Stop and think about the fact that you don't see hardly any of the notes being written.

Stop and think about the fact that you don't see hardly any of the notes being written.

I have a fomo for this.
Now think about the fact that most of the npubs haven't seen our notes. π€―
I was just thinking about this, and it's such a weird thought because I'm such a heavy user, but I only see a tiny subset.
Who are all those npubs? What are they conversing about?
I donβt want to think about it today. Itβs Sunday.ππ»ββοΈ
Good.
Yes, but I meant to philosophically. None of us have any idea what almost anyone is posting about, but we all feel like we're in the thick of things.
There is no "thick of things", except where nostr:npub1sg6plzptd64u62a878hep2kev88swjh3tw00gjsfl8f237lmu63q0uf63m is.
That's the killer app, then, isn't it?π€π§
The app that introduces us to ALL the npubs who--if they only realized *how wonderful we are*, and *how important to THEM what we have to share is--they would instantly follow us.ππ€£
And, vice-versa, of course!π
Like when I'm driving down the highway and I think about all the 1000s and 1000s of people in all the other cars, on both sides of the median, all somewhere on the spectrum from joy to despair, and my universe is utterly irrelevant to any of it.