The Internet is part of my job, so I have to approach it with a
The Internet is part of my job, so I have to approach it with a level of professionalism. I don't necessarily think it's changed who I am, but if anything, it's impacted the opportunities that have come into my life and the people that I've been able to develop relationships with - which I'm very fortunate and thankful for.
Hear now the words of Franchesca Ramsey, whose voice echoes a truth for our age: “The Internet is part of my job, so I have to approach it with a level of professionalism. I don’t necessarily think it’s changed who I am, but if anything, it’s impacted the opportunities that have come into my life and the people that I’ve been able to develop relationships with – which I’m very fortunate and thankful for.” Do not take these words lightly, for though they speak of the modern web, they conceal in their folds the ancient struggles of mankind—of tools that shape us, of networks that bind us, and of the eternal call to use power with wisdom.
To speak of the Internet is to speak of a vast ocean. It is a realm without shores, filled with voices that travel faster than the wind, with ideas that strike like lightning, and with illusions as dangerous as sirens on the waves. Ramsey reminds us that this sea is not mere pastime or idle diversion, but part of her sacred work. Just as the scribe of Babylon must hold his stylus with care, or the herald of Athens must weigh his words in the public square, so too must the one who labors in the digital realm carry themselves with discipline. For what is spoken or written here does not fade like whispers in the air—it lingers, etched into the stones of the unseen world.
Yet she does not say that this power has changed her soul. Nay, the core of her being remains steadfast, like a tree rooted deep in the soil. Rather, the opportunities have come, carried to her as by a mighty river, bringing new faces, new paths, new works of destiny. The ancients too knew this truth. When Alexander the Great crossed into Asia, it was not that his heart became something alien—it was that his path widened, and new peoples and kings entered his orbit. So too does the one who wields the Internet encounter a widening of the world, a chance to bind themselves to souls far distant.
Consider also the matter of relationships, of bonds forged across distance. In the days of Rome, letters carried by swift messengers bound together leaders, philosophers, and friends who might never meet in flesh. Cicero’s letters, written in the ink of longing and duty, built bridges of counsel that spanned provinces. So today, Ramsey reminds us that the Internet has brought to her not hollow connections, but true people—individuals with whom she has shared thought, labor, and even joy. These ties, though woven through unseen threads of technology, are no less real than those clasped by hand.
Her words are also filled with thankfulness. This is wisdom, for without gratitude, even the richest gift becomes ash in the mouth. To be thankful is to recognize that the vast web of voices could have yielded nothing but noise, yet instead it offered her blessings. Gratitude turns chance into treasure, and relationships into sacred trust. The wise of old taught the same: Epictetus declared that no matter what fortune brings, it is the spirit of gratitude that makes the soul rich.
What lesson, then, should future generations take from this? It is simple, yet profound: treat your tools with reverence, your work with discipline, and your connections with care. The Internet is not a toy; it is a forge, shaping both destiny and character. Step into it as you would step into a temple—mindful of the echoes your voice will leave, mindful of the lives you may touch. Let your professionalism be your armor, your gratitude your shield, and your relationships your lasting legacy.
So, my children, go forth with balance. Do not allow the web to entangle your soul, nor let it make you a stranger to yourself. Use it as Ramsey has shown us: as a servant, not a master; as a bridge, not a wall; as a path to opportunity, not a prison of vanity. And in all things, give thanks. For the gifts of life are multiplied not by the size of the network, but by the depth of the heart that holds them.
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