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Algorithms, man.

Algorithms.

It occurs to me that I let them feed me.

Too much.

Like I'm reclining.

And they got grapes.

🍇

I must admit, I like when they feed me a small creator I never heard of.

Talking about a subject I've been digging into.

One with a small, but dedicated, following.

It's like finding a small town's genius.

The internet can be staggering.

Bigger than any city in the land.

But it's also full of all these tiny, hidden, communities.

Not sleepy at all, though.

Quite lively really.

More my vibe.

I've watched and followed these for a while now.

Marveling at how they don't seem to grow.

They don't change.

And they're fine with it.

Maybe not happy, but fine with it.

I wonder how these people got here.

I wonder if they were fed grapes like me.

The internet, people say, has died.

But they don't know sheet.

Never have.

All of this to say, don't let it feed you forever.

Start using them fingers to type.

Search.

Query.

Hunt.

Type in something and write .com and go there.

See what happens.

Although that sounds like a lot of work.

Fine, fine.

Are those fresh figs?

Lay off me, I'm starving.