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I Born for campfire light we wake inside glowing screens that never go dark The body recalls a slower clock of hunger the world ignores it II Belonging once meant hands close enough to hold you still at the edge of dark Praise taught us the way like elders shaping footfalls in soft dirt roads worn Status was a fire you fed so others stayed warm not a bright spotlight Meaning held the group together through shared stories told until sleep came New tracks in the dust meant food or death or wonder not endless choices III Attention is mined like mountains losing their peaks without a sound made No one hates you here the system simply needs it what you will give up Sleepless servers pull on a billion nervous minds at a single time IV A wolf in bright aisles does not learn to shop in peace it forgets to eat Faces behind glass trigger ancient social cues nothing answers back The brain sees danger in headlines built for terror and never rests now We reach for meaning and receive metrics instead shaped like real food still V Lonely in a crowd each face a passing signal none a shelter The itch to compare never ends because the scale has no bottom We binge on bright noise and feel strangely malnourished after each meal The mind hunts itself using tools it can’t escape from its own design VI Not beyond nature but cut loose from its feedback loops that once held us A human body trained by signals no forest ever made--standard VII This is not polite language meant to pass review untouched, never washed Machines read us clean while we misname our own pain existence, daily
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Dec 20, 2025
Dec 20, 2025 at 4:47 PM UTC
THE WORLD WE DID NOT EVOLVE FOR
I Born for campfire light we wake inside glowing screens that never go dark The body recalls a slower clock of hunger the world ignores it II Belonging once meant hands close enough to hold you still at the edge of dark Praise taught us the way like elders shaping footfalls in soft dirt roads worn Status was a fire you fed so others stayed warm not a bright spotlight Meaning held the group together through shared stories told until sleep came New tracks in the dust meant food or death or wonder not endless choices III Attention is mined like mountains losing their peaks without a sound made No one hates you here the system simply needs it what you will give up Sleepless servers pull on a billion nervous minds at a single time IV A wolf in bright aisles does not learn to shop in peace it forgets to eat Faces behind glass trigger ancient social cues nothing answers back The brain sees danger in headlines built for terror and never rests now We reach for meaning and receive metrics instead shaped like real food still V Lonely in a crowd each face a passing signal none a shelter The itch to compare never ends because the scale has no bottom We binge on bright noise and feel strangely malnourished after each meal The mind hunts itself using tools it can’t escape from its own design VI Not beyond nature but cut loose from its feedback loops that once held us A human body trained by signals no forest ever made--standard VII This is not polite language meant to pass review untouched, never washed Machines read us clean while we misname our own pain existence, daily
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Dec 20, 2025
Dec 20, 2025 at 4:47 PM UTC
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