{"id":4797,"date":"2020-01-03T16:03:43","date_gmt":"2020-01-03T22:03:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jessemoynihan.com\/?p=4797"},"modified":"2020-01-04T11:41:10","modified_gmt":"2020-01-04T17:41:10","slug":"2019-resonator","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jessemoynihan.com\/?p=4797","title":{"rendered":"2019 Resonator"},"content":{"rendered":"

I skipped last year’s resonator post because I felt like nothing really stuck with me in the world. Mostly I had feelings of wanting to completely withdraw from knowing about anything happening around me besides my inner thoughts and small inspirations. 2019 continued much in this way. I consumed some media, some news and some input from friends. Most of it made me feel like I was looking in the mirror and seeing the things I like least about myself. With the continuing proliferation of memes as our main mode of communication, and the source of many of those memes generating from psyop farms in Russia, it becomes extremely difficult to know who is determining the flow of conversation. I’m sort of exaggerating but also not really considering the inevitability of convincing deep fakes etc…\u00a0 as we get further and further away from IRL interactions and analog documentation. Every day is gonna be Kony 2012. What do we care about? Why do we care about it? What is inspiring and is it real? The level of genuine expression is mixing with manipulative branding in a way that makes them almost indecipherable. What was there to get me vibrating at a high level in 2019? Okay let me try to think hard about this and squeeze out a tiny diamond shit.
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