I am struggling to come to terms with everything turning into sloppy, unoriginal garbage.
At school techers start sentences "I asked..." instead of "I read an article..."
When I go on stage, sometimes all the posters and decorations provided by the venue turn out to be more slop. And it is too late to do anything.
Everywhere I go, I hear people talking about this unstoppable force and how it's powers will make god look small in comparison.
I will not give up my art projects just because people tell me a machine can shit it out in tenth of a second.
I will not let my brain mold, just because you can outsource your skills and thinking to a gambling machine.
There is a reason we are offered so many shortcuts. Stupid and lonely people are easy to control and use.
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There is also hope. We are terrible at predicting the future.
When the internet arrived, people believed in infinite economical growth.
I bet in the seventies many thought we will be living on mars by this time.
VR glasses were thought to become the standard of gaming.
As a child I was told there will be no nature left when I grow up.
Yet, here we are.