Warning from Outer Space

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with sugar comatose inducing drinks in one hand and salty-sweet-fat food in the other?The Metaverse is coming, people! But only if you’ve got your ticket for Mars. A planet where there’s nothing and where nothing will be for thousands of years. Because, let’s face it, if we don’t have the technology to get rid of the folliculitis on my ass, I don’t see Mars getting any close to the paradise we got on earth. No Netflix and chill on Mars, people. Just digging tunnels and drinking recycled urine.So what do we do?Do we fight back? Or do we choose the one-click delivery of countless things we don’t need, trying to feel the void left by our neurons when they go away to watch TV? Yeah. I can hear you in the back saying, “but I don’t have a TV; I’m not watching TV.” Sure, my friend. And you don’t have a phone, nor an internet connection, not to mention your Twitter account where you keep on sending “good morning” messages to all your “friends” around the world.

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The Metaverse is coming, people! And you better get vaccinated because if there’s one thing the Metaverse would be full of, it’s viruses. The sneaky little bastards are waiting for us in the dark web at the moment. They’re ready to go any length in feet and meters to steal your hard-earned dollars from your secret stash in the fake bottom of the second drawer of the wardrobe in your kids’ room. They will even pretend to be <a href="https://www.indy100.com/celebrities/keanu-reeves-scam-older-women-b1914321">Keanu Reeves</a> to have your grandma disinherit you and sell her house to their profit.So what do we do?Do we fight back? Yes, we do! We <a href="https://readmedium.com/i-took-a-shit-in-the-metaverse-63693b9162f8">take a shit in the Metaverse</a>. We show them what we think of all this. We <a href="https://smillewrahcuef.medium.com/subscribe">subscribe to my newsletter</a> for more warnings from outer space. But I can’t subscribe to myself, so I’m counting on you!</article></body>

And by outer space, I mean my brain

The Metaverse is coming, people! It’s a big bad wolf but with bitcoins instead of teeth. And it’s going to eat us all. Except for the fancy few who knew everything before everybody else and bought the bitcoins early in 2005 when nobody knew they existed. But we can’t fight with them; they always have the information before anybody else. We’re little riding hoods waiting to be eaten by the big bad wolf.

So what do we do?

Do we fight back? Or do we lie on our couches like the lazy pancakes we are? Do we keep on watching Netflix and chilling with sugar comatose inducing drinks in one hand and salty-sweet-fat food in the other?

The Metaverse is coming, people! But only if you’ve got your ticket for Mars. A planet where there’s nothing and where nothing will be for thousands of years. Because, let’s face it, if we don’t have the technology to get rid of the folliculitis on my ass, I don’t see Mars getting any close to the paradise we got on earth. No Netflix and chill on Mars, people. Just digging tunnels and drinking recycled urine.

So what do we do?

Do we fight back? Or do we choose the one-click delivery of countless things we don’t need, trying to feel the void left by our neurons when they go away to watch TV? Yeah. I can hear you in the back saying, “but I don’t have a TV; I’m not watching TV.” Sure, my friend. And you don’t have a phone, nor an internet connection, not to mention your Twitter account where you keep on sending “good morning” messages to all your “friends” around the world.

The Metaverse is coming, people! And you better get vaccinated because if there’s one thing the Metaverse would be full of, it’s viruses. The sneaky little bastards are waiting for us in the dark web at the moment. They’re ready to go any length in feet and meters to steal your hard-earned dollars from your secret stash in the fake bottom of the second drawer of the wardrobe in your kids’ room. They will even pretend to be Keanu Reeves to have your grandma disinherit you and sell her house to their profit.

So what do we do?

Do we fight back? Yes, we do! We take a shit in the Metaverse. We show them what we think of all this. We subscribe to my newsletter for more warnings from outer space. But I can’t subscribe to myself, so I’m counting on you!