audience – TYPiNG ouT oF THe BLue

Not everyone will read what you write. Not everyone will hear what you play. And that’s fine.

Hype isn’t the point. You don’t need to push people to look, click, or listen. If a story is meant for someone, it will find its way—like a bird settling on the right branch.

That’s the beauty of creating. You don’t chase, you don’t beg for attention. You just keep making, and the ones who need it will discover it—tomorrow, years from now, or in a moment you’ll never even know about.

And when it happens, it won’t be because of numbers or noise. It will be because your story carried something real. And when real things finally find their place… I’m just typing out of the blue.

𝚃𝚢𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙾𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚕𝚞𝚎 • 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚛.𝚌𝚘𝚖

In the age of algorithms, even a boo is just another clap.

The algorithm has become our new judge. It decides what we see, what we notice, and what we praise. Once, beauty was in the eye of the beholder. Now, beauty is in the eye of the algorithm.

The rule is simple: the more clicks, the higher it rises. It doesn’t matter if it’s talent or trash. Even hate counts. Even boredom counts. That’s how something that isn’t really “wow” turns into “wawawaw.” Standards don’t rise—they sink. Because this is not truth. It’s not like a survey where people give their real opinion. It’s only a machine counting clicks and selling it back to us as value.

At a live gig, a boo is still a boo. Online, a boo is just another click. The system smiles: “Thanks for the engagement.” Boo becomes bravo.

And behind it all, the owner of the system doesn’t care if it’s light or dark, fake or real, poison or gold. As long as we stay, the ads roll and the profit climbs. That’s the real stage.

In this world, profit is the only applause. The question is: do we keep clapping, or do we walk off the stage?

Answer? People will clap louder. Performers won’t walk off. They’ll just hunt for another stage.

And in the end, this world is the real loser.

𝚃𝚢𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙾𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚕𝚞𝚎 • 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚛.𝚌𝚘𝚖

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