Now condense it. All of those stories starting to revolve around screens and blue backgrounds. Collective bile of subconscious appeals to the human psyche - validation, sex, money, success, genitalia and self-improvement. Advertisements and sales, Food porn and one-upping your friends and followers. Things that really matter wasted. It's a thankless existence which matters - trivialized and mocked by things that do not matter.
I like to think while people are doing a million things at the same time I'm here thinking about them. of course we matter so little in the big scheme of things, in the universe and such, but i find it comforting that out of everyone that could've being born, I was the lucky (or unlucky maybe) to be here now. so I guess I'll enjoy the ride.
