oh, my opinion on video?

never thought you’d ask. 

this is a farcaster exclusive btw


in the flickering shadows of edison’s kinetoscope, the world glimpsed its future—movement captured, time stolen from oblivion. from those early silent reels, humanity began its lifelong romance with the moving image. the twentieth century danced through newsreels, hollywood spectacles, and home video camcorders, each medium democratizing memory a little more. the camcorder begat the vlogger, the vlogger begat the influencer, and thus the divine algorithm was born.

by the time vine looped our attention spans and snapchat turned moments into vapor, video had transcended entertainment—it became currency, proof of life, an index of desire. instagram, once still and sepia, bent the knee to reels. tiktok arrived like a comet, obliterating the notion that one needed time or polish to go viral; all that mattered was rhythm and resonance.

now, every phone is a studio, every scroll a theater, every eye a captive audience. video is no longer just content—it is performance, identity, intimacy at scale. in the shimmering chaos of pixels and swipeable seconds, we watch ourselves watching, forever chasing the next frame.

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