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“Lines scribbled on a paper cup... The sky's gone out.” — Bauhaus, 1982
The digital sky didn't just turn grey. It went completely black.
We’ve spent over a decade letting third-party algorithms rent out our eyeballs and dictate our creative worth. We plugged ourselves into corporate hubs hoping for "connection," but all we got was a digital sensory deprivation chamber.
So, I pulled the plug. I’m officially off LinkedIn. And Instagram is next on the block.
I couldn't take another second of the clinical, dead-eyed sociopathy that defines professional social media.
LinkedIn has degenerated into a playground for corporate sycophants and hustle-culture cultists. It is a place where people unironically write ten-paragraph essays about what "losing a family pet taught them about B2B sales pipelines."
I don't want to network with bots, and I refuse to sanitize my personality to appease a HR recruiter’s automated keyword scanner. The sky went out on that platform a long time ago.
If LinkedIn is a sterile corporate office, Instagram is a hall of mirrors designed to make you hate your own reflection.
It used to be a place for raw visual expression—a digital polaroid scrapbooked with friends. Now, it’s just a shopping mall disguised as a social network. Every third post is a sponsored ad, every video is optimized for maximum dopamine addiction, and the visual culture has been completely homogenized into a flat, predictable pastel aesthetic.
It’s exhausting. It’s boring. And it’s dying.
We don’t need their platforms to exist. We don't need their sterile templates to tell us how to design, write, or connect.
I’m taking my content back. No more optimizing for the feed. No more fighting algorithms just to be seen by the people who actually care. From here on out, we build on our own terms, on our own servers, with our own raw identity.
The corporate sky is out. Time to start building in the dark.