You can get worn out talking to yourself on the internet; making pretty things for no one to see. Shouting your own worth in a school full of fish where nobody has any elbows yet everyone’s trying to fight their way to the top. I don’t know why we do it, and hot dang I wish there were a place to keep community and friendships and creative energies alive without falling prey to the soulless control of AI capitalist tech squads governed by formulas & profits, those robots with no blinking eyes to see an individual’s significance. I used to revel here in new finds—artistic genius on the cusp of recognition but still untouched by hoards of followers and the trampled spirit grass that all crowds bring. Now I scroll through reams of sameness and complicity… and desperate tears. Oh snap, I broke the code again—no video ☑️ & ideal optimism sacrificed to honesty ☑️ It’s a pity she has to run her mouth; she could have really been somebody. Ah well, there’s a hundred others, move along.
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