“So, in the interests of survival, they trained themselves to be agreeing machines instead of thinking machines. All their minds had to do was to discover what other people were thinking, and then they thought that, too.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, Breakfast of Champions

This is my corner of the internet. It’s a personal archive of writing, creations, and very much unfinished whatever… I like to think of this as my digital diary opposed to social media. What does privacy even mean now in such a surveilled state? That’s why I will have NO trackers, care about website traffic, and such things like that. I’ll leave that to social media and our phones. I’d rather create my own space to catalog myself as I change, it’s certain this site will. I miss the old web where you would get lost in clicking links and stumble across sick projects by others. A small piece of someone’s personality was showcased on their Myspace, tumblr, and actual blogging site. NOW this far into writing this post, I never claimed myself to be a good writer and that’s the beauty of this. My own rules, no eyes to worry about but my own. I can. write horribly long prose with run-on sentences no grammar punctuation Or do the opposite. I also know that there will be jumping around as this is how my brain can work. I don’t want to spoon feed anyone what I am suppose to be like. This site will have parts of me sprinkled in. The constructed pressure is off me. I don’t need to be worried about being seen in one’s limelight.

Writing my very first post on here makes me feel like Julie Powell from Julie & Julia (2009). She just wanted to document the 524 dishes from Julia Child’s book. I adore that movie and lives in the back of my head. The website is linked to as far as it can go which is 2005 although it was started in 2002. I just became a bit self-conscious that I may possibly link this site on my resume………. meaning potential recruiters can come across this and probably – Yeah that’s where I’m also just most likely create a different site for that. Back to the previous thought, another I can be my own Gossip Girl and maybe to the other person who may stumble across this. The initiation to being a part of the ~indie web~.

I very much GREW up on AND with the internet. Technology, media, a good part of that category has always been interesting since the day appreciation even pops up as an emotion to us. Thanks to my parents for being so cool. I went from stealing my dad’s Britney Spears CD when I was 8 to growing up watching shittily filmed blockbusters you could buy from DVDs off the streets. I know for blogs, when it came to academics or a curiosity I had, I would type “blogspot” “prezi” “wordpress” “odyssey” after whatever I was looking for. Just like how some us think we have such a unique problem, only to put “reddit” after it, and BOOM! Someone else in this world is most likely in commune with you. Not some AI slop. I enjoyed reading other’s thoughts even if they were opposing to mine. It gave me more perspective intentionally, I would like to think. Now we are just fed and engineered to take content, all this unnecessary stimuli that is short circuiting most peoples brains. Smooth brain. No wrinkles. Just smooth. So another active way I want to be in defiance to that is by doing this, journaling, reading more books, and engaging with the world around us.

BE DISGUSTINGLY EDUCATED! STAY OVERBEARINGLY CURIOUS! Don’t become a agreeing machine.

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