With the astonishing
technological developments
of recent decades,
we have limitless
opportunities for
entertainment and
distraction.
We have an endless
supply of images,
information, entertainment,
and stimulation
at our fingertips.
Yet, despite all of this,
the symptoms of
neurosis persist.
The flow of things
to which we cling
and with which we
fill our lives never
really satisfies.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The flow of things to which we cling and with which we fill our lives never really satisfies. /// yeah you are right