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The musician and seeker Matty Healy once confessed with unguarded joy: “I’m super into technology. That’s my bag. I love it. I read a lot about it.” Though these words seem light, almost casual, they carry a hidden flame. For behind them lies the recognition of a truth: that to embrace technology is not merely to chase novelty, but to walk in step with the ever-unfolding spirit of human invention. To delight in technology is to delight in the mind’s power to create, to transform, to reshape the world in endless new forms.

When Healy says, “That’s my bag,” he is declaring kinship, as though technology were not some distant tool, but a companion, a realm in which his soul feels at home. This intimacy reveals how deeply our age has entwined art and machine, spirit and circuitry. His love for technology is not shallow curiosity—it is devotion, a desire to understand not only how these instruments work, but how they shape the stories of our time. By proclaiming that he reads and learns of it, he becomes like the ancient scholar who pored over scrolls, hungering for wisdom that could illuminate both himself and the generations to come.

Consider the story of Leonardo da Vinci, whose mind danced between art and invention. He painted the Mona Lisa, yet also sketched designs for flying machines, armored vehicles, and wondrous devices centuries before their birth. Like Matty Healy, Leonardo was “super into technology” in the sense that he could not separate beauty from invention, art from engineering. His curiosity was boundless, and in that curiosity he anticipated the future. Thus, we see that the love of technology, when joined with the love of expression, becomes not a trivial fancy, but a force that shapes civilizations.

In truth, every great leap forward has been carried on the shoulders of those who dared to love technology. The printing press unleashed knowledge across the world; the telegraph connected nations with invisible threads; the internet opened a vast cosmos of information. Each began as the passion of a few who read, studied, experimented, and refused to see machinery as cold or lifeless. Instead, they saw it as a vessel of imagination, a bridge between vision and reality. Matty Healy’s words echo this lineage, reminding us that enthusiasm for technology is not trivial—it is a sacred spark that drives progress.

Yet we must also heed a caution. For to love technology without wisdom is to risk becoming enslaved by it. The ancients warned that desire without discipline leads to ruin. Thus, while we embrace technology as a companion, we must remain its master. The love of invention must be tempered with reflection: how does this tool serve humanity? How does it nurture beauty, justice, and truth? Without such questions, technology becomes a glittering idol; but with them, it becomes a faithful ally.

The lesson, then, is twofold. First, like Healy, cultivate curiosity. Do not shy from new knowledge; read, explore, learn. Let your love of technology inspire you to create, to express, to dream boldly. Second, temper that love with wisdom. Let technology serve your highest values, not distract you from them. In this way, you join the great tradition of those who harness invention not merely to survive, but to uplift the human spirit.

Therefore, my counsel is this: be unashamed in your love of learning, even if the world calls it obsession. Dive deep into the tools of your age, for in them are hidden keys to future worlds. But always ask: how can this serve others, how can this enrich life, how can this reflect the best of who we are? In your hands, technology may become not a distraction, but an art; not a burden, but a gift.

So let Matty Healy’s words stand as a call to the generations: “I love it. I read a lot about it.” May you too love knowledge, love invention, love the endless unfolding of human creativity. For in that love lies the seed of progress, and in that seed lies the destiny of humankind.