Are my thoughts truly my own?

Sometimes we feel a sense of relief. Sometimes we get intoxicated by the sweetness. At the fact that there are so many people who think the same way I do.

Multi-billion dollar algorithms keep recommending content we like and agree with, trapping us in an echo chamber. Inside this room, only voices like mine echo endlessly. Within the room I am in, opinions seem to have absolute validity, and opposing views begin to feel irrational or wrong.

Even if the beliefs acquired in such a way happen to be true, they are different from what can be called knowledge.