but not seen. Where we type as we talk, and we read as we chat.Where we spend hours together, without making eye contact.So don’t give into a life where you follow the hype, Give the people you love, don’t give them you ‘like’. Disconnect the need to be heard and defined. Go out into the world, leave the distractions behind.Look up from your phone, Shut down that display, Stop watching this video, Live life the real way.Gary Turk