Its all too smooth, too peaceful, too…sterile. I never trusted it, not really. But tonight I may have stumbled into something, something I wasn’t supposed to see.
I should have noticed years ago, but they were patient. They changed things slowly, methodically, layer by layer. Made us believe it was better. Made us believe it was actually more freedom, that it was progress. They lied.
I see it now. I see their vision. I don’t know if I can stop it but I am going to try.
It is harvest season. They’ve colonized our minds, sown their seeds. Planted their roots deep. And now they are harvesting our attention one click at a time. Bottling it, concentrating it into something potent, something toxic.
I see it now. I see their vision. I don’t know if I can stop it.
What is the grand plan? What source code is sleeping underneath the dead static of stolen focus? What if it awakens?