I remember that as a child I read a German Science fiction series where an alien spaceship had crashlanded on the moon. The robotic autopilot broke, and the first man on the moon (written years before Armstrong actually made his historical big step) found a spaceship full of helpless members of an alien species addicted to computer games and unable to do anything productive - except for consuming. I found the idea ludicrous at the time, but now I virtually - actually literally - see it happening. My daughters get lost in online games with all signs of addiction, and the idea of transhumanism, of merging with machines, does not seem to be very unsettling to this mass consuming generation of little naked apes.
Walden comes to mind, and a particular statement Henry David Thoreau made about houses, warning, that not we possess them, but they possess us. Paraphrasing this concept I'd say that we are not possessing things anymore but having become possessed by them. In that process we are in the danger of completely losing ourselves, of becoming dissolved in our own creations, structures, processes, systems, mechanisms - of the machine that replaced what once was a society.