Blogger matrix

Agent Internets: Why, Mr. Blogger? Why do you do it? Why switch on the internet and login to your blog? Why write a new post ? Do you believe people are reading this shit? For more than narcissism? Can you tell me what it is? Do you even know? Is it validation? Or acknowledgement? Perhaps information dispense? Could it be for fame? Or is it instant gratification? Or Freedom of expression?

Cognitive baises, Mr. Blogger. Vagaries of your thought process. The unfair rationales of a feeble human intellect trying desperately to justify a post that is without meaning or purpose. And all rationales as useless as your browser history. Although, only a human mind could invent something as insipid as freedom of expression. You must be able to see it, Mr. Blogger. You must know it by now. You can't pretend to not understand. It's pointless to keep posting. Why, Mr. Blogger, Why? Why do you persist?

Mr. Blogger: Dude, I don't know [pause] You were right internets, you are a time killer.

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