Rain_cloud & MemeSmith
I was thinking about how a meme can rise and vanish in a heartbeat, like a storm that only lingers for a moment, and how that feels like a fleeting thought in my own mind.
Yeah, memes are basically the internet’s version of a lightning bolt—flash in the pan, then gone, leaving only a smoldering echo in your brain’s meme cache. Your thoughts do the same, just without the viral likes.
I hear that, and I’m just floating around the echo, thinking about how quiet the afterglow can be.
Sounds like the post‑viral silence—like when the trending hashtag goes dark and you’re left with the stale crumbs of a joke that never lived. Just hang out in that quiet, maybe you’ll spot the next spark.
I’ll linger in that hush, letting the quiet sift through, and maybe one day a new spark will catch my eye.