Living in an Age of In-Authenticity

Are the narratives you're consuming real and authentic?
Or are they simply the shiny moments that people want you to see?

Living in An Age of In-Authenticity

How did you start your morning? Did you pick up your phone, press that friendly "F" app and tap into the narratives of your people? Don't worry, you're not alone. Thousands, if not millions, did the same thing.

But I want you to take a moment and think about something-- are the narratives you're engaging with real and authentic? Or are they simply the shiny moments that people want you to see? Our entire social ecosystem is currently revolving around-- and thriving on-- in-authenticity. Think about it-- how authentic are your social profiles?

Fuckbook-- people post the beautiful moments. The moments that they think will allow others to see them as something that's not necessarily true. That's only human-- why would we post our sad moments? Who would want to see selfies of us shoving ice cream into our pie-holes while crying through the latest Nicholas Sparks movie while mending a broken heart?

Who would want to know that you secretly hate your beautiful spouse and loathe the family you've created? Who would want to watch videos of you paying your mortgage bills and passive aggressively plotting against your pain in the ass office manager? Who would want to post their fears and their questions surrounding their purpose in life?

No one, well almost no one. We want to the world to see the beautiful parts of us-- but not necessarily the real parts. It probably all started back in middle school when we longed to be accepted by the cool kids or were lashing out against the bullies that stalked us through those awkward hallways. And social media just plays into those ego-driven areas of fear, self-loathing or insecurities. Why do we continually support and engage with a world that's not real?

Is it distraction? Fear? Boredom? Longing for something better?

I don't have good answers. I know that there are positive attributes to social media when used mindfully and with a certain level of awareness. But as I travel through my days-- I don't see that kind of awareness.

I see people standing in line at the checkout, ignoring the cashier they are making a transaction with because they're scrolling the fuckbook timeline of in-authenticity. I see people driving mindlessly down the road with a phone in hand getting their dopamine fix from the latest text, like or message while wandering off the road.

I see families at a restaurant, sitting around a table, all wired into their own devices completely ignoring each other and the humanity surrounding them.

I see younger generations unable to function socially because they've grown up as complete digital children. Young adults unable to work because they are so addicted to networks and devices. I see an entire population clinging to unreal scenarios of success and wealth, longing to be something they are not-- and not realizing that the person they want to emulate isn't real.

But slowly, quietly, I hear whispers of something more. I hear conversations of people unplugging. I talk with people who bring this topic up and ask me why? Why are people this way? Why do they feel such a place of unease within? Why do they feel like their lives aren't authentic-- or that they're surrounded by something that's not real?

People are waking up. Eyes are opening and our habits of inauthentic lives are slowly being questioned.

Maybe we'll stop before it's too late. Before we wake up 20 years later and realize we're living one big fucking lie. Maybe we'll wake up before our children have lost the ability to read a book, carry a conversation or lay on the grass and watch the clouds pass by.

Maybe we'll hit delete on our apps. We'll delete our accounts, put our fucking phones in our pockets and break free of the dopamine addiction. Maybe we'll bust out of the chains that the algorithms have us trapped with.

Maybe.