I sometimes think that internet is an evil tit. Yes, a tit. It doesn't have milk. It has information. More addictive than cocaine. You don't get answers from deep inside of you. You don't have time. You are served. 20 thousand words per minute. Information. Billion of pictures. Million of movies.
Internet is others subconscious screaming loud at you.
The only problem is, our genetics are not as fast as a regular speed of new tweets. There is no peace on internet. It is interactive. There to entertain you. At you own will, in speeds of milliseconds. See the new Facebook kids, and compare them to a rural kid which still plays with its toys in nature. I prefer the kid forest child. It is more authentic.
I like authenticity.
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