I'm so hot for blog, I'm so hot for blog, I'm so hot for blog, but it's so old
> For the past few months I've taken the occasional glance > at this cobweb in my windowsill.
And I, the mobweb on my screen....
The vast majority of “Big Tech” offerings are so laughably optional (except to those imagining otherwise, of course..) that I can't see blaming BT's bio-innards for being consummately human, i.e. screwing others to seemingly benefit them”selves”.
I mean, I just spent some time looking for a BT gun pointed at my head, and just plain couldn't find one....
I've some bad news: all narratives are false inasmuch as the underlying ineffability obviously couldn't consist of strings of carefully arranged words.
So, if/when ready to lose one's false narratives misery, do so by losing all narratives – especially the inner one that somehow magically never considers itself false....
Exactly.
(ALSO: “Look mom! Still no BT gun!”)
Damn, this place is teeming with great online-related advice, today!
Because so-called “real” identity is but a rather tight dream such that the multiple, semi-anonymous thing effective loosens the more singular straightjacket....