The terrible thought; do parts of who I am, end up lost in a sort of void of what my memory is considered to be? What my body is considered to be? Is this what leaves me agoraphobia and shadows, or haunted by the thought that I am lost to the maze? https://t.co/CTMwGrkV2R
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Why is it when I feel connected to anyone, safe to speak, to who I assume even myself alone, that this becomes any molded entrapment?
Doesnโt everyone work on themselves that I never needed to be asked to help them sort their own problems?
Like, why did my fam believe my brother was a literal dog after just two years of, โroutineโ? Why is it that people forget who I am, and then see me as a villian already guilty of whatever they say without truth, to rehearse toxicity as treatment for anxiety?
@vaeporized7 Is this really the deleted dream of happiness and routine, to run from a job lead to the excuse of abuse- or was this just so difficult to point out that it really hadnโt been the fault of a mind branded fragment of our memoryโs continuity โ of individuality? Of love?
Then are too afraid to get the entirety of what they earned from โupper hierarchy,โ control demands, when too absolutely the work they participate inโ is difficult enough to pay better than guesswork analogies of whoโs working hard enough vs who wasnโt liked.
Which pulls me back to your question about justice, then social justice vs social combative control. People feeling cornered between exploitation identity spiders or bullied in-alters who work 80 hours -perceived to be workaholism under delusion that itโs necessary to ache.
Meaning before the hit miss automations, to feel like I had understood the potential meanings underneath these layers Iโm also blind to, and to maintain intrigue for it to be better understand as a genuine reality rather than something to judge too quickly
When can I drop the script? Where do I really go to breathe the privilege of ever gaining liberty and peace under distant viewership that I consent to post without amnesia, and without the accusation of malice, conspiracy, or lewd excuse? Let alone the dogma of all algorithms.
@vaeporized7 And the bias that there was any time we run out ofโlet alone one that hurts most of us let alone intentionallyโto know that rushing to a deadline or a workday, paycheck only caused illusion and habitual suspense. Chained to a scam call or social corner of; empathy- serve.
@vaeporized Right? Like, how is it so difficult โ someone posting a selfie with an ultimatum of suicide within a certain period of timeโasking for just one human to notice they exist, that theyโre caged, ignored until just when itโs too late to help?
How many out there donโt have cellular?
@vaeporized I know, โitโs complex to know someone who knows someone,โ to stitch perfectionism beside our indeed linksโaccording to society but drown under how many times we simply fear nonexistent debtsโ or if my family is even okay. This concept was just based on confirmation networks.
@vaeporized But in some of the most impossible ways, why do I ever hear of prisons utilizing prisoners for work under the guise itโll get rid of their prison debts? Why is this under discretion named through societal entrapment ? Why do we argue the cost of living and still struggle when 1/2
@vaeporized Itโs like weโre locked behind concepts of how we should xyz, or what occupation we choose to tell a soul ever, just to fall between deadlines in a foggy world that bred stress, distress, ignorance-dependent property (guesswork analogies) obsessions, to meet our own reoccurrence