Screw the Internet, Make Art Instead

 I had so many things I wanted to say, but I forgot what they were the moment I opened this page.

Why?

Writer's block? Hesitation? Lack of ability or talent? Numbness? Brain fart?

I'm still trying to figure it out.

It's like, my brain knows what I'm saying, but won't output it. And I don't know what to do to fix it. 

Maybe I should make an art website instead. 

Art has never really been my thing, but I think I think in concepts. 

It's hard to explain...

Like I know what I'm thinking, but communicating it is hard. My mind draws a blank when prompted with a question, even if I know a lot about the subject. 

But anyway. Onto what I was going to say... Maybe I can try to make sense of it.

I saw a video today about the "dead internet" conspiracy theory. It says that the Internet is being bombarded with AI, spam, and ads more and more and eventually, everything will be fake and the Internet will be dead.

Now, this is a conspiracy theory I can get behind.

And it's seriously making me consider deleting all social media for good, and even going back to using a "dumbphone." The Internet isn't fun like it used to be. There's constant ads, monetization, and fake stuff. And it's shortening my already short attention span. 

I used to... go to the library and check out books and DVD's. 

I used to... go for bike rides.

I used to... go to Denny's to study.

I used to live life.

Now, it feels like life is passing by and I'm just in the passenger seat. No, I'm not even in the vehicle. 

I don't even want to finish this blog post.