The internet is a million tiny obfuscatory nuggets that seed and are fruits of bewildering progressivism and simultaneously rotten transgressions. The entire impacts of internet culture is hidden, and unknown.

Every strand lives through you, and some you may call your own in their own special way. Strands upon strands of existence. We are never absolved from the anxious existentialism of the unattainable subconscious strands. At worst, the fallback to your attempt on a moral perfection is a right of center world view.