I could say I got caught

in an algorithm

It’s happened to all of us.

One minute a keyword is uttered to a

listening Siri, and the next,

either a target ad or a post with the same

applicable subject

will appear in your

“Feed.”

Just what are you being fed?

Because it better be a mirror to your soul..

I mean, what is the point of your light, if it never reaches out?

Does light sit in the dark?

Hide under a rock?

Or does it yearn to lift the rock from the inside?

Today someone special died. An artist, activist, and a poet. Each day, someone special dies. Many someones.

In their opportunity to share what’s inside them, they spoke of telescopes and friendship. Before they died, they told you about death and joy and grieving, and made it all make sense.

She left this world, today, just shy of her 50th birthday on August 13.

Andrea Gibson