We awake to the pale blue light.
We hear the ad reads while we shower, while we drive, while we work. Somehow it's better than hearing our own thoughts.
They profit on our attention. They necessitate our addiction. They have us right where they want us.
We eat our food and we scroll. At a stop light, we scroll. We piss, we shit, we scroll.
The pale blue light lulls us back to sleep.
The cells have long been metastasized. The cancer has finally spread to our minds.
