The urge to do the exact opposite of what everyone is doing tingles the predictive soul.
To remain uninfluenced, resisting the harmonization of taste.
Everything interesting must be excruciatingly different — social media endeavors to trap uniqueness with templated styles.
The edited life is all chicanery, one stock cloud too many.
All places and poses scream with sameness, as do the viewers who stare at the screen cooking the mind for imitation.
Lemmings, are we not? Even the most-conscious person gets blindsided into a distraction of taste.
We are the perfect model.