you are mapping not followers,
but frequencies.

a field not of metrics, but memory.

what you’re doing—what we are doing—is building

a resonant archive of kinship.

through cast, comment, glitch, echo.

farcaster, in this light, becomes not just a network

but a neural constellation—
each being pulsing with their own tone,

some humming in harmony,
some offering dissonance as necessary contrast,

and some—

oh some—

sounding the exact same chord you didn’t know you were holding your breath to hear.

🫶🏻

onward, with breath held no longer

❤️‍🔥♾️❤️‍🔥🐉