Nov
26
Maybe if we surround ourselves with books a little more than we surround ourselves with tumblr feeds.
Maybe if we grew attached to characters in books a little more than we passively follow unknown personalities on these blogs.
Grow enchanted with story, enamored with an author. Tears flowing as pages turn. Tell me, has the Internet made you cry the same way? Internet is like a callous sandstone, corroding and the mind to any emotion. It shuts off our frontal lobe, desensitized to the feelings of others. Destroys our theory of mind — our ability to empathize, to think about other minds. Turning us into autistic fucks.
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