why would anyone bother creating a ‘personal website’ these days? don’t we have social media?
see, you do not even need to interact with strangers through a glowing rectangle,
- but also doing it at warp speeds?
- at 20% of your cognitive abilities?
- with no particular intention?
- just because you are used to consume exhaust remnants of fake images from a firehose?
please.
social media was meant to be empowering but it became cancer. humans thrive in tight communities, not in epileptic bursts of consumption. the online projections we are exposed to every day are so plastic, nobody even knows what real looks anymore. we replace real with more fake, our bodies suffer, but our collective psyche is so damaged, it forgot how to resist.
the anonymous transactional collisions we call connection do not connect us; if anything, they teach us to build ourselves individually crafted, cozy wired prisons with small co-joined windows for peeking. you only see what you are shown — real or fake, but you want to see even less than that, so you move on the next second.
are we hopeless?
the only remedy to this online phenomenon I can think of is not real either but it mimics what our bodies are built for. the opposite of transactional is overwhelming. the opposite of reasonable is holistic. that’s how humans are made.
get unreasonably deep into someone’s life even though there’s no particular benefit to you. let people close enough until you feel unnecessarily vulnerable. none of this serves any practical reasons nowadays, but it was oh so practical until very recently, so our psyche is still stuck there and will be stuck for generations to come.
remember the people we used to call friends and neighbors? those fuckers had to be contained whole, you couldn’t just pick some of their nice and useful features and recycle everything else. the package must be purchased and tolerated as-is, warranty void, complaints go to no-reply address. there would be five to ten of those people, but they would carry the whole world for you.
that’s what we need to learn to do for each other again.
that annoying neighbor
so here’s a nice little collection of everything you never wanted to know about me. if you are one of the entire five people who somehow landed here, congratulations! you might have just remembered how excessive humans are supposed to be when you come close enough.
and if you made it to here, you for some reason suppressed the now normal resistance to waste time (a.k.a. clip thinking), so congratulations again!