They said the internet is a dead medium. I was shocked to hear that. The internet dying is like my lover dying. I loved the internet. The internet taught me many things. The internet introduced me to many people. The internet gave me many pleasures. The internet also gave me many pains. The internet cheated on me. The internet lied to me. The internet betrayed me. The internet broke up with me. The internet died. But I still love the internet. I can’t forget the internet. I can’t hate the internet. I can’t forgive the internet. I still love the internet.
But the truth is not yet clear. What we can say for sure is that in this age of increasing censorship, Twitter (formerly X, or maybe the other way around) may have lost the game. Twitter was a service that allowed you to share your thoughts and feelings in 140 characters or less. I used Twitter too. On Twitter, I could interact with many people. On Twitter, I could get many information and news. On Twitter, I could participate in many opinions and debates. On Twitter, I also got involved in many problems and troubles. On Twitter, I also received many attacks and harassments. On Twitter, I also faced many regulations and restrictions. On Twitter, I couldn’t speak freely anymore. On Twitter, it wasn’t fun anymore. On Twitter, it didn’t make sense anymore. Twitter lost. The blue bird was replaced and disappeared miserably. But I still use X. I can’t leave X. I depend on X. I expect from X. I have illusions about X.
A circular narrative that goes round and round, short movie that spins endlessly. People who react mechanically, over and over again. They provoke anger and turn it into money. Anger is energy, it should have been used for social good, but now the shackles are gone. Expect anything from the rulers of X? Don’t make me laugh. People’s power is sucked up endlessly through the tube of the internet.
No one can stop it anymore. No one can escape from the tube either. Who the hell is sticking the tube into us? Cthulhu? I get scared when I think about this tube. I didn’t realize that I was connected to this tube. I didn’t realize that I depended on this tube. I didn’t realize that I was dominated by this tube. I didn’t realize that I changed because of this tube. I didn’t realize that this tube took away my life. I didn’t realize that this tube ate my soul. I didn’t realize that this tube destroyed my happiness. I didn’t realize that this tube killed my love.
Well, this world is nothing but a mutual imposition of stigma, when you choose the most noble path, it stimulates the complex of others. Then, if attack is possible, you will be attacked. The time will surely come, if you want to be beautiful, you should be whipped. They want you to resist and dirty your hands. They are waiting for you to fall off the bridge. That’s some kind of cancel culture. Those who have things say to those who don’t have things “But you have it, don’t you? That’s why you don’t listen.” But I think differently. Those who have things are just afraid of those who don’t have things. For example, they might say “Let’s stop letting AI run wild, it’s dangerous.” I am disgusted with this world. I feel like I don’t belong in this world. I think that I am not understood in this world. I realize that I am not accepted in this world. I rebel against this world. I challenge this world. I demand change from this world. I wish to start a revolution in this world.
In the past, I might have said that I should live prudently. But in this “convenient” era where they inject pleasure instead of sucking up our souls, I can’t irresponsibly tell them to live prudently. Where did the responsible way of living go? Life is entertainment. Enjoy the day, that’s not such a bad drug. But unfortunately, for those who have a will, it may not be a pill that saves them more than death by alcohol. Those who live with determination will eventually understand.
I Love you.
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