elo’s heart

In endless scrolling we find solace but with others it’s small talk. Bound by following and reposts but lost with grief and sadness. Riddled with contempt and aspirations for me. Quietly competing but blatantly condemning every fleeting thought of our own. Social media is our enigma, the generations mythological feat. Forever haunting us as we grow

The unnecessary jargon that follows from algorithm based apps results in delusions of intellect and liberation. We are subdued in the mind but stimulated in the ears. Often forgetting our own thoughts but replacing the idea of them with confusion.

“Nothing is permanent and all suffering results from our delusions of permanence.”

-Octavia Butler