I see the disconnect everyday in the faces of my students. To be able to push past the zoning out to be able to connect would be the greatest feat of all.
pull the plug. I going to quite using facebook and turn all the lights off. The tv’s quite and the shades are drawn. Choose shut down not standby and preoccupy myself with whatever remains in front of me.
putting something away from something else. i usually think of a cord like an internet connection. or between two people who haven’t talked in a long time, they disconnect on a social level.
I lost it. I can’t remember where. It’s not like I wasn’t watching. I mean you can always see where you arm is. But when I walked beneath the bridge it was gone. maybe it’d been missing all morning. I can’t remember using it to make the coffee.
todays world is so disconnected to so many things that were always important to the ancients. nature, family, and humanity as a whole. technology allows us to not communicate face to face which diminishes our communication skills.
now ! right now ! stop everything just shut down and go …… who cares where roads take us and what we do along the way, its all about wanting and feeling
We have disconnected from the natural world, building cities that do not harmonize with the sun and wind and plantlife. We need to reconnect by designing with the environment in mind.
She lent down to disconnect the cord from the plug. As she pulled the plug out a hock ran up the length of her arrm. Letting go of the plug she slumped to the ground, holding her arm. An excruciating pain travelled from her wrist up to her shoulder.
i am no longer with you. we are floating a part, in the gaseous sky. our hands were touching three hours ago, no they will never touch again. we are disconnected.
disconnect mean that when you’re out of place and not close to another people. it means that you don’t really understand what their thinking or want, and you and them don’t understand each other. that means relationships are tense and harder, since you don’t understand each other. you should try to find out what causing that
I can’t believe he disconnected my phone lines. what am I supposed to do now? There’s a man in my house, and I can’t call the police. I’m dead. He’s going to kill me. I have to get out of here and go for help. What about my children?
They’ve unplugged me. It’s dark, never been so dark. At first I was scared. But I think I like it in here. When you’re disconnected from the world you’re more aware of your own senses, the tastes the smells the feelings, pulsating blood
Separated from the notion that anything I’m trying to remember shall remain in the nether recesses of my mind for hundreds of hours to come. Suddenly, when I least expect it, at some odd time, it’ll resurface and I’ll find myself thinking how it’s possible to remain insolvent regarding that particular memory for so long. It’s highly unfortunate for our brains to have such spotty recollection of memories.
Disconnect is a sad word, unless of course, one is diconnecting from an opressor, and then the disonnection is relief and liberation. Funny to think of it that way. Perhaps that is an important way to think of it.
Disconnect a fall from the real. Unplug. Disconnect your laptop, disconnect your mind. Unplug. Don’t think. Stop. Breathe. Make yourself different. Shine. Unplug. Unplug yourself from the media, from the TV garbage. Be your own person. Relax. Don’t think, just write. Float. White. Disconnect.
I believe its become the social norm to disconnect from intellect and from the other real people around us and instead immerse ourselves in forms of media that we dont truly understand the risks of as of yet. And until we do, we are going headlong into dangerous territory.
I feel like I am disconnected. Everywhere I go I try to stay in touch – to stay real and connected with everything and everyone. I am sure everyone else feels this was as well. I am disconnected with what is around me, yet I try my best to notice it all.
sometimes people disconnect themselves form the world when something “bad” happens in their live. I knew a boy once who thought he did not get hired by a company he wanted to work for. Thus, he completely disconnected himself from the world. His classes, his friends, people though he was a grouch.
She didn’t want him to keep calling, but she didn’t know how to make him stop. No matter how many times she pleaded with him to stop calling her at home, the Pizza Palace delivery boy would not follow through. In a desperate attempt to finally establish some peace she ripped the cord from the phone jack.
I’m disconnecting from this world. I’m unplugging. My life is in another place. With not energy to fill it. It is static, stale, and stupid. That is all.
The web goes nowhere. Always connected. Never alone.
We need to DISCONNECT. When we’re in that zone, we go nowhere. We seem linked. Yet we’re never truly social. Connection doesn’t work if you’re actually disconnected.
…my ipod. Just unplug it, remove it from my computer. Then remove my computer from the wall; close it. Put it in its case. Close the case. Turn off my cell phone, put in in the desk. Get up, walk out of the building, turn left on the road, go up the hill, leave the path, and disconnect.
Once I disconnected a lamp from a power outlet. The outlet was behind a dresser and I got my finger caught in between the prongs. That was one hell of an electrical shock tell you what!!!
I feel a disconnect from the one I ‘love’. I know that he still feels it, that inhuman force. But not I. Too much has changed. It’s time for me to move on him, and him too. It’s for the best.
I walk to him, and he sees the look on my face. “Don…what’s wrong?”, I am asked.
Disconnected is to be not connected. Wow. I just blew your mind, I know it. In a way disconnection is the worst. You never really know whether it was on purpose or not. For example, the phone is disconnected. Did they hang up? You don’t know, and you probably won’t until either they call back… or stop talking to you entirely.
I see the disconnect everyday in the faces of my students. To be able to push past the zoning out to be able to connect would be the greatest feat of all.
being alone could feels so distinct. What a wonderful feeling.
pull the plug. I going to quite using facebook and turn all the lights off. The tv’s quite and the shades are drawn. Choose shut down not standby and preoccupy myself with whatever remains in front of me.
the feeling of freedom that comes with knowing absolutely nothing about what the other person is rambling on about.
Disconnect from everything and live free, from everything, get away, go to the beach, go to a farm, visit old people. Go make love.
putting something away from something else. i usually think of a cord like an internet connection. or between two people who haven’t talked in a long time, they disconnect on a social level.
cut the cord and i will die, you are my life. i would be disconnected without you. the love of my life.
life support
I lost it. I can’t remember where. It’s not like I wasn’t watching. I mean you can always see where you arm is. But when I walked beneath the bridge it was gone. maybe it’d been missing all morning. I can’t remember using it to make the coffee.
todays world is so disconnected to so many things that were always important to the ancients. nature, family, and humanity as a whole. technology allows us to not communicate face to face which diminishes our communication skills.
nobody can disconnect.
nobody wants to.
It’s become part of us, of our very soul.
Disconnect, and you rip out a part of yourself.
That part though, is not human.
No communication. Isolated from the rest of the world. Not prosperous. Sad. Lonely. Unaware.
now ! right now ! stop everything just shut down and go …… who cares where roads take us and what we do along the way, its all about wanting and feeling
We have disconnected from the natural world, building cities that do not harmonize with the sun and wind and plantlife. We need to reconnect by designing with the environment in mind.
She lent down to disconnect the cord from the plug. As she pulled the plug out a hock ran up the length of her arrm. Letting go of the plug she slumped to the ground, holding her arm. An excruciating pain travelled from her wrist up to her shoulder.
i am no longer with you. we are floating a part, in the gaseous sky. our hands were touching three hours ago, no they will never touch again. we are disconnected.
disconnect mean that when you’re out of place and not close to another people. it means that you don’t really understand what their thinking or want, and you and them don’t understand each other. that means relationships are tense and harder, since you don’t understand each other. you should try to find out what causing that
total breakdown of communication or relationship between two or more objects/people.
I can’t believe he disconnected my phone lines. what am I supposed to do now? There’s a man in my house, and I can’t call the police. I’m dead. He’s going to kill me. I have to get out of here and go for help. What about my children?
There was a disconnect between us. What was once sacred was now unexciting and average. Would it last forever?
disconnect from the past and accept youre future it is all you have, nothing that has been done can be changed you must just believe in the future.
I feel disconnected from reality…as if I’m not a part of it completely. I am filled with a solipsistic kind of melancholy because of it.
But in a positive light, disconnecting can imply something good — from the Internet, from a phone call — a pleasant ending to nothing in particular.
They’ve unplugged me. It’s dark, never been so dark. At first I was scared. But I think I like it in here. When you’re disconnected from the world you’re more aware of your own senses, the tastes the smells the feelings, pulsating blood
Separated from the notion that anything I’m trying to remember shall remain in the nether recesses of my mind for hundreds of hours to come. Suddenly, when I least expect it, at some odd time, it’ll resurface and I’ll find myself thinking how it’s possible to remain insolvent regarding that particular memory for so long. It’s highly unfortunate for our brains to have such spotty recollection of memories.
The feeling you get when you’re trying to explain something to a fool and they just stare incomprehendingly at you.
my computer hAS DISCONNEcTED. i gotta go find a wireless connection to restore it and so i can finish this oneword thing!!! I know! I’ll use Wi-fi
Disconnect is a sad word, unless of course, one is diconnecting from an opressor, and then the disonnection is relief and liberation. Funny to think of it that way. Perhaps that is an important way to think of it.
Disconnect a fall from the real. Unplug. Disconnect your laptop, disconnect your mind. Unplug. Don’t think. Stop. Breathe. Make yourself different. Shine. Unplug. Unplug yourself from the media, from the TV garbage. Be your own person. Relax. Don’t think, just write. Float. White. Disconnect.
I believe its become the social norm to disconnect from intellect and from the other real people around us and instead immerse ourselves in forms of media that we dont truly understand the risks of as of yet. And until we do, we are going headlong into dangerous territory.
I feel like I am disconnected. Everywhere I go I try to stay in touch – to stay real and connected with everything and everyone. I am sure everyone else feels this was as well. I am disconnected with what is around me, yet I try my best to notice it all.
sometimes people disconnect themselves form the world when something “bad” happens in their live. I knew a boy once who thought he did not get hired by a company he wanted to work for. Thus, he completely disconnected himself from the world. His classes, his friends, people though he was a grouch.
what someone does when they no longer desired to be connected to
She didn’t want him to keep calling, but she didn’t know how to make him stop. No matter how many times she pleaded with him to stop calling her at home, the Pizza Palace delivery boy would not follow through. In a desperate attempt to finally establish some peace she ripped the cord from the phone jack.
I’m disconnecting from this world. I’m unplugging. My life is in another place. With not energy to fill it. It is static, stale, and stupid. That is all.
disconnect from the world — from reality
blood pouring out your eyes
bleeding intensity
the world will perish
and you will fall to the ground
no love, no loyalty
everything will fall to pieces
and all the walls you built up will fall apart
disconnect from the world around you
falling apart piece by piece
inch by inch
eye to eye
The web goes nowhere. Always connected. Never alone.
We need to DISCONNECT. When we’re in that zone, we go nowhere. We seem linked. Yet we’re never truly social. Connection doesn’t work if you’re actually disconnected.
…my ipod. Just unplug it, remove it from my computer. Then remove my computer from the wall; close it. Put it in its case. Close the case. Turn off my cell phone, put in in the desk. Get up, walk out of the building, turn left on the road, go up the hill, leave the path, and disconnect.
Once I disconnected a lamp from a power outlet. The outlet was behind a dresser and I got my finger caught in between the prongs. That was one hell of an electrical shock tell you what!!!
I feel a disconnect from the one I ‘love’. I know that he still feels it, that inhuman force. But not I. Too much has changed. It’s time for me to move on him, and him too. It’s for the best.
I walk to him, and he sees the look on my face. “Don…what’s wrong?”, I am asked.
Disconnected is to be not connected. Wow. I just blew your mind, I know it. In a way disconnection is the worst. You never really know whether it was on purpose or not. For example, the phone is disconnected. Did they hang up? You don’t know, and you probably won’t until either they call back… or stop talking to you entirely.