They Sold You Dreams in Pixels
They sold you dreams wrapped in pixels, and in your eagerness, you purchased them — not with currency, but with something far more sacred:
Your Time, Your Thoughts, Your Dignity.
They promised you freedom — wrapped in the illusion of filters. Yet every swipe, every tap, every fleeting reel was a quiet transaction.
You surrendered fragments of yourself, barely noticing as they slipped away. The puppeteers behind the curtain? They don’t click. They don’t scroll. 🎭 They don’t shop in this marketplace.
They observe. They calculate. They profit. You believe you’re the creator of content — but in truth, they are the architects, shaping you one algorithm at a time.
Seduced by Design
Not through force, but by design. 🧠 These platforms are graceful snares, engineered not to foster connection, but to convert.
From human to product.
From presence to performance.
From soul to statistic.
Each scroll, each curated illusion, slowly unthreads the essence of what makes you whole. Not because you are weak, but because you are beautifully wired to seek connection, to crave meaning, to long for love. And they know it.
From Branding to Binding
You thought you were building a brand. But in truth,
you were building your own a cage.
There were no iron bars — only shimmering likes.
No chains — just the weight of endless metrics.
It didn’t silence you — it amplified you until you could no longer hear your own voice beneath the noise. This wasn’t freedom. 😢 It was a performance wrapped in dopamine highs, delivered in the language of distraction.
So before you post again for “reach,” pause. Ask yourself — are you reaching out or reaching away from yourself? Before your identity becomes performance, before your worth is compressed into a NUMBER ON A REEL… 🎞️
Wake Up
Awaken your spirit. 🩷 Rediscover what nourishes your soul. 🌿 Reclaim what’s real. This world doesn’t need more influencers. It needs more influence — more clarity, more truth, more you. Not the polished version. Not the filtered persona. Not the algorithm’s favorite. The real you — the one who still feels, who still questions, who still dares to be. Because that version of you? They can’t mold it. They can’t monetize it. They can’t control it.
— Zayne Rameez 🖤
