The Authenticity We Can Afford to Care About

We never agreed to let a retail platform decide what counts as real writing. We just stopped noticing when it happened.

11 PM. The cursor hovers over the digital confessional. Binary truth demands resolution: human or machine? The author’s mind calculates percentages like a dying star measuring its remaining light. 30% human, 40% silicon, the rest happened in the liminal space between keystrokes and algorithms.

The line between writing and curation dissolves under examina…