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7/24/2025, 3:01:10 AM
I've been reading less and less over the years. I don't think I've finished an entire book since the pandemic. When a book is bad, I get bored quickly or even fall asleep. When the book is good, I have to stop and look up every two sentences. Needless to say, technology has turned my brain to mush.
Do you have a specific time dedicated to reading? Was there a time in your life when you read more or read less than you do now? I think people are either readers and non-readers. I know people who are always reading something, and they've been that way since they were toddlers looking at picture books. Most people, though, have never read a book in their lives.
Do you have a specific time dedicated to reading? Was there a time in your life when you read more or read less than you do now? I think people are either readers and non-readers. I know people who are always reading something, and they've been that way since they were toddlers looking at picture books. Most people, though, have never read a book in their lives.
7/22/2025, 11:01:55 PM
7/3/2025, 5:40:07 PM
One day, you'll receive a package delivered by a robot, brought to you by a self-driving car, shipped from across the globe by a 98% automated industry that uses autonomous machines for resource extraction, all managed by financial algorithms. Inside the package is some kind of token—maybe a QR code, digital gift card, or crypto coin—from an AI-generated waifu you accidentally purchased by blinking twice at an ad that popped up on your smart glasses.
You try to file a complaint, but the robots are too realistic. They know who you are and mimic the teacher who gave you your worst grades in school. You go to the police, but the station is just a touchscreen kiosk. To lodge a complaint, you have to pay a fee, and a cute animated puppy-cop responds with a code, promising someone will be on their way—but you know they won’t.
You take a walk, hoping to find a café with real people for a change, but they’re all closed—everyone's out of money. There’s a coffee machine on the street, though. It scans your retina and brews a cup based on your medical history. It tastes awful.
Someone bumps into you. You turn around—just another damn robot, this one refilling the coffee machine. You've been offline for two minutes when you get an automatic call from your wife—just another AI script. It keeps you productive, gaslighting you into just the right level of emotional submission. It’s a never-ending, nagging voice in your head.
You stop under a plastic tree and watch the street. Thousands of delivery robots are crashing into each other, rushing to serve office robots. And you wonder—how many of us humans are even left?
You try to file a complaint, but the robots are too realistic. They know who you are and mimic the teacher who gave you your worst grades in school. You go to the police, but the station is just a touchscreen kiosk. To lodge a complaint, you have to pay a fee, and a cute animated puppy-cop responds with a code, promising someone will be on their way—but you know they won’t.
You take a walk, hoping to find a café with real people for a change, but they’re all closed—everyone's out of money. There’s a coffee machine on the street, though. It scans your retina and brews a cup based on your medical history. It tastes awful.
Someone bumps into you. You turn around—just another damn robot, this one refilling the coffee machine. You've been offline for two minutes when you get an automatic call from your wife—just another AI script. It keeps you productive, gaslighting you into just the right level of emotional submission. It’s a never-ending, nagging voice in your head.
You stop under a plastic tree and watch the street. Thousands of delivery robots are crashing into each other, rushing to serve office robots. And you wonder—how many of us humans are even left?
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