a lie or two
Day 46
I find the lies I tell myself are all together too convincing
truth as fractured fiction glows just as bright within its shadow not as revealing simply mindlessly reflecting
real truths, harder fought truths over time are sung loudly than forgotten
but where does honesty sit when every moment can be muddled when every fact takes a knee to debate what becomes of the center
the little copy of this world i keep deep inside corrupted by simple malice
Was listening to the podcast “Your Undivided Attention”, specifically the episode about planning the internet like you would a city. Some of the topics, the one about creating a space so that political rhetoric isn't constantly ouroborosing (im making that a verb now) because of high click/view rates seemed fantastic.
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