“Dear children, keep yourselves from idols.”

The web was literally filled with millions of do’s and don’ts. Ayes and Nays. Article after article of contention, tweet after tweet of variance, comment after comment of opposite ideas and thoughts. You would have read “Why MPs deserve their decent burial” only a few minutes before reading “MPigs biting off more than they can chew”, or “Hillary USA’s best bet” before reading “Trump takes lead in opinion polls.” It affected every area. Science. Philosophy. Literature. Biology. Entertainment. People disagreeing over whether Tupac was better than Biggie, whether chocolate was a cancer risk or a cancer drug, what African literature meant, how to get a girl to say yes, why feminism was better than patriarchy…. There was an entire world of contention on the web.

Debates had reduced. Bar brawls too. Parliaments fought their battles in the media, on the web. Research articles meant no sense in libraries, they found homes on digital archives.

After the first great world wide wipe out, when brilliant scientists recovered some data; they discovered that era, that during that era, information was never concrete, always changing with new research. It was this inconsistency that led to the rise of the web sentries originating from different political regions. North Korea. United States. Nigeria. Uganda. Iran. Saudi Arabia. Many regions that had a new class of people called techies. Geeks. Coding security programs that later achieved a.i.

Cultures were being lost. That was how these programs first came to be designed. To maintain purity of information for these different people. The French were scared of things like burkinis. The Brits were getting nervous about the pervasion of people of colour and their culture. The Africans, at least those who believed in Afropolitanism, decided they would keep their roots. The Japanese didn’t want variations of their kimonos. Saudi Arabia, would never give in to ideas that women could vote or drive. The web was infecting people’s minds, changing cultures too easily. Hashtags and petitions were causing problems for governments.

So the geeks were employed to develop these cyber sentries. Programs that worked better than firewalls. Could take on the role of cookies. Could censor, track, delete, ban and do things never thought of before.  The interactions of these political cyber sentries, first led to a period of digital cold wars. Because all these programs could move without restriction, some would take over ad spaces and place propaganda material. They would send emails, play videos and gifs in territories outside their own. When this started, a cyber sentry posting capitalist propaganda in North Korea, every other region took to being underhanded. Threats were issued. Systems were hacked. Files leaked.  It was followed by cyber mines and counter cyber mines. Sentries being destroyed were a big deal. Countries invested millions of dollars for the technology.

Things got out of hand when sentries began to directly attack each other on cyber highways. No one knows who threw the first punch. They had broken free of human control and would carry out the ideals on their own. Eventually it led into fully-fledged cyber warfare, Hiroshima type digital explosions that destroyed the very fabric of web reality as we know it.

After the failure of the humans to access their emails, WhatsApp texts, and any digital information, the society devolved into digital deprived monsters that began to act out social media life, developing new sounds, sign language and altogether forgetting social interaction.

By the time the scientists discovered this information, the race of humans was incomprehensible neanderthal seeking for something to type rather than say. Their finger nails were cracked, filled with dirt. Scratching the ground whenever they could. They were now making video signs with their hands. Making clicking sounds with their mouths.

What started as advanced technology led into post ape man society, where meaning was in the pseudo. Not even God was spared. They left Him. Blurred memories of experiences like “Netflix and Chill”, filters on Snapchat, Instagram stories, turned humans into depressed animals lacking what to do, lacking entertainment. Murmuring incomprehensible lines from a movie or a song or a series they had watched.

“Wai dyu passeesst Misra Ndersooon?”

The few who made it, those in the deserts, those in the forests, those in the electricity deprived areas soon became the learned. The devices having blacked out, were used as items to hang in living rooms, on coffee tables, ancient art.  These ones turned their attention to the millions of books, the pictures, the words, the cursive. Slowly they learned to read and soon became the learned man as everyone else lapped around like animals. Hopping around looking for imaginary pokemons.

Africa became a library. Europe was lost. Much of the Western world was lost. It was those who had kept some sort of offline life that survived the cyber zombie apocalypse.

In the end. The scientists decided to destroy the data they had recovered. The neanderthal humans would be rehabilitated, not with bringing the old but setting about a new way. They set about writing. On paper. Digging up the printed. Reading whatever they could find and damning the digital for good. The alphabet taught again. Writing, taught again. Playing in the open taught again. Talking to friends on outings, taught again. It was going to take a while, but after all the victims had been rounded up and placed in sanctuaries; more sanctuaries built to accommodate eighty percent of the population, and the written way taught anew,  a new world would emerge.

And the scientists, and the readers, the new learned,  found a piece of text that they agreed would become their stay,

“Dear children, keep yourselves from idols.”
1 John 5:21

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4 thoughts on ““Dear children, keep yourselves from idols.”

  1. Did this have an early publication? It's a headline story in 2034 when our children shall be doubting the ever authenticity of such existence as freedom from idols.

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  2. So real.

    It saddens me to think that it might actually take an apocalypse for people to get their heads out of their bums, as it were.

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    1. Haha... I read an article that is quite telling.. read ko here http://nymag.com/selectall/2016/09/andrew-sullivan-technology-almost-killed-me.html

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