Nothing is entirely detritus. It is all in service of you. The great improv dance of life’s back and forth sambas and pirouettes and the tears and handfuls of hair in quiet desperation as we keep rising to face whatever unseen stalks out of the murk. That is what makes this whole blue marble dice roll worth it. The chance to conjure something... See more
Maybe the goal is not _the _New Internet, but a series of internets that live alongside a more mainstream, lackluster counterpart. As opposed to a monolithic archipelago these internets could be thought of as autonomous island nations that users jump between. Some of these islands will provide things that others can't. Some will have trade lines... See more
The messages I receive from Micro.blog and Mastodon and my RSS feeds are that everyone is retreating back to their own sites and/or their own domains. Everyone is remembering fondly that twenty-years-ago life. Everyone wants to get away from the algorithm and read the weekly musings of the everyday people. Everyone wants to recapture that feeling... See more
The antidote to burnout and the existential inquiry it brings seems to be doing things that don’t scale in pursuit of things that can’t scale. It becomes exciting not to see what you can do without limits, but to see what you can do with them.
If you apply pressure to a ball of ants, the ants nearest to the top will begin to act as though they are dead, increasing the fluidity of the writhing mass of ants. The harder the ants are pressed, the more fluid they become to absorb the pressure. The more ants there are linked together, the more pressure they can collectively withstand.
if you trust your own good taste — and identify a kindred spirit, a soul you suspect you'd vibe with — here on this our beloved internet — you really should reach out, say hey — because you're likely right — and why not spark a beautiful friendship?