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A sick mind further poisoned by the internet. Pay him no mind, lest you are wrapped into his dark fantasy.

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    Sonder and The Internet

    I've spent a long year and a half on deciding what the first thing I'll write on this website would be, and it turns out to be a blog post. At least by the end of this I can say I've sent something out into the world for other humans to see, which may be more than some people can say, so it's not all for naught.

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Jul
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2021

Sonder and The Internet · 5:57am July 5th

I've spent a long year and a half on deciding what the first thing I'll write on this website would be, and it turns out to be a blog post. At least by the end of this I can say I've sent something out into the world for other humans to see, which may be more than some people can say, so it's not all for naught.

Due to a series of sitewide events, I've become compelled to post something that I thought about during both of the recent debacles.

Anyway, I come to the greater Fimfiction community with a question. Well, it might be a question. Might devolve into a word-vomiting rant in which i slam you all with what i once thought was deep and philosophical. However it turns out, cut me some slack. I don't do this everyday, after all. The question goes something like this:

Have you ever heard of Sonder? According to google, it's basically the point in which you realize that everybody else has a life just as vivid and complex as your own. To me, that word is terrifying, especially in the current day. It directs me to the undeniable reality that I will never be able to understand someone else. Not completely, anyway, and probably not in the way that it matters. I can't see inside other people's heads, and any interpretations of their actions I can think of are painted by my own biases and desires, and that's simply the way it is. Despite my efforts, I'm not nearly as kind nor as empathetic as I would ever want to be. I'm only human.

So picture my surprise when I'm given the opportunity to look into the lives of others with just a glance. And that I could do it at almost any time, like some sort of superpower. One hand into my pocket and BAM! I can peer into another person's life. I can stare into the abyss, and it can reply with emoticons. How great. They call it the internet, too? Nice and catchy.

By opening my eyes to the internet, I've come into contact with so many amazing things. New stories about my favorite hobbies that I'd never find published, people from across the globe that I would never see in sheltered suburbia, and fantastical events and stories from gatherings long-since archived.

But what happens when the glory is replaced by tragedy? When peering into the black mirror gives you the story of someone else's suffering and downfall caused in part by their own desires and the convictions of those who may never hope to understand them, it makes me question if this internet thing is all it's cracked up to be.

On one hand, this PC guy is someone that I should hate. A degenerate child toucher, and one who thinks that such thoughts are okay, and should even be accepted. I've done my fair share of digging into that group of people, even following them out of habit. Even so, I should know better than to admit sympathy with them. And yet, as I dig through wayback machine pages, I can't find that much evidence of someone that's malicious.. Besides one awful hobby, they just seem like a normal guy. Then again, that's how most pedophiles get away with it in real life. Despite this, I can't help but feel sympathy for someone I could never understand.

A person's anonymity stripped away from them in an attempt to save. Dirty laundry aired out to generations of family members for the greater good. Who knows if what happens next is for the better. We could never know. Sonder, and all that. On the internet, it's even worse. Never before have humans had the ability to interact with each other anonymously, and this give-and-take can result in great stories of comraderie and friendship, or what transpired over this past week. The only things you or I know are what other humans feel like telling us, and that rarely paints the whole picture.

If I could understand everyone that did whatever they did, I would. Sadly, I never will. I wonder if my resignation to that fact makes me a bad person, in a way. I wonder if anyone else is like me, simply lurking onto the Web, addicted to the stories and people that they find, only to realize that they can't ever understand the full picture and that the more you get attached, the closer you come to making a shitty blog post and becoming another part of the technological library.

Regardless, this was fun to write.

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