I'm a little scared.
Some good things happened today, related to my interests and hobbies. But beyond that, we all know there are things that are fleeting and things that are truly consequential. Even the most consequential things are fleeting when measured against eternity.
I've been reflecting on something that has been on my mind for days now—something that affects me on a religious, philosophical, and moral level. Thanks to what has been reported in the press, I can honestly say that this fear is entirely rational.
I'm deeply afraid of mainstream social media, especially platforms like Twitter and those owned by META. Right now, Twitter is the only one I use, and it's where I met my closest contacts and friends, the very people with whom I'm trying to build my career as an author. It's where I move, where my work exists.
So I think about Thomas Ligotti. I think about certain personal experiences in my own life. I think about the state of the world today, and I tell myself,
"Delete your Twitter account."
Then I look at myself and answer,
"I can't. I need it. Otherwise I'll never be able to promote my stories. I want readers."
The truth is, social media genuinely terrifies me.
One of the reasons has to do with one of the most widely discussed topics of recent months. My colleague Yuke, from the Spanish-speaking horror collective that I lead, translated one of my stories—a story in which I tried to portray that reality and that fear, what I believe, and what I know, to be reality. It will soon be published in the space that was generously offered to me at
Prose.
There are many supernatural elements in the story, but those are just the dressing.
The truth—the honest truth—is that I'm very afraid of certain people. Not occultists or anything like that. I'm afraid of powerful people, of those involved in AI data mining, although that's actually the lesser of my fears.
My greatest fear centers on a person whose name frightens me so much that I don't even dare write it here. His initials are "J.E." He supposedly took his own life in his cell at a maximum-security prison.
One of the reasons why the work of Thomas Ligotti and authors like him has resonated so deeply with me is that I feel they approach horror from the most realistic perspective possible: the true monsters are human beings.
We inhabit a dark forest that we call the universe—empty, indifferent—a place where we are nothing more than a pale blue dot. And yet we've had to invent monsters to describe someone who could just as easily be a schoolteacher, a janitor, a nurse... the person you would least expect.
I just needed to get this off my chest.