neTsh!Tlink1999
why post art now? to change my life trajectory. maybe a new version of myself will be arise. good or bad uncertain.
will rebirth work? unlike others i'm not sure i can't separate avatar from brain flesh. in my love and failure of fitting into the work place--- i ooze myself into every activity fiction intention or no.
when evidence appeared the "real" environment had nothing of interest for my fellow and i, the "information highway" transformed into our haven. log in here. log off there. it was out of this world. it was a different place. that's what true users liked about the internet before it contamination.
how did i come to love the information highway? watching. listening. yearning. it's hard to remember how beautiful the internet is sometimes, when the right people using it the correct way. the digital is becoming a perfect simulation of dealing with existing outside. maybe even worse. every normal person is a gossip and lots of fake attempted LARP terminally online brain rot uses callouts as a substitutionfor their cop certification. we've lost the way when they joined.
it's insane to put myself out there when there's no real need. i know i know i know i know what i'm doing is a risk to my mental. i don't need the web to create for the self. seemingly forever, my line of thought was why put myself in the potential line of fire to those with the wrong mentality? if i sheltered myself successfully irl why put myself up here with the same shit?
upload? share? expose? why? the internet is currently stained by those who ruined the real world.
i'm exhausted and am attempting a metaphorical "suicide". a personality murder. the internet is a gift and i need to spend more of my time here contributing to the true vision of it.