The speaker sees the internet as an addiction, a way of escaping reality rather than engaging with it. The first stanzas describe a mind overloaded: images and animations leave "confused visions," and news pours in around the clock, swinging between delight and suffering. The speaker also hints at something darker, calling some of this content propaganda meant to control people and "fire up the neurons."
In the third stanza the tone turns resigned. People forget the offline world, and many say they couldn't live without the internet. The shrug in "that's just the way it is today" suggests the speaker finds this acceptance worrying.
The last two lines shift to hope. The speaker insists the real world "offers more" and says real change is getting closer. The mood moves from anxious and critical to quietly optimistic, as if the poem is nudging readers to look up from their screens and notice what they're missing.