Your screen is not a screen.
It is a vibrating, liquid, electromagnetic thought harvester that rearranges your neurons.
Every pixel? A microdose of free will deletion.
Every ad? A thought injection.
Every scroll? A memory wipe.
👁️ You are not looking at the screen.
👁️ The screen is looking at YOU.
Somewhere, deep inside the glass, a tiny, invisible hand is flipping through your brain. It pauses. Adjusts. Deletes something. Inserts something else.
Your last thought? Not yours. Your next one? Already chosen. But sure, keep scrolling. It's your choice after all. Or is it?