Privacy is a relic Living vicariously through a piece of blue glass Shameless exhibitionism, our every move, thought, opinion, judgement, like, and dislike screamed into the void Demanding validation While the algorithms tell us what to think, buy and feel we shun reality more every day Cognitive incarceration Wake up! What comes of all this is a chronic dissatisfaction, always begging for more Hungry ghosts, we will never be satisfied