Maybe it’s just me, but has anyone else thought why and for what they are on the path to climb the ladder set up by the wonderful and benevolent pillars of capitalism? Of course, money is the only motivating factor to sell yourself and your precious time, which you will never get back. What exactly is this money you’ve sold yourself to gain being used for other than sustaining yourself with food, shelter and basic necessities? If you are lucky enough to have any spare time and energy after whoring yourself at doing what you don’t like, all for pieces of paper whose value, for the most part, keeps decreasing while the cost of living keeps increasing.
Since we are all so naive and like to believe that we are flourishing in this Garden of Eden, let’s assume you do have time after playing the game you are forced to, what do you do? From my limited knowledge, after 9 to 5 or whatever shift your soul-selling hours are, you’re running on fumes mentally and physically, the mental ventilator is working overtime to keep you here, while you are in a storm with an empty generator. You are literally running on prayers.
In this pathetic state of existence, this is the last thing from what you call living, no matter how passionate or driven you are to your hobbies and interests, what keeps you sane and makes you feel alive. You simply don’t have the energy to engage in it, so like any other “normal” 21st century slave you slosh into bed/couch and flood your brain with slop shortform brainrot content until you pass out or continue scrolling while eating something you ordered mindlessly because the stimulation from your phone is far greater than the “food” you’re having and obviously when there’s a bigger fish on the platter why go for the small one.
This glorious and self-sacrificing, mundane routine is seen as “normal” and even applauded and striven for by millions around the world, with the hopes that pimping themselves is THE way and THE answer to their existential crisis, and it is obviously the undisputable meaning of life. When they [very rarely] realise what they’ve done to themselves, it's too late. You've already signed the contract with the devil to whom you must pay a fine five times your annual income, so basically, your key to the ball and chain will only be seeing the light of day after your contract period ends.
This grave you're digging for yourself is what is also known as doomscrolling. It further destroys your already short attention span and drives your brain chemistry to go haywire. Some common cocktails from this mess are depression, anxiety, that feeling of your life being boring, while others are taking it to the max, which is not what one must experience.
Maybe someday atleast some will wake up and ask “what the absolute hell is happening here and what are we doing here? “ I don’t have a solution for it, but the first step is to acknowledge there is a problem. Who knows one day the game will break as nobody would play it. For a day like that to come, I will be as naive as those who are yearning to climb the ladder only to burn themselves out on the hamster wheel of death, only to be replaced by another pathetic sheep. Wow this is the pinnacle of living in the 21st century.
The human brain was not built to handle the weight of the windows of 6 billion people’s shenanigans, lies, and brain rot in a small slab of metal and glass in their pockets all the time. It's time we take a step back and think of unplugging, at least for a little while.
Pry Open Your Eyes
Before it's too late
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