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Thoughts exact­ly

nowa­days, and espe­cial­ly right now (in the gen­er­a­tion of right now-ism) we’re more hope­less­ly immersed (lost) in tech­nol­o­gy, in the self absorbed ecosys­tems of the self absorbed. It’s a long wind­ed argu­ment, con­ver­sa­tion, project, and thread that’s all about how to not live bet­ter than before. How to exist in a sim­u­lat­ed exis­tence 247. Yet we grav­i­tate toward the unde­ni­able sway and tide of it, will­ful­ly.

Delu­sion­al promis­es of end of lone­li­ness and suf­fer­ing, and every known social health haz­ard of yes­ter­day spir­it­ed away just like that. Yet in the real­ly real world, any­body under the sun intrin­si­cal­ly real­izes (or ought to, at least) that good things come to those who gar­ner patience and self dis­ci­pline. Even things not wait­ed for or earned, when had with imme­di­a­cy often times fail to sat­is­fy. It’s like a mas­ter chef cook­ing a mas­ter­ful, exquis­ite gourmet meal of lav­ish mag­ni­tude, the said chef” 5th sym­pho­ny com­posed in food form. Yet said chef used oth­er method­olo­gies his com­peti­tors used, which he him­self employed sim­ply for expe­ri­ence think­ing those tech­niques supe­ri­or. He takes short­cuts, the food isn’t up to par, it tastes dif­fer­ent than it ought. In short he’s dis­sat­is­fied in his spir­it. The strug­gle, the exer­tion when ren­dered worth­less, a pain point becomes less roman­tic and ful­fill­ing. It’s assas­si­nat­ing the whole plea­sur­able essence of a thing. If noth­ing was worth some sac­ri­fice life would become far more dull than it already could poten­tial­ly be, why make it more dull than dull actu­al ?

the hope­less, anti roman­tic mileau of inter­net cul­ture + life has cer­tain­ly chipped away and chis­eled out all ves­tiges of what once was. Yet like AI it isn’t even tru­ly aware of its own self, its own side effects on the psy­che of oth­ers. If the world actu­al­ly knew the good and the bad, it might have ten­ta­tive­ly stepped toward a tech addict­ed cul­ture rather than leap head­long into bed with it. Intend­ed side effects include nar­cis­sism, self absorb­sion, iso­la­tion, OCD, and neg­a­tive think­ing (any­thing I missed here?). Today we see no improve­ment, no bet­ter­ment in the way things are (or aren’t) yet the gate­keep­ers them­selves are under scruti­ny and attack for wrong­ing their own users (Zucker­berg). What are we going to do when all there real­ly is to do is update anti-social media and call it a night ? Sure­ly there must be some enter­tain­ing aspects to it all besides post­ing self­ies of ones own self try­ing” not to try, pre­tend­ing not to be pre­tend­ing. It’s all pret­ty darn wierd no need to make it wierder or pre­tend that wierd is per­fect­ly ordi­nary. We might glean use­ful bits of infor­ma­tion online but not all of it at all qual­i­ty or applic­a­ble to real life. So in essense it’s more delu­sion­al than we even can con­ceive of it as a whole. We take secu­ri­ty in its intel­li­gence steroids when they’re actu­al­ly more place­bo.

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