I hate village shit. I hate the grainoid panopticon. I hate the teeming call to assimilate. History is a dialect between the free and the people who want to devour them. It is as if everything noble and beautiful in this world must be brought to heel, lest it manifest the unknown
Social network interaction constantly revolves around subtly negging and rewarding you into assimilating into prescriptions given to you by others, which they hold consciously or subconsciously. This is "village shit," the constant pecking performed in order to homogenise you into a small individual unit of a larger society.
This is how something like "mass psychosis," functions, or how the government can use the news to direct people left and right like ants. It's a form of communication that allows large societies to be directed towards a particular goal.
This is why people move to the city, why they fled England to America, and why they up and leave for the third world. And its resistance is what makes someone "noble," the ability to, when faced with the pecking, remain empty and not become assimilated into it. Should they stand apart, they may be devoured or slaughtered, or they may change the world by directing karma instead of serving it. Whatever it is, they are free.
More and more, our society becomes a teeming mass, a panopticon of communication and surveillance and constant social adjustment. The people who are able to step outside of this tend to easily maneuver through the modern world into whatever position they want, for it is a shallow system ripe for exploitation. Those who don't live their lives in chains, directed around by their parents and schools and social roles and identities. It's all just masks, masks upon masks upon masks, given to you by someone else.
If you do nothing else in life, you have to be free. Love who you love. Go where the wind calls. You have to learn to stand apart and live truly. You must familiarise yourself with your wanderlust, immanentise your genuine heart, and become what God or nature wants you to be, not what the scared weak people around you expect you to be. And if you can't? That's fine, you were just never meant to. Better luck next time.