#theres been a glitch in the matrix

[thefriendlypoet]

6/28/24

Therapist said I need to recall my happiness more than negativity.

Thanks to Inside out 2, like Riley, my imagination isn't being used for good. Not truly. I am angry that I have to work for my happiness. I'm angry that it felt like i found it, and then i ruined it. Can't change the past. But i can keep moving forward.

My unbending unyielding undying belief, that i lost sight of for a couple days, is that everything happening is a temporary feeling. It's a passing wave. It's transient. There's nothing to fear, even in the worst situations. Remembering that, this isn't permanent.

We'll keep working on analyzing ourself. But for now:

Week of 6/24-6/28

I had a serious talk with dad and it went surprisingly well without discomfort or issue. I had a delcious dinner with my madrina, my tia. Watching my cousin 11 yrs old play basketball was awesome. I connected with my padrino, gil. Got to see Erik at the end. Encourage him. Connected well and a lot with brenden. The mystery was solved that my mom took my hat. She got it back from brenden.

Monday was dance. I dont remember what i did form 4-6 but by the time i got ready for dance it was awesome. Danced well with nadia. Practiced with Latia. Did well during freestyle. Classes are were and always are great. Dance makes me happy. I need to practice more. I will.

Wednesday got confusing. I got to talk to Julian about death, conciousnesnsss, thoughts, existence. So we're going to have a sleepover and go to church together. Hopefully i go to church. I will. So Wednesday, I did the laundry. Showered, and spent time with Adrian. We ordered dinner. The chicken was delicious. Really fucking delicious the Grecian sauce. I love there fries. MY favorite in the city. And the fruit punch soda. Then, it was great being with Adrian. Seeing him interact with me. Play with me, seek ways to communicate to me, not just words. We watched AOT together. It was wholesome. and it was dope talking about the show since we know how it ends.

Thursday was disappointing. I wasphysically/mentally tired at the end of the work day. I slept for almost 3 hours in my car after work in the parking lot. I didnt go to the gym, which made me feel, which meant i had, failed. I was hurting, feeling that i cant control my mood, and as a result, i cant control my life, or reach my goals, and then felt eceedingly ordinary when ive been building confidence for weeks so hard that i could be someone. that i could achieve even 1 of my dreams. Failing to go to the gym made me feel like i cant achieve any f my dreams and i'll be down here with no potential.

But with an improved mood, thats not true. i have to understand that my mood will in large determine my thoughts. And they are not true. They are temporary.

I was not tired. I chose, 50/50 real close to a no, to go dance. And im glad i did because it was fun. The morning started with a headache i wasnt used to. I was upset. But by the grace of God, some propenal and gabapentin later, i do feel better. I actually feel kind. I feel oozing a flow stream of kindness, compassion, and desire to share good with others. to hug, and to express love. the day will end well. I promise. My 2010s music is fire by the way.

Development of Consciousness I changed my mind. I developed a model of reality that was soothing calming grounding and assuring. peace inducing. i was free. seeing things as they are. unbounded. free of chains, and see people, rather than reacting people. Undertsanding trhat all concioiusness is my thought judgment and experince. theres lomst glass betweeen us. and it was like being a kid. unhurt by the world. and with it, unambigious shifts have been occurring in the people around me, coinistently. matrix glitches. they'rehappening.

maybe i am changing the fields around me. i hope so. i want to leave this world for something better. though i dont know what better is. i will search for it. i'll know it when i find it. but this isnt so bad. its not so bad.

6/28/2024 9:49am CST Chicago, Illinois

[sas-afras]

OC asks: 5 and 23?

Do you have any voice claims for your OCs?

yes: theres this one character in far cry 5, abigail something, that sounds exactly like i imagine yes would. and she also says a lot of things yes would say, so its perfect

penn: this one is easy!! ive been using the PVOFS mod in fallout 4 basically since i got it, so their voice just sounds like the pitched up male mc in my head now

maxine: so maxine doesnt... speak much. she's selectively mute, and very quiet when she does speak, so most people dont really know what her "actual voice" sounds like. including me. i have no idea what her voice would sound like.

Have you ever seen something/someone that looks like one of your characters IRL? What was it like?

yes: YEAH AND IT WAS REALLY WEIRD BECAUSE THEY WERE WEARING THEIR HAIR EXACTLY LIKE YES AND I KEPT STARING AT THEM BC I THOUGHT IT WAS A GLITCH IN THE MATRIX. other than that one time there is an abundance of fat blonde women in my town and every time i see one im like "haha nice"

penn: so penn has like a really weirdly specific face, to the point where i doubt many people look like them at all, but my brain is so desperate to find a real-life face ref for them that whenever i see a skinny white boy with longer hair i freak out a little

maxine: thinking about it i have, but i didnt realize it at the time so i didnt have much of a reaction

[rootiebaga]

im also sorry for uploading this twice-

sorry for not doing much

B U T- i have ideas for abnormality ocs, these are mostly related to nursery rhymes and stories i remember,

these might not be original ideas so,, bear with me

(tiny tw for: murder, death, comas and mass disappearances,)

just a reminder i dont know what these guys risk classes would be, so bear with me on this one

so lets start off with the story one, more specifically, the pied piper

so i read an article of its disturbing truth and its said that the piper is the personification of death, you know what that means?

i make the piper a gentleman with a wife and 2 sons who are twins (isabel and gregory, see? their important) named mori (”i apologize to my sons that i couldn’t control myself, i hope you two are doing well,”)

mori’s life before his death basically played out like the pied piper, but it took a much different turn

he decided to put the rats who were infesting the town into an abandoned clock tower, before they all starved and died, some of the rats, with all the strength they had left, formed 2 rat kings that were both merged together, (fun fact: this is another abnormality i thought of thats well- a clock filled with undead and decomposing mice, you probably know where im going with this)

what happened to the children? (except for his two sons) he murdered them and he went insane and murdered himself aswell, the police found the children and also his body many months later, and he moves on as a restless spirit, if any children have been bad a snake-like spirit with an angler fish’s face will rise up from their bodies, these guys dont do much harm, (theres a 30% chance that a plague (i thought inner demon was kinda cliche so uh) will rise from an employee’s body after they were killed) (tiny little thing i wanna add but i may not, if there are 5 plagues then they’ll merge with mori, making him even more dangerous) (also off topic to the story but mori himself wasn’t diagnosed with anything before he died, he didn’t have any mental trauma, in fact, he was generally a nice person to talk to, but rumour has it the flute might’ve caused this murders to happen)

he was basically locked in the cabin for well- months, until someone (isabel who was training to be a flute player) played the song his father usually plays on his flute every new year

that was.. a bit dark, holy shit-

heres the next one for this post

you know the nursery rhyme hey diddle diddle?

well i thought of 4 different abnormalities for this one, that usually switch randomly from one abnormality to another every day, reset, or if you had them first in one of the departments, every memory repository

the least harmful (dammit, accidentally put harmless instead of harmful) one is the laughing dog (”with every cry the spirit made, the kingdom’s castle broke more and more, until the residents of the kingdom disappeared, even himself.”)

basically its a regular pet dog but its in a jester outfit like its halloween or something, the dog was said to be a reincarnation of a medieval jester

basically, kinda like crumbling armour except with attachment, if you do attatchment, you’ll get a gift that gives you more work success

but, dont get your hopes up! if you do attachment too much the person with the gift will laugh until they cant breathe and eventually die (hi yes i didn’t notice that library of ruina has a jester related abnormality, im not kidding. i really didn’t know that it already existed)

the next one is moon jumper (”who knew the moon orbiting the earth would also have something orbiting it? it would seem pretty crazy to believe!”)

this guy is an astronaut with cow horns that hasn’t succumbed to space even though the glass thats protecting their face from space, has cracked a little, they were found circling the moon for some reason and even trying to jump over it

when they breach, they do it passively, usually, everywhere they go theres an effect that causes the room to have the gravity of the moon, meaning abnormalities (even himself) including employees go very slow (heres a thing i added, sometimes an employee may float upwards, they will soon fall down. the fall causes red damage, because you know- they fell-)

moon jumper can be very helpful when suppressing abnormalities due to this power, and after a few minutes he will slowly walk back to his containment

the next one is the cat’s fiddle (”people have thought the instrument was a curse made for the person wielding it,”) a lady with cat eyes, if you zoom in you can hear the sound of someone playing the fiddle. theres a new special work for this abnormality called “trade” for if the person wants to trade their weapon for the fiddle for a while, if you forget to bring it back by the end of the day, dont worry as the weapon that was traded for the fiddle will return back to the employee the next day, if the person wielding the fiddle ever goes insane, they’re eyes will become cat-like (mostly like the woman’s) and they’ll begin slicing the throats of people.

and the last one from the hey diddle diddle gang is the dish that ran with the spoon, (”wake up! please! its not over yet..”) it is a widower who sees illusions of his wife and the wedding disaster, he usually thinks his wife is still breathing. what this wedding disaster means is unknown.

when he breaches his illusion (aka his wife) will appear from another department, on top of a random department’s room will be a wedding ring, they are harmless at first, but if they finally see each other, and the wedding starts, the wedding will abruptly end with the wife’s neck bleeding, her falling onto the floor and fading out of existence, and the widower quickly snapped back to real life, with the realization that his wife is long gone, madness takes over him and he starts to attack the guests that partook in the wedding

next one! its another nursery rhyme related abnormality,

old man coma! (”whatever they said, whatever they tried to do, they couldn’t save him from eternal rest, I already took his last moments away.”)

basically its an old man, who appears to be sleeping in a bed.

his qliphoth counter is at 2, when its at 1, (either bad result, prudence level 3 and lower or repression work, it’ll also go down if the person was damaged by white damage in any way the day they’re working on old man coma) the containment will start to glitch a bit, likes its slipping back into reality, when its at 0, a flat-line can be heard, the containment will change again and the old man will now be lying in a hospital bed thats right next to a heart monitor,

the actual abnormality is his condition, which takes the form of a shadow with bleeding eyes, although its sort of calm, its violent to those who had previous head injuries, (example: hitting your head on things) since head injuries remind it of the old man

when it escapes from the containment it will search for employees with prudence 3 or lower, after it finds one it will soon go into the employee’s brain and make them pass out by just bumping either an employee or an abnormality, they will stay passed out till the end of the day, they will only go for one person, then they’ll be back in containment, but that doesn’t mean the employee will still live! at the next day the employee will be missing, and a notification will pop up that the employee is dead.

i keep getting alot of ideas so heres the final one: missing persons busride! (its based off of glitch in the matrix stuff,) (”so.. this is the thing that caused the mass disappearances?”)

this is a tool abnormality i thought of. like the name says its a bus with grayscale colors,  when an employee gets onto the bus (aka uses it) it’ll drive to a portal and come back. there is a chance that the employee will get a work speed boost, but theres also a chance that the person will go missing, you’ll know this if the person comes back as a sorta visible glitchy shadow, there will be no notification specifying the person’s death, and if they are gone, they are gone forever, even if you try to reset or memory repository, they will still be gone. you will have to create the employee again if you want them back.

so thats all for now! i hope that this is alright,

[wildfire317]

The feeling

Does anyone else ever get the feeling that someone is supposed to exist but you have no memory or proof of them ever existing in the first place? Like if you go away from home for a long time and then when you finally come back you feel like something is off like theres a spot on the wall where you think a picture is supposed to be but you have no memory or evidence of it ever being there theres no shading on the wall or a hole where the hook/tack that hung it would have been or even a picture of that spot having a picture in it just a blank wall and your left with this odd feeling that something is supposed to be there, but with a person.... and you just feel like someone is missing from your life but you have no proof that person ever existed....Is it maybe some kind of mandala effect or something??? Or maybe a glitch in the “matrix”???

[cartoonnutter]

just realised I have a glitch in the matrix story

in P7 we went on a week long camp trip thing and were taken on a bunch of hikes and activities. So I must've been 12 or 13

one hike, out group leader took us up into a forest and we all sat in a big circle. The leader was talking to us about animal furs or something? I remember passing around pieces of animal hide.

At some point I heard a growling from behind me. No-one else seemed to hear it so I turned around.

There was a big fuck off wolf behind me and it fucking lunged at me

I quickly turned away and put my hands over my head, too terrified to speak, I fully believed I was going to die by getting mauled by this wolf

nothing happens, I look up, no-one has said anything or noticed me freaking out and are all still chatting away. I look behind me again and theres nothing there

that fucked me up for the rest of the trip

[canigetadoover]

I REALLY REALLY REALLY FUCKING HATE MY UNIVERSITY!!!

I shall preface this by saying that I'm a sucker for aesthetics. and while post-industrial architecture IS an aesthetic, it is so disagreeable to me that i am considering transferring schools for this reason. you can see right through the school, from one side of the street to the other side of the street. it is not a school you can post on instagram stories. it is not even a school i would wear on a t-shirt. there are common areas that have seen better days. outlets don't work. chairs are stained, escalator is broken. theres a display case with nothing in it. it would be one thing if these were minor glitches in in the matrix, but all of these blemishes together make me feel as though i'm not getting my tuition's worth.

i am not the only one who feels this way, as everyone seems to regard the university as a last resort. i'm supposed to feel special because its a university, rather than a CUNY school. it feels just as derelict (if a cuny school is derelict. i have no clue, ive never been inside of one).

I am trying to overcome my distaste by overcompensating with enthusiasm. the problem is that no one seems as enthused as me. everyone operates as if the building is a prison. its starting to get to me. whats more, i'm trying to incite the same wonder into everyone else, and its not working. in fact, it seems as if im further isolating myself.

if im to be alone for a semester, i would rather have it be at a place where i can romanticize my solitude. i want arches. i want greek columns. i want inscriptions in latin.

i am going to let this disgust fuel me, so that i may emerge from this concrete hell.

[robobrainrot]

I'm gonna take a crack at giving context to all of these that I know so long post warning under the cut. If I didn't know it- I skipped it.

Also, spoiler warning

SECTION 1

June Darby Robot fucker: she flirts with Optimus (or about Optimus? She might have just been teasing Jack. There is debate on this)

The Nemesis comes "alive" when given dark Energon in Awakened Mind so it implies that it has always had a spark or life force.

Optimus has cup holders. We see this when Fowler is driving.

Mass displacement: the robots are HUGE in TFP so Hasbro handwaves this with "mass displacement". For example- Arcee's lower leg is the size of a whole motorcycle so how does she turn into one? Mass displacement.

Shipping war: self explainatory

Knockout was sexy by design! In the art book the studio calls him "the sexiest bot they'd ever seen"

Prime is good and they put some characters in IDW2 from it. Idk.

SECTION 2

Im assuming this is referring to that one meme? Or the cut scene where starscreen tries to do the drive through. My brain went to @frecklydork 's rendition of Starscream at the drive-thru though.

At a comic panel, someone asked basically if Knockout was gay bc of the way he acts. The panelist responded by saying his excessive vanity must've been a "glitch in the matrix."

The Rock voices Cliffjumper and they had to change Cliff's design when they found this out.

Rescue bots is on a small remote Island and the Ratchet/Optimus/etc that we see make guest appearances are most similar to Prime. Im sure theres more evidence but thats all I got.

Starscream... is star shaped.....

SECTION 3

Theres a cut scene during the credits where the Vehicons ask Starscream if they can get a puppy. He says no and they're VERY SAD.

Silas is voiced by Mr. Krabs.

Theres art by one of the team members of Starscream in beachwear and Apperently theres an unaired decepticon beach day.

Japanese dub arachnid is uhhhh Yandere? Its a VERY DIFFERENT TONE AND ITS CREEPY. Watch some clips on youtube... you'll regret it.

I can't explain Fowler Ghostbusters but there a mini comic on it.

SECTION 4

The way Smokescreen interacts with objects.... he is left handed...

Windblade is a Seeker and knew Starscream at some point. They are both slender and agile bots.

I dont remember the Soundwave one but theres alot of evidence.

There was Prowl concept art. He is cop again.

SECTION 5

Vehicons are Cold constructed bc they don't have "faces." We never see them take of their visors or helmets which implies its part of their frame.

The DS game is a slightly alt. Timeline.

Idk many in this section sorry

SECTION 6

All the vehicons are the saaaame~

Starscream cannot die. He has been to hell and back and spat in the face of Unicron himself. (My joke theory) his tiny dose of dark energon was like a fucking vaccine and now he's immune.

Tank and Hellicoper vehicons were in the concept art but ultimately not used (probably due to budget)

SECTION 7

I SURE HOPE BREAKDOWN COMES BACK WHAT IS THIS THEORY??

Basically they slowly go insane due to proximity to Unicron.

SECTION 8

Lugnut = Big Boy. Breakdown = Big Boy. Wifeswap those evil himbos.

SECTION 9

Knockout dies update from @sparkxii "I believe that the 'Knockout Dies' entry is referring to the massive amount of emails sent to Hasbro during the airing of TFP on the Hub that explicitly begged them NOT to kill off Knockout since he was such a fan favorite." // Knockout dies update #2 from OP: KO falls off the Nemesis and is never seen again in the DS/Wii game.

SECTION 10

There's a comic with the GI joe dudes so therefore, they are in the same universe

Hope you enjoyed this infodump! How'd I do? Tell me your fav thing in the tags or more random obscure TFP lore~

The Aligned Continuity Iceberg

It has jokes, conspiracies, and facts and is levelled from least obscure to most obscure.

Joke: June Darby is a robot fucker

Conspiracy: Starscream and Megatron are reincarnated primes

Fact: The Aligned Continuity was almost named “Epochs”

[ezoring]

theres been a glitch in the matrix on my dashboard

[oscrs-myrrh]

"Sir theres been a glitch in the matrix"

INCREDIBLE PHOTO <3

link below to see:

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credit to: ketul

[perstephonebartusisyphus]

Useful aggression

I went wandering looking for a friends studio with a home depot bucket full of vegetables and flowers. Couldnt find it. Found a stone bench and tried to lay down, anger filling up my eyes. Odd thing was the sky looked pixelated, like shifty like space in the matrix full on glitching. As i felt sleep coming ove,r a bagpipe sounding the ode to joy began. Opposite reaction, grumbling, getting up, having imaginations of puncturing the bag pipe with a twig and running off laughing, giving a personal ode to joy, imagining the bagpipe deflating in some odd tonality like a sad, or irate goose. All the carriages going by, tour guides talking about how the rebel army would have been absolutely slaughtered. Me growling again, sneering at the bagpipe. Folks walking by, noticing my aggression, commenting unsteadily how the bagpipe is their heritage. Me laughing at them. Feeling odd about it, because how odd is it, how unsettling for a person to embody and direct anger. How uncouth for someone to embody and direct their anger. Me angry at this illusion, feeling consumed in a fantasy. Walking to independence mall and someone dressed in colonial uniform having small white children with toy guns following orders, not aware at all that if they werent white, they could be shot in the park. Me standing there, staring, wondering why we place so much value on war on death on that being victory, knowing these children do not know this yet. Wonder if they will, anger writhing, sadness biting, bucket full of vegetables shivering, wriggling out my anger. Theyre having fun, photos being taken. Disney. Obsessed with this dizzinessland. Victory, oh victory, freedom. Me loling. They continue on in their tour, when theres only a rollercoaster in the mind. Head to the liberty bell, stare at the people in line. What are they doing? Do they believe any of this? What is this heritage? Lean on a placard, turn around and read the placard about washington. Washington traveling with those he enslaved. Washington leaving with those he endlaved every 6 mos to subvert the legislation stating if an enslaved person stays in pa for six months they would be free. I read the placard over and over again, begin noticing that some in line begin doing the same. On market street, right beside the line, the white extremist mic is going full blast. "Gays going to hell, everyone going to hell" I stand in front of the person with the mic, stand in front of him, absorbing his waves, staring him down. Practicing facial expressions of bemused detachment, side eyed pseudo interest, confuddlement, my face an ocean of inscrutable emotions, challenging his facade of masculine, thinly veiled white supremacy. He calls "me" out. Yeah you hey you with the bucket, you have no wedding ring on, you look like one of those feminazis, yeah you i bet you cant even cook those vegetables. You cant cook. You cant do anything, you have no man, i bet youre a lesbian. Unphased, ive been through deeper challenges to personal offense. "Wheres your permit to be here sir?" "My permit is the United States Constitution" "You just told me everything i needed to know, brother" "Dont you call me brother, i'm not your brother" "Were in philly, you're my brother... where are you from brother?" I like noticing that he's shifting his weight, changing his stance. Others chime in too. He attacks another person in line who challenges him "I bet she's your girlfriend" "Oh im not gay anymore, brother?" "Youre going to hell" "Youre already in hell" I go to the sidelines, consider lobbing a hard, perfectly grown, red cabbage at his stupid fucking head, stuffing his nostrils with chamomile, pouring cold mint tea over him, covering his eyes with kale leaves, putting summer squash in his hand, spitting chewed up basil at him like a llama. I look to the guards onlooking, knowing that if this escalates, theyll have to put themselves in harms way, protect this fucking fool. I walk away, wondering wondering wondering about all the noise, that noise, that disgusting noise. Sit next to a person with a cardboard sign. Offer him some food. He doesnt want it. "If i had a stove, i would thank you and take it" I have no money to give him that isnt tied up in digital plastic, that isnt tied up in the noise. I give him the chamomile, i smell it, est some squash. He takes the chamomile. I tell him to smell it if he wants a bit of peace. Walk away. Get two powerades at the dunkin donuts, leave, realize how quickly i forgot the man and shouldve gotten him a donut or a sandwich. Fuck. Sit down in front of the roundhouse and think about my grand dad who was there so many times. Bipolar. Perpetually homeless. Pretzel salesman. Dead now. Think im converging on a smile when i feel his spirit somewhere, man walks by, cigarette behind ear "It gets better" "Thank you" Keep walking. Try to cross vine street on the highway entrance. A barrel burning, some mattresses on the corner. Leave all of the vegetables, the taste of fresh food, with all that water and life in it, giving. Keep walking. Cross over spring garden, come up 5th, the buildings the buildings, the dust, the tells, the do not walk heres, the commerce, people moving in. Shouting "hamster cage hamster cage hamster cage" then get to the brick homes "old style hamster cage" Wondering what it must have looked like, felt like, to see the estuary and ecosystem slowly disappear, the tributaries covered in gravel, the people coming in a sewing, smelteries, going back and forth between factory and hamster cage, the slow recession of the scope of imagination. Screaming now "14 New condos? 14 new condos?" See people taking an instagram photo of a scratch of lottery ticket. "Hows your new hamster cage?" They scurry...cant think of another word. They scurry away, and dont answer. Round the corner to the garden, imagine falling in the holes of the 6 new "foundations, see the scorched soil, wonder whats buried in it, being exumed and breathing. Not finally like yes! but this is whats been attempted to bury... and now its convenient to exume it but never no mind everything that comes along with the soil. Oh the soil, the soil that lives, pushed aside to become made dead again, with maybe a plant or two. What a metaphor to misplaced ego, to the vessel which xan create when it manifests its entire self. Build buildinfs. Plant some landscaping. Talk about relationships. I flash to imagining pummeling cabbages again.

[shavernater]

theres been a glitch in the matrix

i took a pic of me watching the pickle rick episode to piss people off but like somehow i managed to take the pic so that the frame on the tv was…. a different frame to the reflection on the desk?

[dayabhatti]

Lecture 4 - Cyberspace

The lecture covered what cyberspace is which is computer communication and the ‘web’. Different people have different ideas when they imagine what cyberspace looks like reference to Gibsons science story, the Matrix. What I imagine is loads of technical shapes squares and rectangles made of blue green and red. There is a physical structure such as wires and fibre optics but it’s not what it is made up of. 

I really liked Russian Enikeevs attempt of mapping the internet using similar colours I imagined which is black, blue, yellow and the use of different shape sizes to represent connections. 

I also really liked Martin Vargic connection between the world map of charting territory and drawing onto it the most frequent websites visited. 

The lecture also covered how the idea of cyberspace existed before the internet existed and it was this idea of a parallel dimension. As the internet came about so did this idea of internet art where artists began experimenting with the web. For example Rozendaal and Lund who experimented with turning off browsers to remove text and simple animations.

Cyberspace also filters into cyber culture like the online gaming culture. Also cybergoths who styled in science-fi genre influences. The lecture also focused on cyborg which is and organism with organic and mechanic bodies however this is not a robot but rather Haribsson who was the first person in the world to have an antenna implanted in his skull to hear colour and to receive calls. 

There is also this development of virtual reality which replicates a real environment generating images and sounds for example Googles Tilt brush.  

We have also been playing with this augumented reality which is a computer generated image which influences the view of the real world like Pokemon Go, Sims etc so theres always that relationship with cyberspace. 

I found this very interesting Eva and Franco Mattes staging a fake suicide and recording peoples’ reaction its how internet art can be very controversial producing this alternate reality. I also really found Ripps work interesting in how the internet shapes the way we behave like creating Ho who models for advertising and creates this fake persona online which is relatable for a lot of people on social media and it is quite staged you only show what you want to show. 

Another thing I really found interesting in the lecture was the idea of glitch art using the internet mockups for artistic purpose. I liked Banksys 3D glitch of Disney which gave the effect she was paused but it was very weird.

I really liked this lecture although I initially wasn’t really interested in cyberspace or it wasn’t something I really thought about I realised how much we are surround by it and I found some art forms like glitch and investigating the relationship between the internet and some fake personna people keep up with really interesting. 

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