Some Opinions About My Experiences of The Internet, Society, Etc.


I thought they were trying to do me a favour by trying to rid me of the tedious obligation to write things on the internet all the time. I turned to the internet because at the time it was something that was open to me amongst a lot of things that were closed and provided me a chance to say what I really think and strike back in some way against an oppressive society that had been acting in very absurd ways and seemed to need some rational input. Eventually things worked themselves out so that I am not allowed to say what I think unless I am also trying to primarily work this into some communication with someone that will incidentally render the literal value of anything I say completely irrelevant. This admittedly after a long period when no one was very concerned with what I have to say, which also had a significant impact on the quality of my writings. Nonetheless, I kept feeling as though I must constantly write even complete crap, as this seemed to temporarily appease them most of the time. And so now anything I write can only have value insofar as it’s an attempt to communicate with someone in some way. Good, they understand, if they make things too absurd it’s like telling me I’m free to do whatever I prefer.

Well, it doesn’t seem like they understand. It’s difficult to read anyone on the internet but then everywhere I go sure enough everyone is treating me according to whatever was the last thing that I wrote while not ever seeming to register or recall a single thing other than whatever was the last thing that I wrote. And sometimes I don’t give very much of myself when writing, as if to say: ‘leave me alone now’, and hope that they’ll understand, but they never do. And it seems like they really expected that I would have a liking for this thing where I have to write on the internet all the time, and moreover I have to do it their way. And if they honour me by revolving around me, which I had never asked or expected anyone to do, and which they do automatically, then I feel like I have to do the same in relation to them, although there are many of them and one of me and it doesn’t ever really feel like any of them are on my side.

Now for my views on the nature of reality: they haven’t changed much, there are just many things I don’t see a point in reiterating very often. It’s like the matrix, and the laws of physics can be suspended, and all kinds of amazing things can happen which may or may not be capable of happening in a physical world, although at the end of the day it’s just a fascist prison and those are the terms in which things are most intelligible. As for other philosophies that are more in vogue than this one, there are parts of them that I find useful and parts of them I find irrelevant. I think anyone with an ounce of sanity would be able to put two and two together and see that the entire picture presented as ‘the world’ doesn’t make the slightest bit of sense. My view on freedom is that there’s no such thing and that everything is completely determined. Often alternate explanations will be presented for parts of things, perhaps for the reason that it would have significantly more impact to think that a person would do something than that it’s just a stupid computer chip. The truth is what’s true and is indifferent to whether something is easier or more difficult to accept in any particular instance. If someone did possess a power that I don’t possess then it would be a one-way power situation that I would be resistant to. The primary things are psychological. I would love to hear any side of anything in any amount of detail, although obviously I would have no way of knowing if I’m being lied to or not.

And while everything you do in your every privacy is constantly and evidently being spied on, they then also come as your psychologists, and they are all brilliant psychologists, while not being able to register the most simple logic. It feels like cheating. That’s what I have to say for now. And I’m sure I’ll have to say something again. Words are what fills the streets with smiles.