social media dispatch II

DISPATCH IIdefine the problem:

 

ego avatar  x  input bias  x  self-as-center social media  x  confirmation bias = present day atomization, tribalization, agitation, inflammation, false AI models

define: ego avatar

the avatar created at that moment when a real human life differs from the one presented on social media

define: selfie cage

when events in life create a different picture than the one presented in a selfie or any social media profile and the feeling of being trapped in the old version, in the old selfie, and how that icky dishonest feeling leads to a margin call on one’s happiness.

why is this happening?

define: input bias – cuz the social media model of a personal profile is already biased, right from the start. this is due to the fact that it is a simplification, which leaves information out, and can’t fit everything in.

in that social media is fundamentally biased towards inputs, towards the information volunteered into it by users of the platform. in that it only recognizes or acts on what is given to it, but cannot recognize or act on what is left out of it.

such that from a purely computer science perspective, social media seems a relic functioning in classical bit states of only 0 or 1, only input or output, while human life exists in a quantum superposition of 0 and 1 bits, input and output, information and no information, at the same time:

i sit in silence, and i yell above the noise

he is what he shared, and what he left hidden

she is what she said, and what she left unspoken

they are what was given to them, and what was taken from them

we are what was loved, and what was forgotten

each of us an entanglement of other humans, other beings, other pasts, other futures

humming together, as one

the tree releasing oxygen from stomata the same moment our lungs are expelling carbon dioxide from our blood through alveoli

2 very different beings

entangled, breathing together, as one

 

human being, are you only the information you volunteer into the empty text field? only the face volunteered into the empty selfie box? if so, then human being when there is the slightest difference between who you are and what you volunteer who should be trusted – you, or your inputs? if so, then human being if you volunteer no information, no face, then do you no exist?

so why is this a problem?

cuz social media is conceived, organized and managed self-as-center.

define: self-as-center

due to current computing and networking technology a location, an address, a center point in space, a name, an ip address, some hardware, and an internet connection, is required to operate a social media platform so that other locations, other center points in space, and other names can identify and network and communicate.

in that social media as presently conceived, organized and managed has decided to make this location, this center point in space a personal profile made of inputs volunteered by the user. a personal profile which quickly and easily, and perhaps intentionally, becomes an object of personal reputation, an extension of self, an avatar of ego left hanging, exposed in cyberspace.

and so behaving as the hungry, needy child pure ego is, it demands to be the center, to be a self in the center of constant attention. and as the hungry, needy child, it is also very very defensive and highly reactive to any perceived peer status challenges. 

result?

define: confirmation bias – like something designed with a genuinely good intention to connect humans (which social media certainly is) becomes something which merely atomizes and tribalizes humans. cuz users only communicate with the other users that make them feel good and that provide the ego’s baby food of attention and protection. it is absolutely true that social media has increased communication and connectivity, but because social media has strengthened rather than weakened humanity’s inherent confirmation bias, the increased communication and connectivity has occurred only between those who are like-minded.

 

ego avatar  x  input bias  x  self-as-center social media  x  confirmation bias  = 

 

ego tribes only communicating with other ego tribes

of the same mind

so the red tribe gets redder and the blue tribe gets bluer

so the data knives get sharper

so the cutting apart just gets more precise

so the separation just gets reinforced

so self obsession gets confused as self expression

so self segregation gets fully engaged

so the avatar of ego awakens

in a jealous rage, in a selfie cage

building everything up and burning everything down

social media dispatch I

DISPATCH Isouls in the bottleneck:

 

how our avatars of ego flicker and dance like flames

that elegant dance between who we really are and the profile presented on a screen

our human lives flow and change

while social media profiles stay the same

lagging a few seconds, hours, days behind

until we reach back in time

to update our profiles to now

but now

is already gone

 

our human lives being sliced up into tribes by the data knives

of self-as-center algorithms

whirring and smoking in the trembling hands

of me-and-nothing-else leaders

in the context of

e  v  e  r  y  t  h  i  n  g   and   e v e r y o n e

else

 

enter your information into the text box

do it now, enter it

can’t you see, it’s empty

trouble is, we’ll never get high enough

never get rich enough to find peace

in the self-as-center algorithms

washing over us

 

how the jealousy rage in the selfie cage

chase the fame right into that frame

like we chained 

to the stables in a sweltering server farm

so busy performing life to notice what living it really feels like

that hi def sound of shell casings raining down in a video game town

so we can’t hear what 25 sirens racing by in the night really sounds like

 

enter your life into the selfie cage

do it now, enter it

can’t you see, it’s empty

trouble is, we’ll never be high enough

never be rich enough to find peace

in the self-as-center algorithms

washing over us

 

our human lives flow and change

while social media profiles stay the same

lagging a few seconds, hours, days behind

until we reach back in time

to update our profiles to now

but now

is already gone

social media dispatch – forward

FORWARD  – as humans have always wanted to talk and to share:

 

look, a dove has arrived with a message about olympians in athens

gutenberg

morse

daugerre’s gift

and thomas edison’s too

bell, meucci, and the work of all the other names

maxwell and hertz and bose, to marconi and fessenden

and words and music and books and prints and photos and blueprints and manifestos and mass printed color posters going to and going fro

and ww1

world. war.

1

lumeire to baird to farnsworth

and communism and socialism and fascism and nationalism and racism

and all the other isms

and all the other flags

and all the other tribes

and the big screen

and mass propaganda and mass propaganda

and tripping and twitching

ww2

world. war.

2

davies and pouzin, taylor and roberts, to berners-lee

and how we humans communicate

when the communicating gets really really easy

how we only talk with the ones we really want to talk to

only read, listen to, watch what we really want to 

only what we agree with, only what makes us feel good

not what we don’t want to read

don’t want to hear

don’t want to see

like maybe the other half of a shared reality

yes yes all of these are revolutions in communication

the immense good yes

all bringing humans closer together yes yes

but always the same pattern throughout the history of mankind

the confirmation bias, the input bias

forming us into tribes of the same mind

flying the same flag with the same name

atomized, tribalized, radicalized

this natural weakness of human nature

and now the name zuckerberg

and social media

and now the ego avatars and the selfie cages…

the united states of consciousness

america, the united states of america, we’re the united states of consciousness, the united states of all of us, the united states of breathing in and breathing out about us, instead of tripping over tripping out about us, america, the united states of neighbors, the united states of a language we don’t know spoke across the hall, across the street, in our face about us, with a look in the eye clear as sun light, clear as a plate of food handed out to a shaking hand that grew up to understand us, and years later reached out and lifted us, america, the united states of consciousness, the united states of all of us, the united states of breathing in and breathing out about us, instead of tripping over tripping out about us, america, the united states of no single american language, the united states of no single american religion, the unites states of no single american race, and oh how that means we race, straight up and down main street showin’ off about us, cuz we’re the united states of hard workers and hustle up and what you gonna do about us, cuz we’re america, the united states of america, the united states of consciousness, the united states of all of us, the united states of breathing in and breathing out, instead of tripping over and tripping out, nope you ain’t choking and dropping out on us, the united states of getting beyond any obstacles, beyond any small minds locked onto small problems, like the stars and stripes ripped apart into some colors and some tribes, petty shreds of cloth mottoes and cheap slogans tossed out and blown away, by the slightest head winds, by the easiest problems, enclaves of that pernicious weakness where we get only the news we want to hear, only the news we want to see, and can’t handle anything else, like maybe the other half of our shared reality, america, we’re the united states of america, the united states of consciousness, the united states of all of us, the united states of we can do anything, of we got this, of we’ve been through so much already together, the united states of freedom, as free for you as it is free for me, as free as a team of rivals will ever be, cuz america’s not just about you, cuz america’s not just about me, floating on our little islands in a churning mental sea, watching selfies twitching on cracked hi-def screens, america, we’re the united states of america, the united states of the united strength of all of us, the united states of the united strength of all our hands together, of all our strong lungs breathing deeply, breathing freely, all our deep roots in the dirt beneath all of our feet, in the food that feeds us, in the dreams that shake us from our sleep, in the hands that build us, then free us, america, we’re the united states of america, the united states of consciousness, the united states of all of us

thought lung #5 – conscious of atonement in a fragment of a moment

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like spring sunshine like spring sunshine like spring sunshine

how you bring how you bring how you bring love to us

spring sunshine spring sunshine spring sunshine

how you shout’n loud about us

how to sync in and sync out about us

by breathing in and breathing out about us

 

like spring sunshine spring sunshine spring sunshine

shining through my windows through my blinds

my jealous rage my selfie cage

through my cracked hi-def eyelids my heavy wasted screens

like song birds racing through spring sunshine pouring warnings down

about us

how this tripping on and tripping out about us

ain’t helping us from choking and dropping out on us

 

like spring sunshine like spring sunshine like spring sunshine

how you spring how you spring how you spring love in us

spring sunshine spring sunshine spring sunshine

how you shout’n loud with us

how to sync in and sync out with us

by breathing in and breathing out with us

Advanced Computer Science: Course Level 6000

TITLE: COMBINATORIAL PROGRAMMING LOGIC AND APPLIED COMPUTATIONS

COURSE DESCRIPTION:                a soul in a computational engine

wrapped in chains of bit state simplification

and fate an algorithm’s decision

and love a run script transaction

 

in the empty text field

define your soul

it’s preselected

amongst the drop down selections

we’ve made it easy

you cannot leave the answer empty

 

a soul in a computational engine

wrapped in chains of bit state simplification

and fate an algorithm’s decision

and life a virtual sensation

 

the data you provide

must be in the bit states supplied

must be 0 or 1

[ 0, 1 ]

you cannot be

0 and 1

at the same time

you cannot be

[ 0 0, 0 1, 1 0, 1 1 ]

a superposition

undefined

living outside of our sophisticated behavior matrices

like a data set displaying non-conformities

a quantum state so disorderly

like a thought lung breathing freely

like a human

being

in the same moment

in the same breath

singing in happiness

 giving out gladness

 

a soul in a computational engine

wrapped in chains of bit state simplification

and fate an algorithm’s decision

and love a coded description

 

in the empty text field

in a simple boolean function

in a classical bit state

define your life

define define, comply comply

identity must be identified

defy, and be denied

 

a soul in a computational engine

wrapped in chains of bit state simplification

and fate an algorithm’s decision

and life a ray traced sensation

 

you’ve been preselected

amongst the drop down selections

amongst the proprietary behavior predictions

amongst the logic gate’s exquisite predilections

define define, comply comply

identity, identify

defy, and be denied

it’s easy 

you cannot leave the answer empty

like a thought lung breathing freely

like a human

being

in the same moment

in the same breath

safe in your lover’s arms

saving their soul from harm

a flavor confused for a place

yeah the midwest is white bread yeah yeah

yeah the midwest is white bread yeah yeah yeah

it’s white bread yeah the midwest

it’s all white bread white bread

all mayonnaise or miracle whip on that

sure sure sure it is sure

yo this is heat flow

bro c’mon, mask on

let’s roll

time for some more of that bomb pho

that super good _________

to go !

get busy breathing – on our chests

human

being

be breathing

breathe in breathe out

all is flow all is change

all showed up, all left the stage

the fear the distress

of these times

pressing down on our chests

feel this without fearing

without grasping

without attaching

don’t push this away

don’t grasp onto this

it will change

breathe in breathe out

in the hospitals of italy, in the hospitals of nyc

in spain, in seattle, in wuhan, in london, new orleans, mumbai

the doctors and nurses 

trying to manage what is happening now

and heed the warnings of what soon could go down

ventilator hoods over heads

in row after row of hospital beds

the doctors and nurses pushing so hard

to keep them breathing

for them

breathe in breathe out

for all the servers and the staff that we know

in the bars and the clubs and the restaurants and pubs

we can no longer go to

all who lost their jobs in an instant

all the businesses just closed down

a what the ffff just happened look around

for them

breathe in breathe out

and when our own worries

our own fears

our own pain

comes rushing in

the weight pressing down on our chests

feel the worry, feel the fear, feel the pain

don’t push them away

don’t grasp them  

they will change

here where we breathe our thoughts

where we breathe our fears our pain

is the peace and the strength

to think without tripping

and feel without fearing

let it in let it out

pick it up put it down

let it come let it go

without fear without judgment

without grasping

without attaching

breathe in breathe out

for those who cannot

for the doctor awake for 2 days

for the nurse who’s watched too many pass away

for them

keep breathing

stronger than any fear and distress

pressing down

on our chests

alert n ready

calm n steady

getting busy

breathing doing fixing building making helping healing

get busy breathing – calm n steady

with each breath in peace

there can be no defeat

in the rhythms of peace

each breath in belief

human

being

be breathing

alert n ready

calm n steady

getting busy

breathing

with each breath in purpose

in gratitude love and devotion

in the rhythms of peace

there will be no defeat

human

being

keep breathing

alert n ready

calm n steady

getting busy

breathing doing fixing building making helping healing

woozy

woozy times

rollin on that woozy beat

it kinda makes sense

kinda dances

but kinda dizzy

confusing n twitchy

woozy

woozy rhymes

rollin on them woozy chems

it kinda makes sense

it kinda works

but kinda messed up on that perfect selfie

maybe someone gonna like me a little more

if i take just one more

just one more

how many stars you gonna rate my love my body my money

honey, baby

woozy

woozy times

rollin on that woozy beat

kinda drunk kinda high

but half assed sober

like the ones up on the throne slouched over

who know how close they are to coming down

how heavy and unsteady lies the crown

woozy

woozy lines

rollin on them woozy screens

the armies of our unresolved grievances are stirring

marching down the streets of our lives

kinda lockstep

but kinda staggering kinda lost

slobbering on the hate we feed them

woozy

woozy times

 

across the static

across the sidewalk

the curbs

the traffic

the faces in cars passing

the panic, the peace, the laughter

windows down

punk rock belted

hip hop blasting

on the far side the other side

we see them laughing

a language we can’t understand

but a smile that’s beaming

behind the flashing screens we sit

and want that happiness

but in these woozy times

will it ever happen

hands clenched tight into fists

holding nothing but trips

cramping

like we waiting

for some perfect easy answer

for the always open palms of a savior

to come down and lift us up

when our hands our souls

will open

if we just let go

these woozy times

we grasping