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Misty
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The bronze age was the age of trade. Then came gold. Then came fiat. Now, we live in the age of Information Currency. Random strangers trying to compete for attention of your mind. The shouts of 1000 voices all trying to yell at you to buy something. Impersonal. Soul-sucking.
This epiphany came to me when a sales lady came to my door today, trying to sell me stuff. At first I felt sorry for her, and wanted to buy even though it was 80 dollars. But then I realized she wasn't even selling anything honestly, there was another hidden 60 dollar fee, she didn't even bother to warn me about. Then an hour later she comes knocking on my door again. It was like, being attacked by a zombie. She didn't care about me, the sale wasn't about helping me at all. She could care less about my thoughts and feelings, hope wants and needs.
I browse the internet. Apparently I have 13 notifications on Twitch. I didn't even know I had a Twitch. Then the darn thing freezes my whole browser and my 20 tabs. My notifications aren't probably even from a person, but a robot giving me generic messages. This is what life is becoming. Soulless, modernized, and scary, like those Black Mirror episodes. Where is the humanity?
I mean I go into my emails and have like 2000 messages from random strangers. Telling me how I can get rich quick or get laid easy. There is so much spam I don't even know what things will really make me rich or which are phony. There is literally no way I can even determine the credibility of some of this stuff.
Then I go on a page. On the page are ads to other ads! On blogs are 10 links to other links which then have ten links to other links! So many ads it freezes my machine! So many ads that they must advertise the ads! Ads that cover up other ads! More ads than webpage!
It feels like I am in a giant city of Neo Bowser. With ads screaming at me blasting in my ears. And the ads are pounding me Flowing into my eyes pulsating like in 2001 space odysseys but with clockwork orange and the ads are Streaming through space and 1000 voices all talking to me yelling at me trying to get me to do things. And not a single one of these people who cares about me as a person a soul.
And its like ENOUGH! Some people say I am guilty of this too. That I do the whole "information currency" as well. But what I do is genuine. Personal. Not sterilized and removed of soul, not watered down and made to an ad. I speak from the heart and tell it like it is. Talking to me is like talking to a sage around a hearty campfire. Not plastic. Not zombified and sterilized like a dystopian society of Black Mirror. I tell it like it is.
All of it just gets to be too much
This epiphany came to me when a sales lady came to my door today, trying to sell me stuff. At first I felt sorry for her, and wanted to buy even though it was 80 dollars. But then I realized she wasn't even selling anything honestly, there was another hidden 60 dollar fee, she didn't even bother to warn me about. Then an hour later she comes knocking on my door again. It was like, being attacked by a zombie. She didn't care about me, the sale wasn't about helping me at all. She could care less about my thoughts and feelings, hope wants and needs.
I browse the internet. Apparently I have 13 notifications on Twitch. I didn't even know I had a Twitch. Then the darn thing freezes my whole browser and my 20 tabs. My notifications aren't probably even from a person, but a robot giving me generic messages. This is what life is becoming. Soulless, modernized, and scary, like those Black Mirror episodes. Where is the humanity?
I mean I go into my emails and have like 2000 messages from random strangers. Telling me how I can get rich quick or get laid easy. There is so much spam I don't even know what things will really make me rich or which are phony. There is literally no way I can even determine the credibility of some of this stuff.
Then I go on a page. On the page are ads to other ads! On blogs are 10 links to other links which then have ten links to other links! So many ads it freezes my machine! So many ads that they must advertise the ads! Ads that cover up other ads! More ads than webpage!
It feels like I am in a giant city of Neo Bowser. With ads screaming at me blasting in my ears. And the ads are pounding me Flowing into my eyes pulsating like in 2001 space odysseys but with clockwork orange and the ads are Streaming through space and 1000 voices all talking to me yelling at me trying to get me to do things. And not a single one of these people who cares about me as a person a soul.
And its like ENOUGH! Some people say I am guilty of this too. That I do the whole "information currency" as well. But what I do is genuine. Personal. Not sterilized and removed of soul, not watered down and made to an ad. I speak from the heart and tell it like it is. Talking to me is like talking to a sage around a hearty campfire. Not plastic. Not zombified and sterilized like a dystopian society of Black Mirror. I tell it like it is.
All of it just gets to be too much
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