Glass Prisons

Man— born to think freely, now trapped in a prison of pixels. Facebook— a wasteland of worthless chatter, where minds rot in the soil of mediocrity, graves of shallow likes and empty words. Telegram— a playground for the desperate, lust clothed in secrecy, hands searching for meaning, finding only silence. TikTok— a parade of fools, dancing for scraps of validation, feeding off the carcass of real life, while the world spins into chaos. WhatsApp— a pit of beggars and sycophants, lives traded for coins, desperation dripping from every message, humanity stripped for change. Twitter— a battlefield of blind warriors, fighting wars that don’t exist, spitting out opinions like venom, while the world keeps turning—unmoved. Man— meant to think, to feel, to change the world, now reduced to a slave of the screen. Unsocial. Unpolitical. Doomed to stare, to scroll, to rot in glass den Break the screens. Burn the cages. Find your mind again.