One reason for how we, you and I my friend, fit strangely into our new, virtual world is the inability to conform. We could never abide low-grade commentary; videos created for mere attention-grabbing; senseless adherence to current trend. We have kept our principles sacred and now are alone, perhaps quite naturally for us both. We watched the nepotism in the tower of ivory, hoping that we would one day benefit from the corruption, but the day never came, and the fear lingers that it never will arrive. Our consolatio is not philosophy, somehow, though it ought to be. It is nothing.
It is another kind of thought blended.