DOTCOM reviews THE MATRIX

THE MATRIX. DOT COM. THE MATRIX DOT COM.

800 years have passed. an uncomfortably familiar man in an uncomfortably familiar building owns the entire state of california. its in his pocket. he traded it for all of the Warner Bros. Discovery. corporations intellectual property and a couple million in bitcoin. to you, he is like every man you’ve ever met. in a building like every building you’ve ever been in. not a lot changes in 800 years, besides EVERYTHING.

the matrix is all around us, mr. anderson. you think these are words you’re reading? as if every byte we breathe is not collected, captured, and catalogued faster than reality can catch up??? breathe it in, mr. anderson!!! fuck!!!!! im going to cum!!!!!

you get it. i know you get it. you’re not like, my dad. my dad thinks in words and pictures. in speech and sentences and films on celluloid. my mom thinks the same way - so does my mailman. my pastor. i think donald trump thinks in words. he still believes in them. and yet, the stream keeps flowing. someone left the damn thing on!!!! The White House Blocked My Co-Worker On Facebook. under an AI generated image of Donald Trump holding a lightsaber, he called Donald Trump a member of the Sith. i mean, he was holding a red lightsaber. come on, guys!!! anyways. donald trump did not block my coworker. i know it like i know hes never seen star wars. to him, its all words and pictures; the state advancing on gut instinct. Until the president is young enough for 9/11 to mean nothing, the folks behind the real world wont turn the damn thing off! dude, im straight smoking lines of code right now bro. holy shit dude… hooooooly fuck. this movie makes you feel like a beast. 800 years from now, the man knows what it feels like. hes never seen a single frame. theres no need