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We are already having two lives, the virtual one and the real one. I want to say that there is an existence on the networks, with a catalog on Instagram, and then an existence of a classic pedestrian, which is what we have all been, until three times ago, before happiness was valued in selfies. A world of good judgment would dictate that virtual life is born from a replica of reality, but according to unfortunate thanks to technology, the life of a passerby has to achieve similarity with the lives of instagramers, who move in the ether of the world. fantasy of portraitists with filters. It matters, now, the life that does not exist. We are preparing a future that resembles the past, but at the
The day before yesterday itself, and according to the window dressing of Instagram, where every girl wears the same little Miss Moscow’s face and each boy teaches the chair of abs. One is not going to condemn the joyous exhibitionism, not even the photographic frivolity, but it is already disturbing that the world of always, true and standing, happens under the barbarian tyranny of resembling a virtual world, which should only be the edge or detour of the first, where it has genesis. But no. The girls have to resemble the one they have invented on the networks, friendship is conceived without the deal, Twitter embraces the photographers, and you go very far, in general, without moving your mobile.
Four afternoons ago, a girl fell down, for taking a selfie, and a study supports that Instagram harms health, because it raises an example of impossible perfectionisms. There it is announced that almost half of the adolescents who do not feel placid with their body, feel even worse, if they look on the internet. It seems a low percentage to me, because Instagram is an Eden of sexual bikinis where slenderness is exercised by law and the ugly have no place. More Plato and less Instagram should be a desire for life. An eagerness, and a norm. But all that is already lost. Thought does not know where the foolishness triumphs, and the truth is forced to resemble the lie of what an intimate photo says that is manipulated for the whole world to see.
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