The Ever Remembering Internet

Recently I got an email from Spotify saying that I need to update my login for Spotify Podcaster because they’re migrating from another app, Anchor, and I need to do that so I can still have access to my podcast episode. Wait, I have a podcast? Yeah, I remember now, I did do some podcast series around 2 years ago and when I logged in, there they are, omni-present on the internet. I’ve forgotten about them but the internet haven’t. What’s even more surprising, there were some recent plays on some of my podcast episodes.

There were not many plays, only around 10 plays in total, but when I looked at the data, it was surprising that some of the listeners are from the US. I do not know anyone from the US and there is even less likely that people that I know of, who knows that I have a podcast and would listen from the US. This is because the data by Spotify said that the listener found the episodes by search. Maybe they were searching for something else or my title was misleading and they cursed when after listening for a few seconds, that I was babbling something that they can’t relate too. Or maybe they did wanted to hear me talk, search for my podcasts, and listened the whole 10 minutes. Unlikely, but who knows.

Regardless of what happen, someone listened to my voice, albeit possibly for a few seconds only, and my voice reverberated through the internet since two years ago despite me having forgotten about them. And the voice might still live longggg after I die, forever being a good (or bad) deed, due to my actions once upon a time. That made me think that the same would happen with this writing, so I would like to leave an advice so that whoever reads this will benefit from this, and benefit me too in the afterlife. My advice is, be kind.

That’s it. Be kind. Because in a world where you can be anything, be kind is the most important thing.

Thank you for reading.

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