hello everyone - can you read me?
here is my first entry into my cyber-journal. in whose screens and minds this will end up in only the lord knows. i find it beautiful, yet rather unnerving, that somewhere out there someone may be reading this and finding themselves drawn to me - or rather thinking of themselves as similar to me - and i may never know.
i wonder who coined the name "cyberspace" because i think the name is incredibly accurate in describing the nature of the internet; we are all in our own spaceships per se, whether it's a laptop, pc, mobile device, or hell, even a fucking smart fridge. we sit in our spaceships navigating different planets (websites, media, entertainment) and send out broadcasts hoping other lonely souls will read them and perhaps even send one back. and with that, i want to thank you for taking the time to read my own message right now.
why did i make a spacehey account? well at first i just thought it was aesthetically pleasing. i love y2k, scene, black&white, frutiger, and almost every other aesthetic i've stumbled across on here. i don't even remember how i stumbled across this website anymore after getting absorbed into all of it's beautiful chaos. but if you were to ask me on a deeper level, i would say it's not just about the aesthetics. in each of these profiles is an individual's true, unfiltered sense of self. there are days when i find it hard to believe that anyone else other than me is truly alive. maybe this sort of dissociation is a side effect of exploring cyberspace too long (doomscrolling), or from unrestricted internet access from too young an age, but navigating this website showed me how there are humans out there just like me. who like the same aesthetics, displaying their own personality for everyone to see, and i think that's beautiful. in cyberspace, spacehey is a sort of solar system, i think, filled with planets created by individuals to hold all their desires and aesthetics. this beauty of cyberspace - unrestricted ability to express oneself - is what makes its lure so powerful. and here i am, another victim of unbound planethopping.
blackholes. the feared, ultra-powerful deities of the universe. as much as they exist in space, they exist in cyberspace. although these phenomena are greatly feared, this fear merely stems from one of the original, intrinsic fears in human beings: the unknown. so little is known about black holes beyond their existence and external structure, that one is left simply with their imagination when asked what happens after falling into one. now, what would our version of a black hole on the internet be? i need to mull over this question a little bit longer before telling any of you who see this what the answer would be. but i will send out a broadcast as soon as i do.
the internet, i believe, is a sort of crude form of a collective consciousness. for those of you who don't know what a "collective consciousness" is, let me explain: a collective consciousness is a sort of theoretical phenomena in which multiple "individual" consciousnesses are merged into one being while keeping their individual nature. what does this mean? this means that each individual member of this collective consciousness has the knowledge amassed by every other individual in the collective while simultaneously giving every other member their own knowledge. here's an example that's a little easier to grasp: imagine a tribe of, let's say, five people which are members of a collective consciousness. one man in this tribe wanders from outside their campsite and finds a banana tree in the forest. every other member of this tribe now has the knowledge of this banana tree, and not only that, but also experienced the expedition to find it. its hard to understand, i know. not even i fully understand the topic that i am tutoring about. but it is not because either one of us is "dumb" or "slow", it is because this idea is simply beyond reach of the human mind. we do not have the ability to comprehend the idea that someone else has access to our consciousness while retaining their own, and in fact, such an idea is likely not even possible. yet, when you look at the internet, we see the closest example to this "collective consciousness" to date. everyone putting their own words and ideas out into this cyberspace while simultaneously ingesting and responding to the content posted by others is a pretty similar experience, i think.
to wrap up this journal, i want to mention one other cosmic phenomena that we see here in cyberspace. wormholes. although wormholes (to my knowledge) have never truly been discovered, i think the idea is simply fascinating. a five dimensional hole in which you can travel through space-time is an idea so grand that words could not even begin to describe the wonder. where do we see this in cyberspace? nostalgia. looking through all the y2k memorabilia in spacehey brought me back to a time where i was just a kid playing littlebigplanet2 on my PS2 (one of my first spaceships in which i travelled through cyberspace) where i was immersed in a galaxy of y2k, scene, dubstep, and other relics of the era. although that original galaxy is lost to time now, in a corner of this cosmos that is not accessible by any modern spaceships, i can still feel the ripples of that era through the nostalgia i experience today. this is my wormhole. nostalgia from seeing these aesthetics online shoots me through this fifth-dimensional hole in cyberspace back to a place where i was a little kid experiencing the beauty of the universe through anime, og dubstep, creepypasta, and more. and i cannot thank cyberspace enough for this.
i think that's about it for me today everyone, i'm starting to feel the pull back to the real world - away from my spaceship and cyberspace, where i am experiencing today's own aesthetics and marvels. although i deeply love everything we have today, in this modern era, a part of me will always longingly reminisce about a more innocent time where bright colors, cute characters, and techno heavy music ruled the world.
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