SHOCK.THE.SYSTEM. Member/Developer. Let's flip the track. Bring the old school back.
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Became a member of SHOCK.THE.SYSTEM. on 08-21-2023.
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Old News
In the beginning, it’s all something new. Every day is an exciting adventure. Each sentence between each other is a revelation, a new connection. You change yourself to be more like the other person, and they change themselves to be more like you. You start laughing at the things they laugh at, liking the shows they like, loving the movies they love, playing the video games they play. You’re not separate people anymore. You’re one gelatinous blob of a spirit. Nothing could ever break you apart now. You’ve gone through the worst and here you are.
Then it happens.
Something changes. It’s not the same as it used to be. You can tell that they’re talking to someone else. Someone has taken your place. Pretty soon you’re screaming out for any kind of validation, any kind of recognition that you’re alive. Cold silence is the only thing you receive. You’re nothing but old news, and they’ve moved onto someone that has better conversations, someone that’s better than you. Now, all of your favorite things have been tainted. Thinking about them reminds you of the person. You opened yourself up to them, and they threw you away. Now you’re just background noise, a green light on an online messenger that will never be interacted with again.
Tired
Tired
What's the point?
Do you ever get tired? The legacy media is dead. Only older people still watch it now. Now the propagandists have invaded the online space. They pretend to be real people. I hope they're not real though at least. These people seem clueless. You can't fight anything they say with logic, because they will just keep doubling down until you give up in frustration. Politicians are now nothing but celebrities. Policy never changes much between administrations, only how the policy is perceived. I'm tired of all of it. I'm tired of seeing all these people “controlling” our lives. I hate them with every fiber of my being, all of them. I'm powerless to do anything. I'm so tired, but the mental beating never stops.
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Jackie: So tired....yes
Hill Valley Blues
Hill Valley Blues
Marty McFly: Hey, Doc! Where you goin' now? Back to the future?
Doc: Nope. Already been there.
Credits roll…
You don't need a time machine. You're already living in the future. The self that started reading this is not even the self that read this word. Even your body is nothing but a biological Ship of Theseus.
What makes you, you? Is it an illusion? I'm not sure why Doc lied. Our futures are set in stone, carved out of thick marble. You can't make your future whatever you want it to be.
That first Marty that left Lone Pine Mall never returned, and I'm sure his family was devastated. Playing with time is tricky business and who knows who might get hurt.
In real life, there would be no changing pictures, what you saw is what you saw and that's how it's going to be. You're just an observer. You can't change anything.
What's up Doc?
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Lies
Lies
That thing has to be true, right?
Ding ding ding
It's weird when you first find out. You know, when you first find out that pretty much everything you were told is a lie.
Well, I guess some things are true… I think… I don't know.
If I was fooled before, can't I just be fooled again? What if I'm fooled right now, and I was right before? What if I've never been right?
What if no one is actually controlling this ship? What if no one really knows what's going on?
That would actually kinda make better sense than this. Or maybe not.
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Break
Break
Something's missing….
The voices seem quiet for right now. They're just barely there like the sound of the breeze in a desolate desert canyon. Can you still hear them? Nah, me neither. Maybe they won't come back.
The stars above make me think it's all a dream. It's a massive expanse that I can't wrap my mind around. Why? That's the question. That's the elephant in the room. Would knowing make anything different? Knowing might just create a whole new set of problems.
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Jackie: Beautiful words ease the soul....
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