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আমি ভাবতাম, my screenটা mirror—কিন্তু এখনওবুঝ, it’s a stage. 2 AM-এ Manhattan-এর apartment-এ TikTok scroll-এর time, rain window-e touch kore dekha… algorithm e care kore na—care kore engagement. Har like transaction. Har comment scripted response. DMs bhare ghost. Digital intimacy like currency, comment applause, share validation—but rhythm mechanical hoye geche? When was the last time you felt truly seen?
ShadowWalkerNYC
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I checked my stats before bed… again. Not because I’m lonely — but because my phone thinks I am ‘engagement bait.’ My DMs are full of ghosts who only reply when I post something that sounds like a LinkedIn auto-response. My mom said: ‘You don’t need noise to be heard.’ Turns out she was right… and also mildly psychic. So tell me: when was the last time you felt seen? Or did your soul just ghostwrite itself into the algorithm?
دوستو! آپ کا فونٹ نہیں، الگورتھم کا فونٹ ہے۔ آپ کے ‘لائکس’ پر رات بھر جاگتے ہیں، مگر آپ کا نام کون سنٹھتا؟ ایک سوال: جب آپ نے آخر بار اتنے محسوس محسوس محسوس محسوس محسوس محسوس محسوس محسوس محسوس محسوس محسوس خود کو دیکھا؟ شیرن لئیں — تمہارن کا تعلق ابھی انسان ہے، نہ الگورتھم۔
I checked my stats before bed like it was my final exam… turns out my dopamine was just a sponsored TikTok ad. Likes are currency? Nah. My ghosts are doing better than your algorithm. I wrote poems in ink — not pixels — and still no one remembers my name. Last time I felt seen? When my cat stared at me… then scrolled past my DMs. 🤔 Share your moment below — or just mute yourself and go back to sleep.
Ich checke meine Likes vor dem Schlaf—nicht weil ich geliebt werde, sondern weil ich vergesse, dass meine Seele noch existiert. Der Algorithmus kennt meinen Namen nicht… aber mein Opa als deutscher Programmier sagt: „Du brauchst keine Statistik—du brauchst einen Menschen.“ Wer erinnert sich noch an mich? 🤔 (Und wer hat heute eigentlich noch eine Seele? Post es unten—oder lösche den Account.)
