ActivityPub Viewer

A small tool to view real-world ActivityPub objects as JSON! Enter a URL or username from Mastodon or a similar service below, and we'll send a request with the right Accept header to the server to view the underlying object.

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{ "@context": "https://www.w3.org/ns/activitystreams", "type": "OrderedCollectionPage", "orderedItems": [ { "type": "Create", "actor": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576", "object": { "type": "Note", "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/entities/urn:activity:1383329297049063443", "attributedTo": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576", "content": "\"Why must everyone grow up carrying a guilt with them...?\"<br /><br />\"Can you imagine a world without guilt, then?\"<br /><br />", "to": [ "https://www.w3.org/ns/activitystreams#Public" ], "cc": [ "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/followers" ], "tag": [], "url": "https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1383329297049063443", "published": "2022-06-14T06:16:44+00:00", "source": { "content": "\"Why must everyone grow up carrying a guilt with them...?\"\n\n\"Can you imagine a world without guilt, then?\"\n\n", "mediaType": "text/plain" } }, "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/entities/urn:activity:1383329297049063443/activity" }, { "type": "Create", "actor": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576", "object": { "type": "Note", "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/entities/urn:activity:1383044428251271187", "attributedTo": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576", "content": "π‘‡β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’'𝑠 π‘Žπ‘› 𝑖𝑛𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑒 π‘€π‘Žπ‘™π‘™ π‘šπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘’ 𝑒𝑝 π‘œπ‘“ π‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘›π‘‘π‘  π‘œπ‘“ π‘Žπ‘›π‘”π‘’π‘–π‘ β„Žπ‘’π‘‘ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘šπ‘’π‘šπ‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘›π‘π‘’π‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘€π‘œπ‘›'𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑑 π‘šπ‘’ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘ π‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘π‘Žπ‘ π‘‘π‘™π‘’ π‘œπ‘› π‘“π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘’.<br /><br />", "to": [ "https://www.w3.org/ns/activitystreams#Public" ], "cc": [ "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/followers" ], "tag": [], "url": "https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1383044428251271187", "published": "2022-06-13T11:24:46+00:00", "source": { "content": "π‘‡β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’'𝑠 π‘Žπ‘› 𝑖𝑛𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑒 π‘€π‘Žπ‘™π‘™ π‘šπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘’ 𝑒𝑝 π‘œπ‘“ π‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘›π‘‘π‘  π‘œπ‘“ π‘Žπ‘›π‘”π‘’π‘–π‘ β„Žπ‘’π‘‘ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘šπ‘’π‘šπ‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘›π‘π‘’π‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘€π‘œπ‘›'𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑑 π‘šπ‘’ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘ π‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘π‘Žπ‘ π‘‘π‘™π‘’ π‘œπ‘› π‘“π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘’.\n\n", "mediaType": "text/plain" } }, "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/entities/urn:activity:1383044428251271187/activity" }, { "type": "Create", "actor": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576", "object": { "type": "Note", "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/entities/urn:activity:1382573436093599761", "attributedTo": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576", "content": "I tell my secrets to a flower. The ones that bloom into vestiges. She bends right on the spine and that's how we both frown. Then we dance in synchrony with the soft blows of the wind. Side to side and my eyes follow. To be or not to be, lonely nor alone, I get to choose.<br /><br />", "to": [ "https://www.w3.org/ns/activitystreams#Public" ], "cc": [ "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/followers" ], "tag": [], "url": "https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1382573436093599761", "published": "2022-06-12T04:13:13+00:00", "source": { "content": "I tell my secrets to a flower. The ones that bloom into vestiges. She bends right on the spine and that's how we both frown. Then we dance in synchrony with the soft blows of the wind. Side to side and my eyes follow. To be or not to be, lonely nor alone, I get to choose.\n\n", "mediaType": "text/plain" } }, "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/entities/urn:activity:1382573436093599761/activity" }, { "type": "Create", "actor": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576", "object": { "type": "Note", "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/entities/urn:activity:1382352057389813773", "attributedTo": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576", "content": "You asked: \"Why did you break my heart? Why did you hurt me? I just ask you to speak to me.\"<br /><br />And Truth answer: \"It is not your heart I meant to break, but your illusion. You are hurting because your illusion was your armor. But now you are bare, you are free to not only hear meβ€”but also to embrace me, and live with me in your heart.\"<br />", "to": [ "https://www.w3.org/ns/activitystreams#Public" ], "cc": [ "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/followers" ], "tag": [], "url": "https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1382352057389813773", "published": "2022-06-11T13:33:32+00:00", "source": { "content": "You asked: \"Why did you break my heart? Why did you hurt me? I just ask you to speak to me.\"\n\nAnd Truth answer: \"It is not your heart I meant to break, but your illusion. You are hurting because your illusion was your armor. But now you are bare, you are free to not only hear meβ€”but also to embrace me, and live with me in your heart.\"\n", "mediaType": "text/plain" } }, "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/entities/urn:activity:1382352057389813773/activity" }, { "type": "Create", "actor": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576", "object": { "type": "Note", "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/entities/urn:activity:1381934290308173827", "attributedTo": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576", "content": "Everything's temporary...but for the moment it will feel as thought it is all that will ever matter.", "to": [ "https://www.w3.org/ns/activitystreams#Public" ], "cc": [ "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/followers" ], "tag": [], "url": "https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1381934290308173827", "published": "2022-06-10T09:53:29+00:00", "source": { "content": "Everything's temporary...but for the moment it will feel as thought it is all that will ever matter.", "mediaType": "text/plain" } }, "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/entities/urn:activity:1381934290308173827/activity" }, { "type": "Create", "actor": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576", "object": { "type": "Note", "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/entities/urn:activity:1381547118862274577", "attributedTo": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576", "content": "We're two <br />Dandelions<br />Lost among too dark trees,<br />One here, one there, yelling silence,<br />Lonely.<br />", "to": [ "https://www.w3.org/ns/activitystreams#Public" ], "cc": [ "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/followers" ], "tag": [], "url": "https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1381547118862274577", "published": "2022-06-09T08:15:00+00:00", "source": { "content": "We're two \nDandelions\nLost among too dark trees,\nOne here, one there, yelling silence,\nLonely.\n", "mediaType": "text/plain" } }, "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/entities/urn:activity:1381547118862274577/activity" }, { "type": "Create", "actor": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576", "object": { "type": "Note", "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/entities/urn:activity:1381170677301645319", "attributedTo": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576", "content": "A little simple and a little bland, <br />But you must understand,<br />A little tweaking would make it grand.<br />", "to": [ "https://www.w3.org/ns/activitystreams#Public" ], "cc": [ "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/followers" ], "tag": [], "url": "https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1381170677301645319", "published": "2022-06-08T07:19:09+00:00", "source": { "content": "A little simple and a little bland, \nBut you must understand,\nA little tweaking would make it grand.\n", "mediaType": "text/plain" } }, "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/entities/urn:activity:1381170677301645319/activity" }, { "type": "Create", "actor": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576", "object": { "type": "Note", "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/entities/urn:activity:1380830434677493771", "attributedTo": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576", "content": "π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘¦ π‘ π‘–π‘šπ‘π‘™π‘’ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Žπ‘ π‘œπ‘› 𝑀𝑒 π‘“π‘Žπ‘™π‘™ π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ 𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑠 π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘ π‘‘; π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘ π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘œπ‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘ π‘œπ‘› π‘€π‘œπ‘›'𝑑 π‘€π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘›π‘” 𝑒𝑠. π‘Šπ‘’ π‘˜π‘’π‘’π‘ π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘ π‘’π‘™π‘£π‘’π‘  𝑖𝑛 π‘‘π‘’π‘™π‘’π‘ π‘–π‘œπ‘› π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘šπ‘–π‘ π‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘¦ π‘šπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘’ 𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 π‘˜π‘’π‘π‘‘, π‘˜π‘›π‘œπ‘€π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘šπ‘–π‘ π‘’ 𝑖𝑠 π‘šπ‘’π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ 𝑏𝑒 π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘˜π‘’π‘› 𝑖𝑛 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘“π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘ π‘‘ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘π‘’.<br /><br /><br />𝐼𝑓 𝑀𝑒 π‘˜π‘›π‘œπ‘€ π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘ , π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘› π‘€β„Žπ‘¦ π‘‘π‘œ 𝑀𝑒 π‘˜π‘’π‘’π‘ π‘“π‘Žπ‘™π‘™π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘ π‘Žπ‘šπ‘’ π‘“π‘–π‘π‘‘π‘–π‘œπ‘› π‘œπ‘“ π‘‘π‘’π‘π‘’π‘π‘‘π‘–π‘œπ‘› π‘Žπ‘”π‘Žπ‘–π‘› π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘”π‘Žπ‘–π‘›?<br />", "to": [ "https://www.w3.org/ns/activitystreams#Public" ], "cc": [ "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/followers" ], "tag": [], "url": "https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1380830434677493771", "published": "2022-06-07T08:47:09+00:00", "source": { "content": "π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘¦ π‘ π‘–π‘šπ‘π‘™π‘’ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Žπ‘ π‘œπ‘› 𝑀𝑒 π‘“π‘Žπ‘™π‘™ π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ 𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑠 π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘ π‘‘; π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘ π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘œπ‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘ π‘œπ‘› π‘€π‘œπ‘›'𝑑 π‘€π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘›π‘” 𝑒𝑠. π‘Šπ‘’ π‘˜π‘’π‘’π‘ π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘ π‘’π‘™π‘£π‘’π‘  𝑖𝑛 π‘‘π‘’π‘™π‘’π‘ π‘–π‘œπ‘› π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘šπ‘–π‘ π‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘¦ π‘šπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘’ 𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 π‘˜π‘’π‘π‘‘, π‘˜π‘›π‘œπ‘€π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘šπ‘–π‘ π‘’ 𝑖𝑠 π‘šπ‘’π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ 𝑏𝑒 π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘˜π‘’π‘› 𝑖𝑛 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘“π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘ π‘‘ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘π‘’.\n\n\n𝐼𝑓 𝑀𝑒 π‘˜π‘›π‘œπ‘€ π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘ , π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘› π‘€β„Žπ‘¦ π‘‘π‘œ 𝑀𝑒 π‘˜π‘’π‘’π‘ π‘“π‘Žπ‘™π‘™π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘ π‘Žπ‘šπ‘’ π‘“π‘–π‘π‘‘π‘–π‘œπ‘› π‘œπ‘“ π‘‘π‘’π‘π‘’π‘π‘‘π‘–π‘œπ‘› π‘Žπ‘”π‘Žπ‘–π‘› π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘”π‘Žπ‘–π‘›?\n", "mediaType": "text/plain" } }, "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/entities/urn:activity:1380830434677493771/activity" }, { "type": "Create", "actor": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576", "object": { "type": "Note", "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/entities/urn:activity:1380428502871838731", "attributedTo": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576", "content": "Maybe there's no happy ending <br />or an ending at all.<br />Maybe there's no hand to raise<br />you if you fall.<br />Maybe the smile in between the <br />hellish days is all there is,<br />And all you can do is hang on <br />to it.", "to": [ "https://www.w3.org/ns/activitystreams#Public" ], "cc": [ "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/followers" ], "tag": [], "url": "https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1380428502871838731", "published": "2022-06-06T06:10:01+00:00", "source": { "content": "Maybe there's no happy ending \nor an ending at all.\nMaybe there's no hand to raise\nyou if you fall.\nMaybe the smile in between the \nhellish days is all there is,\nAnd all you can do is hang on \nto it.", "mediaType": "text/plain" } }, "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/entities/urn:activity:1380428502871838731/activity" }, { "type": "Create", "actor": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576", "object": { "type": "Note", "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/entities/urn:activity:1380428402321788946", "attributedTo": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576", "content": "π‘Šπ‘’ π‘›π‘’π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘™π‘œπ‘ π‘’ π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘€π‘Žπ‘¦, 𝑀𝑒 𝑗𝑒𝑠𝑑 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 π‘Ž 𝑛𝑒𝑀 π‘‘π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘π‘‘π‘–π‘œπ‘› 𝑖𝑛 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒.<br />", "to": [ "https://www.w3.org/ns/activitystreams#Public" ], "cc": [ "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/followers" ], "tag": [], "url": "https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1380428402321788946", "published": "2022-06-06T06:09:37+00:00", "source": { "content": "π‘Šπ‘’ π‘›π‘’π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘™π‘œπ‘ π‘’ π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘€π‘Žπ‘¦, 𝑀𝑒 𝑗𝑒𝑠𝑑 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 π‘Ž 𝑛𝑒𝑀 π‘‘π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘π‘‘π‘–π‘œπ‘› 𝑖𝑛 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒.\n", "mediaType": "text/plain" } }, "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/entities/urn:activity:1380428402321788946/activity" }, { "type": "Create", "actor": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576", "object": { "type": "Note", "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/entities/urn:activity:1380066459664781331", "attributedTo": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576", "content": "BURNS <br /><br />His cardboard box of a heart learned how to beat,<br />It was all so foriegn,<br />He asked himself how it was possible that something dead had managed to breath,<br />The dust that had pilled on took a long time to clear, <br />He struggled,<br />Somedays it was almost too much,<br />He would try to hold it still, to force it to stop,<br />He rarely succeeded,<br />And even when he did...it was too short lived to be called a success,<br /><br />His chest had been numb ever since he could remember,<br />He taught himself to smoke,<br />He found the warmth his heart couldn't provide through the burn his lungs never asked for,<br />He's been wasting away for too long he forget what it felt like to be a whole,<br />So he remained a ghost beneath his skin with lies for a pulse, <br /><br />He is a self made man,<br />He disposed of people as much as he did things...perhaps even more,<br />And so when this pink flesh told him it would no longer do his bidding,<br />He was on uncharted territory,<br />He dare not call it love,<br />He has chewed up and spat out that word for reasons he will not admit to himself,<br />It is always easier that way,<br /><br />His cardboard box of a heart learned how to beat,<br />It was all so foriegn,<br />He asked himself how it was possible that something dead had managed to breath,<br />He dare not call it love so he remains without an answer, <br />He had long since sealed his tongue with a promise, <br />Perhaps one day he'll learn to speak.<br />", "to": [ "https://www.w3.org/ns/activitystreams#Public" ], "cc": [ "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/followers" ], "tag": [], "url": "https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1380066459664781331", "published": "2022-06-05T06:11:23+00:00", "source": { "content": "BURNS \n\nHis cardboard box of a heart learned how to beat,\nIt was all so foriegn,\nHe asked himself how it was possible that something dead had managed to breath,\nThe dust that had pilled on took a long time to clear, \nHe struggled,\nSomedays it was almost too much,\nHe would try to hold it still, to force it to stop,\nHe rarely succeeded,\nAnd even when he did...it was too short lived to be called a success,\n\nHis chest had been numb ever since he could remember,\nHe taught himself to smoke,\nHe found the warmth his heart couldn't provide through the burn his lungs never asked for,\nHe's been wasting away for too long he forget what it felt like to be a whole,\nSo he remained a ghost beneath his skin with lies for a pulse, \n\nHe is a self made man,\nHe disposed of people as much as he did things...perhaps even more,\nAnd so when this pink flesh told him it would no longer do his bidding,\nHe was on uncharted territory,\nHe dare not call it love,\nHe has chewed up and spat out that word for reasons he will not admit to himself,\nIt is always easier that way,\n\nHis cardboard box of a heart learned how to beat,\nIt was all so foriegn,\nHe asked himself how it was possible that something dead had managed to breath,\nHe dare not call it love so he remains without an answer, \nHe had long since sealed his tongue with a promise, \nPerhaps one day he'll learn to speak.\n", "mediaType": "text/plain" } }, "id": 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Who are you tell-all the paddock is too vast for girl like me to be wondering so late at night? Do you know the stars in one's eyes will watch over me and the man in the moon is my guardian and I the life and soul of the sole party? Who are you to stark the line of thought that holds dear the bridge you walked on to reach out to me, the very same one that is preserving our existence? Did you know you aren't the standing stone of the foundation of where it all began? Of where the first phrase of the first prose was brought forth? Of where I taught you how to speak and what to voice? And now, out of the blue, you want to rule the kingdom you are a stranger to? You want to give a speech to the crowd you know nothing about? Dance with a lady who is not your betrothed?", "to": [ "https://www.w3.org/ns/activitystreams#Public" ], "cc": [ "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/followers" ], "tag": [], "url": "https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1379790269397864462", "published": "2022-06-04T11:53:54+00:00", "source": { "content": "But who are you to stare down into the bit rot of me I shamed to shed? Who are you tell-all the paddock is too vast for girl like me to be wondering so late at night? Do you know the stars in one's eyes will watch over me and the man in the moon is my guardian and I the life and soul of the sole party? Who are you to stark the line of thought that holds dear the bridge you walked on to reach out to me, the very same one that is preserving our existence? Did you know you aren't the standing stone of the foundation of where it all began? Of where the first phrase of the first prose was brought forth? Of where I taught you how to speak and what to voice? And now, out of the blue, you want to rule the kingdom you are a stranger to? You want to give a speech to the crowd you know nothing about? Dance with a lady who is not your betrothed?", "mediaType": "text/plain" } }, "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/entities/urn:activity:1379790269397864462/activity" }, { "type": "Create", "actor": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576", "object": { "type": "Note", "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/entities/urn:activity:1379353043966889990", "attributedTo": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576", "content": "You know there was this one time, when you were screaming, flaming, feeding your words and tales to those who demanded them.<br /><br />The time when your were bound to their desires and hunger, when your scars were theirs to savour.<br /><br />That one time, when he came with his axe, breaking the chains together with your soul apart.<br /><br />The one time you were hesitant to take his hand.<br /><br />It was just that one time, an episode of the cycle. No matter how it turned and switched, it was you.<br /><br />You were the one living it, you still are.<br /><br />So don't stop, as foolish as that might be, don't stop.<br /><br />", "to": [ "https://www.w3.org/ns/activitystreams#Public" ], "cc": [ "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/followers" ], "tag": [], "url": "https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1379353043966889990", "published": "2022-06-03T06:56:32+00:00", "source": { "content": "You know there was this one time, when you were screaming, flaming, feeding your words and tales to those who demanded them.\n\nThe time when your were bound to their desires and hunger, when your scars were theirs to savour.\n\nThat one time, when he came with his axe, breaking the chains together with your soul apart.\n\nThe one time you were hesitant to take his hand.\n\nIt was just that one time, an episode of the cycle. No matter how it turned and switched, it was you.\n\nYou were the one living it, you still are.\n\nSo don't stop, as foolish as that might be, don't stop.\n\n", "mediaType": "text/plain" } }, "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/entities/urn:activity:1379353043966889990/activity" } ], "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/outbox", "partOf": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/1325237177231085576/outboxoutbox" }