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You Will Eventually Be Forgotten
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This is something I've been meaning to write about for a while. That is what we're living through right now, the conditions, environment, whatever you want to call it - is something I don't think we've ever seen before. A while ago, I had this thought while at work: "How many people actually are aware of or use Internet terminology?" Mind you, most of the people I work with are fairly young - but their Internet presence is limited to phone apps such as Snapchat or Wordle. I had to explain to one of my co-workers what a forum/messageboard was, and she didn't understand it nor did she get the appeal because it didn't seem "fun." This got me thinking about the various distinctions and words we've come up with to separate ourselves from others. "Normie," "normalfag," "NPC," are all words no one in their right mind would use in the "real world." The fact that I had to explain in detail what a forum was and how it functions to my co-worker, shows she lives in a separate reality from where I am. The Internet for people like her, is just an extension of her interests (namely her friends, her family - her social life). If she uses an phone app to play a game, she is not using it to waste time or to gain points on another app like Fetch or Freecash, she is just using it as another means to communicate and share a fun activity with her friends.
One thing I've come to realize as I've gotten older is just how terminally online I really am. This isn't something that happens overnight, this develops over a very long period of time. My own childhood, for instance had a lot of exposure to video games and the Internet at the age of five. I look back on my own past and see a lot of wasted time and potential - a number of kids were in clubs or in sports, plenty of them had large friend groups. I used to think that children had "natural inclinations" for certain subjects until I learned just how important the parents are in the child's life. I didn't get to have that "idealic childhood" because I did not have a very stable family and so I would retreat to where I felt safe - which was my bedroom playing video games or exploring the Internet. Even in high school where I met my best friends, I had one foot in reality and another in the Online Space. My real self was timid and socially awkward, but with the Internet I was able to ignore my anxieties of talking to girls by instead choosing to watch pornography in my room, not having to think about the consequences of my actions for a long time.
The reason I'm giving this lengthy backstory is because my co-worker and I live in completely different worlds. With the "Wild West" of the Internet, there are things I've seen, typed, read about that no one 30 years ago would think to do. What kind of person honestly even thinks about "incels" or being "blackpilled"? Can you imagine having a normal conversation with someone at the checkout counter at your local grocery and you use a phrase like "beta male soyboy" to describe someone?
"See that beta over there? He needs to start looksmaxing, going to the gym, start mewing, stop listening to cringe leftoid podcasts and then he can start pulling Stacies!"
Now imagine the only thoughts you have throughout your day are not about what's in front of you, not about any observation about the world around you - but the only thoughts you have are what's reflected back at you from your social media feed, from those YouTube videos you watch, and from the Discord community you frequent. And if you've lived like this for a very long time, what are the consequences?
This is where it gets even more troubling in terms of psychology/spirituality. I have not done any in-depth research on the psychology of paraphilias, however - I am speaking from my own experience as someone who had a terrible pornography addiction in my teen and young adult years which is only now starting to improve. Just for a moment, think about very specific paraphilias that would not have existed without the Internet. Think about how many people are exposed to something they likely would never have even thought about - now, that thought - that idea - becomes an extremely strong desire that they cannot let go of. Vore - a paraphilia that only exists because of the Internet - is not real. It cannot happen to you and you have never experienced anything like it. The only thing that happened (if you do have a vore fetish) is that you saw a simulation of it on the Internet. My best guess as to what the person with the vore fetish is trying to simulate ("being swallowed") is an experience or feeling of returning to the comfort of their mother's womb. Here's Desmond Morris explaining the tactile experience of the infant in the womb from his book "Intimate Behavior"
My main concern with all of this is - does anyone want this? Did that friend of yours really want to be an otaku with a wall of unfinished manga and a collection of FOTM waifu figures on his self? Don't you think it's weird that that 47 year old neighbor hosts six hour livestreams talking about Disney Star Wars and the MCU all day? The real problem is that once you've adapted yourself to being terminally online - there is no going back. You've had those thoughts, shared those posts, downloaded those videos. It's a part of your DNA now. You did not consent to see that violent, disgusting image that was posted on 4chan - but it was posted by that anon who intentionally derailed the thread "for the lulz". Now that is with you forever and you've either become so desensitized you don't even think about it or you actively become a participant to "troll" someone else in another anonymous thread.
So what do we do? What's the response? For me at least (or at least what I've been doing) is a type of self-evaluation. Taking a big step back and taking a long time to reflect on my own experiences and genuinely asking myself: "Am I okay with this?" I have access to so much information that has helped me in recent years, some in a very positive way, but others in a very negative way as demonstrated above. I'm not going to say "touch grass" because I know why I'm terminally online (it is a choice I make) and I know why people prefer the Internet to the real world. But I'm not going to delude myself into thinking that living my life entirely online and building my "online persona" will in any way be a substitute for a real life and a genuine personality. I can't give advice to end this post because there is no success story here, this is something to think about from someone who would like to live a normal life but who realizes it's too late and is unsure just how difficult is will be to become "normal" again.
One thing I've come to realize as I've gotten older is just how terminally online I really am. This isn't something that happens overnight, this develops over a very long period of time. My own childhood, for instance had a lot of exposure to video games and the Internet at the age of five. I look back on my own past and see a lot of wasted time and potential - a number of kids were in clubs or in sports, plenty of them had large friend groups. I used to think that children had "natural inclinations" for certain subjects until I learned just how important the parents are in the child's life. I didn't get to have that "idealic childhood" because I did not have a very stable family and so I would retreat to where I felt safe - which was my bedroom playing video games or exploring the Internet. Even in high school where I met my best friends, I had one foot in reality and another in the Online Space. My real self was timid and socially awkward, but with the Internet I was able to ignore my anxieties of talking to girls by instead choosing to watch pornography in my room, not having to think about the consequences of my actions for a long time.
The reason I'm giving this lengthy backstory is because my co-worker and I live in completely different worlds. With the "Wild West" of the Internet, there are things I've seen, typed, read about that no one 30 years ago would think to do. What kind of person honestly even thinks about "incels" or being "blackpilled"? Can you imagine having a normal conversation with someone at the checkout counter at your local grocery and you use a phrase like "beta male soyboy" to describe someone?
"See that beta over there? He needs to start looksmaxing, going to the gym, start mewing, stop listening to cringe leftoid podcasts and then he can start pulling Stacies!"
Now imagine the only thoughts you have throughout your day are not about what's in front of you, not about any observation about the world around you - but the only thoughts you have are what's reflected back at you from your social media feed, from those YouTube videos you watch, and from the Discord community you frequent. And if you've lived like this for a very long time, what are the consequences?
This is where it gets even more troubling in terms of psychology/spirituality. I have not done any in-depth research on the psychology of paraphilias, however - I am speaking from my own experience as someone who had a terrible pornography addiction in my teen and young adult years which is only now starting to improve. Just for a moment, think about very specific paraphilias that would not have existed without the Internet. Think about how many people are exposed to something they likely would never have even thought about - now, that thought - that idea - becomes an extremely strong desire that they cannot let go of. Vore - a paraphilia that only exists because of the Internet - is not real. It cannot happen to you and you have never experienced anything like it. The only thing that happened (if you do have a vore fetish) is that you saw a simulation of it on the Internet. My best guess as to what the person with the vore fetish is trying to simulate ("being swallowed") is an experience or feeling of returning to the comfort of their mother's womb. Here's Desmond Morris explaining the tactile experience of the infant in the womb from his book "Intimate Behavior"
My main concern with all of this is - does anyone want this? Did that friend of yours really want to be an otaku with a wall of unfinished manga and a collection of FOTM waifu figures on his self? Don't you think it's weird that that 47 year old neighbor hosts six hour livestreams talking about Disney Star Wars and the MCU all day? The real problem is that once you've adapted yourself to being terminally online - there is no going back. You've had those thoughts, shared those posts, downloaded those videos. It's a part of your DNA now. You did not consent to see that violent, disgusting image that was posted on 4chan - but it was posted by that anon who intentionally derailed the thread "for the lulz". Now that is with you forever and you've either become so desensitized you don't even think about it or you actively become a participant to "troll" someone else in another anonymous thread.
So what do we do? What's the response? For me at least (or at least what I've been doing) is a type of self-evaluation. Taking a big step back and taking a long time to reflect on my own experiences and genuinely asking myself: "Am I okay with this?" I have access to so much information that has helped me in recent years, some in a very positive way, but others in a very negative way as demonstrated above. I'm not going to say "touch grass" because I know why I'm terminally online (it is a choice I make) and I know why people prefer the Internet to the real world. But I'm not going to delude myself into thinking that living my life entirely online and building my "online persona" will in any way be a substitute for a real life and a genuine personality. I can't give advice to end this post because there is no success story here, this is something to think about from someone who would like to live a normal life but who realizes it's too late and is unsure just how difficult is will be to become "normal" again.