The scene⌗

I had a dream.

I was in a place. A god, that looked like Mew, a Pokemon, was playing with phone app icons, company logos.

The best way to describe the general tone of the environment is pink neumorphism.

The icons were spheres made out of soft pink hyperspace matter.

Here is a look at neumorphism, for those who already forgot this abomination of a trend:

neumorphism

and a picture of mew:

Mew, Pokémon

My reaction to the scene⌗

I was paralyzed.

It was a long time since I’ve seen hyperspace that felt so real.

I don’t remember a lot, except that I noticed the app icons, and felt uncomfortable about it…

Realizing something⌗

So, it hit me hard.

I just couldn’t enjoy a scenery of capitalist symbols. Call me rigid, old-fashioned…

But it really hit me. I felt like something was wrong for a few seconds, that seemed like an eternity, and then, I came to the understanding: I don’t want TechCrunch companies inside my mind. I don’t want to feel jealous when I read about teenagers raising series A. I don’t want to think about Apple’s latest products, AI companies’ new “breakthrough”, PaaS for brain-dead CTOs…

Do I really need to be someone who’s interested in the “tech” bubble? Most of it is shitty code layered upon itself, sold by people who don’t understand anything.

I instantly decided to remove “TechCrunch stuff” from my mind.

Instead, I will focus on:

  • the people I have now
  • the work I have now
  • my small, concrete, dreams
  • now!

Fuck TechCrunch, fuck big tech, fuck stupid startupers, fuck YCombinator, fuck Hacker News.

I don’t want capitalism to control my dreams and aspirations.

(This might not be the best idea of my life)⌗

My peers are reading the tech news because they need it to thrive in their environment.

I do need it to.

Let me open HackerNews… How will I react to it?

Answer: just got lost into it; read about interesting technical stuff.

I feel a bit depressed after reading all this, because I feel that I could do much more interesting things than what I’m doing right now.

At least, I’m making progress.

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