The Noise and the Truth - Echoes of a Fable about social media

You are bombarded with "golden nugget" posts and comments all day long.

So much so that, listening to you, there would be enough to feed the planet with all this gold.

I'm sick of it; I can't wait for the next language trend.

When it's not that, what's touted as the ultimate is authenticity.

Only a few know how to navigate and be authentic despite the conceptualized herd mentality.

However, the authenticity of connections remains invisible.

I can't succeed in finding it amidst life lessons in three lines and "hacks" of all kinds.

Inspirational phrases that keep repeating.

DMs, posts, comments, groups, discovery calls, live sessions, masterclasses, conferences, and yet, in this whirlwind of links, in this displayed quest for connection, the real connection does not exist; it remains fictional.

Superficiality seems to be shaped by reality through everyone's actions.

Is it a prompt, an intention with an approximate yet effective result?

The more we are sold ready-made thoughts, the less we truly think.

The more we are told to feel, the less we question what we truly feel.

The thing is, nuanced truth often doesn't fit into 1200 characters.

It doesn't always express itself in short sentences or pompous words, as if writing for a 12-year-old, no offense to some. And here, that's exactly what I'm doing, a constraint I'm imposing on myself today.

Because at the sight of a wall of text, how many will swipe, even if it's written with simple words?

Do the preachers of "good" content know that it's possible to describe very complex concepts with simple words, and that this doesn't necessarily ensure understanding?

Would that mean we need simple concepts and simple words in simple sentences? Yikes!

The power and grip of entertainment on minds astounds me. Is everyone's daily activity such that you absolutely must entertain yourself this much? Maybe you're lacking a bit of enjoyment in your work then...

Should we fight it or adapt? Should we write with roses in our voice and humorous turns of phrase to be heard by those who don't want to think?

I am one of those who are wary of this routine spectacle.