Trauma

How to control people, you ask?
But don’t you look around? Don't you see the beauty of my Creation?
Look at them, look at them… There they go, wandering like zombies without will, driven only by the primal interests of sex and hunger, occasionally thinking about filling their dens with expensive, useless trinkets.
And since I gave them phones, they don't even talk to each other anymore, how wonderful! They only do what their beloved internet stars tell them to do; of course, stars programmed by me to convey only the messages I want.
Oh, and how could I forget the one who jumped from the 4th floor just because a "challenge" told him to ahahahah, much like those who feel ugly and fat and go on a diet just because, according to some vague societal standards, they don't measure up. I gave them insulin to shut them up.
Ed. Coma? 🤫

They seem like they were created in a lab, as if they don't have a soul of their own.
They are all empty bodies moved by a not personal desire. Automatons who, thinking they are free, don't turn their eyes towards their chains. No… perhaps worse, the chains they have, they put on themselves. They pretend not to see their mistakes to avoid taking responsibility. It's easier to blame others (*FREUD* 
 ) than to look inside and understand what is eating their guts. Maybe by looking inside, they would find a mirror. Only then would they realize the one person with the keys and the chains: themselves.
Willpower fills that void, but willpower requires commitment, perseverance, calm, and patience. Luckily, they don't understand that in the span of a lifetime, it's like spending 2 minutes of a day.

Sometimes I stop to think if even we are not like that: driven by others' will, chasing someone else's dream, making what is others' our own to fill with water the funnel of our existence…

Big brotheeeeer.… I didn’t quite understand what you said, but it sounds like a great game!! ^-^ What's it called again?

The Synths! It came with the PlayStation that mom gave me for birthday :D