the times we’re in aren’t interesting.
they aren’t sophisticated, they aren’t intellectual.
neither deep, nor meaningful.
I’m not revealing anything new, I’m revealing whats hidden in plain sight: the elephant in the room:

we are devolving.
we are devolving rapidly.
we are not in control
we are not sane
we are not safe
we are not nice, good, caring, kind
all of it is fake, rubbish, bullshyiat
but we persist to keep the deception construct up
the machine of corruption alive
and the out of control spending a national religion
we are the nothing
we record our lives like the amusement of imperfect strangers was our life goal (its not)
we also assault those very strangers and viciously castrate them for daring to: think different, act different, have different opinions about shit than we do

I’ll tell you about life prior to the internet. because most, if not all cannot remember what they had for lunch today, last week, last month. we posted it somewhere online and have to refer to some feed off of some anti-social media that has assimilated all of your data, parsed it and sold it off to the highest bidder. you’re nothing more than data to be analyzed in order to make gray skinned douchebag tech tyrants richer. you’re surrendered all of your crazy, weird, peculiar and distinctiveness to the digital plantation owners that lust for your life. to whom you are nothing more than a predictive person, like predictive text. this is the way of the new order, and the religion of mindless consumerism. which was uphold as some undisputed good thing.

this isn’t where I’m at, and it isn’t the point. what it is is this: we have deliberately ceased being people. we are consumers who consume raw data, bits and pieces of fake life, ideas, movies, music, events, people. everything is a commodity to be exploited and absorbed. other peoples likes, desires, ways are merely influenced by me, by you, by others. and thus nothing new is ever created. because people were too chicken shit to put themselves out there. this is why they have to data mine the deep past in order to invent new things, new reinventions of past cool. because America has to bite new shit from different countries and pass it off as its own. still deluded with he self deception it is the purveyor of all that is cool, hip, trendy, relevant (it isn’t). with the way we are, and the way things are/aren’t, everybody is everybody + nobody at the same time. I cannot be me fully because it offends and hurts those who want to be me. or, they simply want to gaslight me in order to negate me being me. I’m an abstraction, an idea. someone who doesn’t truly express themselves fully but just flirts with self expression. that self expression is merely blacked out poetry in which you fill in the blanks.

and now? we’re trying to invent AI that can do all the things for us better than us. soon we won’t even need to write our own content, draw, think, or ideate. it will supplant us. exactly what the tech oligarchs are feverish and thirsty to accomplish. why bother trying to manage you when they can program your handler to babysit you for you. AI is now determining our worthiness for jobs, and everything imaginable. scary! I don’t know whats more repugnant the ones who author AI or the ones who believe its so benign, beneficial and beautiful.