I started this blog to chronicle the experiences of a typical Anonymous user. There is nothing special about me. I am just another pair of eyeballs glued to the idiot box 2.0. This is the only thing I know we have in common, but I believe that a great many of you will be able to identify with me.
I only have a vague idea of what this blog is all about, but I will start by saying that it has multiple authors writing as one. Some contradictions in opinion can be expected, as can varying post quality and writing voice, even within the same post. I don't care about that.
All I care about is the perpetuation of the multiheaded hydra of Anonymity, about the spreading of human brain filth and increasing awareness of just how alone we really are, being transported from screen to screen at 300 kilomiles per hour in tightly packed tincans, resenting the presence of every one of those brinesoaked fish while we yern to be close to any one of them. The deranged amusement which is our only comfort, the mental tension of a brain like a bladder full of acid piss, the fevered recklessness with which we embrace the absurdity of it all, the insanity which keeps us sane; the internet waits with mouth agape, and I am here to VENT IT all from my reptile brain's cloaca.
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I only have a vague idea of what this blog is all about, but I will start by saying that it has multiple authors writing as one. Some contradictions in opinion can be expected, as can varying post quality and writing voice, even within the same post. I don't care about that.
All I care about is the perpetuation of the multiheaded hydra of Anonymity, about the spreading of human brain filth and increasing awareness of just how alone we really are, being transported from screen to screen at 300 kilomiles per hour in tightly packed tincans, resenting the presence of every one of those brinesoaked fish while we yern to be close to any one of them. The deranged amusement which is our only comfort, the mental tension of a brain like a bladder full of acid piss, the fevered recklessness with which we embrace the absurdity of it all, the insanity which keeps us sane; the internet waits with mouth agape, and I am here to VENT IT all from my reptile brain's cloaca.
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