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Why I Hate Feeding The Algorithm
A quick rant or poem, depending on how you read it
I feel like I’m writing myself into an online prison.
Sentence by sentence the iron bars are being constructed.
I started telling my story because I genuinely love sharing.
Yet publishing to “feed the algorithm” feels like I’m letting someone down. How can I live with myself if I am stoking the flames of the fire that I feel is destroying us?
Our attention. Our relationships. Our human connection.
Real-life interaction being replaced by Tik Toks and IG Reels.
What happened to full paragraphs and punctuation?
All I see are bullet points hurling tips, tricks, and hacks at anyone with seven seconds to spare.
What if we didn’t want it to be easier, shorter, or faster?
What if we valued settling in and staying for a while?
Like a long dinner with friends.
Full of wine and good conversation.
I want to create content that’s genuine.
Not employ the latest trend to boost my engagement.
I think I’m shooting myself in the foot by not surrendering.
The algorithm may swallow me up instead of sharing.
Yet at the end of the day, at least I’ll know I did what felt true.
If only to myself.
