In the rare quiet, I look outside, and in that looking, a vast gulf rumbles, drops, deepens.
I smear my cheek against the glass, eyes heavy.
It’s the young ones: still raw, uncured, the yet-to-be-molded, malleable brains. It’s the infinite, herded into prescribed conditions, prescribed drugs.
It’s the murder of every day’s truth.
The learning of things is not the same for me, for you, in an artificial, algorithmic world. Minds dulled by entertainment stop at the eyes, mentally confine, do not contribute knowledge of any kind.
Cold happiness. Swimming in the baby pool; in the bucket.
All the way in.
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Human spite passes as wisdom across whiskey at 3 am. Whatever rolls around in the mouth tastes right, tastes good.
Vent, purge, vilify, justify, repeat: This one, not that one, them like we (no, we don’t know them) but they must be _____.
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When I was younger, I saw much less belief in nonsense than I do now. I saw much less blame. There weren’t as many ideologies in command, not as many hiding places, not as much rearranged HATE.
And when my harsher angel whispers in my ear; when she tells me to use ugly words with uglier actions, signals of delight do transmit, I will admit, but only for a minute.
I do not listen.
I do not listen because pointlessness always makes things worse.
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Kelly Huntson 
I like what you have to say, I mean, what are people really thinking? It’s a human condition I think, no one wants to speak out, status quo and so on.
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Hello and thank you.
Not speaking out due to status quo is easier, right? I think apathy is a serious issue.
But is it even realized?
There is too much psychological and emotional manipulation through technology that targets young people.
It is unethical and it is criminal.
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