Anonymous
ID: Oz1TszM3
7/9/2025, 9:05:52 PM No.60600538
I’m done pretending this world isn’t completely fucked
I’m so fucking sick of this world.
We’ve taken everything that was once beautiful: art, nature, connection; and corrupted it with greed and monetization. Every inch of this planet is being gutted for profit. We’re quite literally at a breaking point, and if we don’t collectively pull our heads out of our asses in the next ten years, the Earth is done. Fucked. Game over.
There’s no empathy left. No sense of shared morality. And I don’t mean religious morals; I mean basic, common sense human decency. Like maybe, just maybe; we shouldn’t let 1% of people hoard all the resources while billions suffer. But no, people will defend these creeps, these predators, these pedophiles to the bitter end in the name of “muh capitalism.”
Relationships feel hollow. Friendships are transactional. Everyone’s judging you by the size of your bank account instead of the content of your soul. Try doing something you love that doesn’t make six figures and watch how quickly people treat you like you’re broken or lazy. Like you’re wrong for wanting purpose over profit.
And now we’re marching full speed into AI; for what? Convenience? Control? God knows. It sure as hell isn’t for humanity’s benefit.
If the aliens show up, I’m siding with them. No hesitation.
I hate most of you. You are not my kin.
I’m so fucking sick of this world.
We’ve taken everything that was once beautiful: art, nature, connection; and corrupted it with greed and monetization. Every inch of this planet is being gutted for profit. We’re quite literally at a breaking point, and if we don’t collectively pull our heads out of our asses in the next ten years, the Earth is done. Fucked. Game over.
There’s no empathy left. No sense of shared morality. And I don’t mean religious morals; I mean basic, common sense human decency. Like maybe, just maybe; we shouldn’t let 1% of people hoard all the resources while billions suffer. But no, people will defend these creeps, these predators, these pedophiles to the bitter end in the name of “muh capitalism.”
Relationships feel hollow. Friendships are transactional. Everyone’s judging you by the size of your bank account instead of the content of your soul. Try doing something you love that doesn’t make six figures and watch how quickly people treat you like you’re broken or lazy. Like you’re wrong for wanting purpose over profit.
And now we’re marching full speed into AI; for what? Convenience? Control? God knows. It sure as hell isn’t for humanity’s benefit.
If the aliens show up, I’m siding with them. No hesitation.
I hate most of you. You are not my kin.
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