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Defenders of the Faith:
Everyone is a defender of the faith. Whatever you believe passionately, wholeheartedly, confidently you are faithful unto your personal cause. I'm a metal head, I am a defender of the faith so horns up and play it loud. This is my tribe, these are my people. There still remains opposition, intolerance and tribalism but these are positive values when you compare it to millennialism. I'm not going to unload on the haters of the times, I'm going to continue to pursue them with online ridicule, because I'm a defender of the faith and they are nothing more than automatons.

The Cancel culture Nazis continue to whine for attention; a lot of cancels cancelling and it's ridiculous. As a defender of the faith my duty to antagonize these ass clowns float along because that's what it's all about. Tribalism.
Maybe it's necessary, that's not why I do it. I defend what I believe to be fair. Due process will prove innocence or guilt, not the idiot factory on social media.

I was recently blocked on Facebook, achievement unlocked, not too sure of the reason but I reckon I pissed someone off by calling them out as stupid. Meh.

Are there any dark places left on the internet?

My thought experiment is this; a single line code stored in a single data file saved in a single folder stored on a single point somewhere on the darkest part of the web. The code line is a single word, hi. By my own beliefs data being energy is constant. The physical containment of energy is what fails. Where does all that online energy go?

The web is a universe, constant and expanding since its creation and we continue adding to that energy stream without considering where it all goes. I don't think the web has limitations because I don't think the known universe has limitations but then where in the microsphere of digital binary are those lost emails and missing texts?

Are they accumulating somewhere in the cloud like a cyber weather system developing. Cloud data keeps migrating with server replacement at roughly the same rate we migrate our individual data between device upgrades. Where are those Facebook posts from ten years ago?

Is Todd from MySpace still out there?

It took a long time for me to rediscover my tribe, too long maybe?
I don't think so, I mean you know when you know. Your tribe is your tribe, your people are your people. Social separation is genetic, it's how our species survives. I'm done with the millennial game, it's one I don't want to play. I'm returning to my tribe, it's mostly likely not your tribe but that's not a problem. I'm tolerant enough. 

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Cemetery Gates:
I find peace in Graveyards, serene calm. I'm happy among tombstones, I shared my wedding photos with the departed. But the cemeteries around me aren't happy, they're in sad states of forgettable neglect. Nobody seems to care about the dead after the burial. The living don't care for the afterlife. I started touring the cemeteries in my neighborhood, macabre romance for a weekly date night. The overall state of the most peaceful places on earth is sad.

Apparently I'm not alone, many cemeteries out there have been neglected; the trees and grass overgrown, gravestones dirty or damaged, the entrance gates and perimeter fencing broken or missing. How are the dead resting in peace?
A fortune is spent on funerals, then the all are forgotten?
Some of the cemeteries are a risk to public safety, where there's an opportunity there is crime.

What is criminal is how the living treat the dead when it's time to lay them to rest. Exploitation of the berieved for mere money. It angers me to recall the unprofessional treatment of the deceased, the grieving family and the overall reputation of the funeral home. What kind of society values technology designed for short term planned obsolescence and serves only monetary gains?
A living dead society.

Considering the state of the local cemeteries I considered petitioning the local municipal council to act but the automated generic response remains, do it yourself.

Well what the heck I might just do that, time spent with the dead is peaceful. Add to that the opportunity for normal society to interact in a serene and quote beautiful landscape. The challenge being the encouragement of community involvement.