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The Cult of Busyness - by Tamara - Museguided

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Ahhh… the perpetually busy, those heroic casualties of capitalism, sprinting toward enlightenment via Wi-Fi. They don’t breathe; they buffer. Their coffee costs more than therapy, their sleep schedule could qualify as avant-garde performance art. They wear AirPods like rosaries and mistake Slack pings for divine intervention. Their inboxes are cathedrals of guilt, their calendars sacred scrolls of self-importance, their very identities bound not by love or leisure or laughter but by logistics. These are the faithful of the new religion: the Church of Constant Doing. We used to build cathedrals to gods; now we build project-management tools. Their morning ritual doesn’t begin with prayer but with the glow of the inbox… Gmail, Teams, or whatever platform is currently disguised as divine authority. Before breakfast, they’ve already genuflected to a dozen notifications, those tiny electric prophecies dictating the moral weather of the day. The first sip of coffee becomes communion; the fir

“Massive Touch Network” (2019) by Amber Boardman - sandlerhudson.com Ahhh… the perpetually busy, those heroic casualties of capitalism, sprinting toward enlightenment via Wi-Fi. They don’t breathe; they buffer. Their coffee costs more than therapy, their sleep schedule could qualify as avant-garde performance art. They wear AirPods like rosaries and mistake Slack pings for divine intervention. Their inboxes are cathedrals of guilt, their calendars sacred scrolls of self-importance, their very identities bound not by love or leisure or laughter but by logistics. These are the faithful of the…

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