A broken egg in the window.

I start to clean the house,
it's a mess. I can't believe
how much damage  can be
done in one night. A bit of
a ritual, which span a couple
days, cleaning up, again and
again.

I have a lot of work lined
up for the next few days.
The motivation is pretty
low right now. I was able
to not watch the tv yesterday
and I had a very good sleep.
So at least there is a bit
of energy to support whatever
I want to do. I'm still amaze
by this change, un-gluing 
my brain from the tube.

It's such a small change
in behavior (just don't
watch tv) but it's modifying
my relation to reality.

Waking up from a collective
slow burn of a nightmare. 
Is the brainwash so deep?
How much media consumption
is needed to numb my brain?
Can I remove this from
my life completely? And
how will I feel then?

I'm excited for this to be
the new normal. 

No one really knows how we
are affected by so much media.
We're all experiencing this
for the first time.
Having access to so much
media, so much content,
all the time, everywhere.

No more silence, no more
boredom, always on.

This perpetual echo chamber,
the noise we co-create, that
we amplify and reverberate,
filled with untamed emotions.
The internet was once though
to be a tool that would help
the human race liberate. It's
transformed into some sort of
addiction demon, where you
trade your life energy for
some sort of a hit. Whatever
you please, games, porn,
casinos or simply a rom-com
or any movie every made,
any book ever written, any
music ever recorded.

And now we've created AI that
eat and digest everything
that was ever made, so it could
create forever everything that
will ever be needed. It's a sort
of completion of the digital
era. The Oroborous, the AI
that consume it's own tail,
forever creating, consuming
and digesting itself.

It makes me want to unplug
even further. 

I wonder for a moment, can I
connect my typewriter to my
gopher burrow? Typing, taking
a photo, OCR, text, ftp...
seems such a long process!