Bad Bing
The sound of a choice you never made. The abyss alert, deciding for you. The nonsense noise of a digital nudge, slipping past your defenses, while rewiring your roots, commanding your core. Almighty algorithm, undoing authentic awareness. Sounds like a bad bing to me.
©Samia Oldman
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CONTEXT
You are reading dystopian fantasy poetry collection the Hush Halo. After the Great Optimization a privileged group of people wired themselves tightly into the system by aligning with it and fully integrating. Systoics believe they’ve perfected themselves by stripping away everything that slows them down.
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