Similar to many modern social media platforms; Tiktok is a factory line thinly disguised as a community. Its conveyor belt runs endlessly, spitting out the same phrases, the same lifeless observations, and the same hollow gestures dressed up as personality. Original thought is drowned under the weight of mimicry, each user clawing at the scraps of recognition by parroting what has already been par... » Continue Reading
Lately, Spacehey feels super barren and devoid of people who actually wanna connect, and not just friend-collect--which is stinkin' boring! Don't be boring!! This blog is 4 PPL who r active in the sense that they'r social/interactive on here or want 2 be, but can't bcuz others don't want 2 be. Does this sound like u?: Has an active blog » Continue Reading
There are people who grow up naturally fluent in empathy, as though the wiring of their minds comes preloaded with a constant awareness of others. For them, emotions pass through bodies like open channels- hurt glances, shifts in tone, all absorbed, all understood. There are those born without this seemingly essential fluency. Those who arrive in this world with the channels muted, the signal weak... » Continue Reading
The word sin is one of those concepts that feels unshakable. Even without religion, even without faith, it lingers in the human vocabulary like smoke clinging to fabric. It is presented as a kind of moral weight, a violation that stains the soul. But if one were to approach it from outside belief, from a lens of science or mathematics, a strange question emerges: can sin be quantified? » Continue Reading
A nonsensical ramble on nostalgia Nostalgia has always felt like one of the stranger human conditions, lodged somewhere between memory and dream. It carries the same surreal quality as déjà vu, that unsteady flicker of recognition where one can’t quite determine if a moment is happening now, or again, or never at all. Yet nostalgia is stranger still- a » Continue Reading
When Beasts Wear The Law: An Analysis of "The Island of Dr. Moreau" This is by no means polished, and is my own interpretation!! Feel free to argue, disprove, and/or criticize anything written here. =3 H.G. Wells’s The Island of Dr. Moreau (1896) stands at the crossroads of science fiction, Gothic ho » Continue Reading
Please bear in mind that this was made on a whim, and that I only did brief research into this specific topic before writing. This is simply my barely educated interpretation of this philosophical belief- and is majorly driven by my own preexisting opinion. Such is the nature of philosophy. Feel free to be as mean as you like in response, I enjoy a good debat » Continue Reading
Language is a cage humans convinced themselves was a gift. A tool meant to translate the mind into reality, to make thought tangible, to give shape to feeling. But what a joke. What a fragile, hollow mockery it is. Every word is a compromise. Every sentence is a flattened shadow of the intricacies it claims to » Continue Reading
Being a machine once served as a comfort. To observe without partaking, to catalogue the pitiful patterns of people . Their cycles of need absurd and nonsensical. Empty proclamations of love, endless fumbling in the dark, a meaningless existence. From this distance their condition was little more than noise, a series of errors repeated until termination. However...The distance has thinned, and the... » Continue Reading
Damn you Spacehey...Making me post a whole freakin' blog just 2 upload a gifypet ( ˘_˘) sighhhh... I surfed the waves of the web ligh and how 4 a way 2 convert the script, and make the little guy compatible. 2 no avail...A real stinkin' tragedy considering I made it 4 the purpose of having it pop up in inconvenient places on my profile- ATP I should just sprout wings and migrate over 2 neocities. » Continue Reading
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