The correspondences between humans and machines has grown obsequiously colloquial. I have often found myself vexed between two similar lenses: the machine asking questions, and the machine as a facilitator of questions. Both situations are troubling, as they increase the negligence of human social utility. I have happened upon myself not yearning for the nuance of human touch, but for an atemporal connection through social media. In the current era, when travel is extensive and our time together short, I can easily gauge why this has become our modus operandi. No longer are we content within walled cities or enclosed habitats: we find ourselves drifting interwork. Time and space have given way to a voidless, infinite creationist unreality. Our transit has forced every association to become zero-indexed and casual. The misunderstandings of youth once gave way to the forced sociality of adulthood. But now we are all trapped in the stasis of networked sleeplessness, beguiled into an aloof selfless digitization of normalcy and causality.