Similar to “Moore’s Law”, many studies show that the quantity and speed of information transmission on the Internet are growing exponentially. Humans are not only users of the Internet, but also contributors. The Internet has collected human wisdom, connected human consciousness, and gradually penetrated the gaps in human existence, changing the way humans view and understand the world, and also the way of life of human beings. Accidentally, I downloaded all my search records recorded since I started using google. My vexation in first love, the curiosity about sex, the hesitation in choosing a major, searching for a pirated video website or a restaurant... Even some private troubles or evil thoughts that I had never mentioned to any close relatives or friends. These thousands of thoughts that have ever come to me, without distortion and modification, have been transformed into a series of objective and rational raw data. 

It turned out that I took the initiative to talk to the Internet for more than ten years, but I wasn't aware of it, everything happened so naturally and freely. It’s like an exchange diary I’ve unconsciously written with the Internet. I ask all questions without reservation, and the Internet always replies. I should be grateful, but these secretly kept records seem to be taking nude photos of my heart all the time. 

Should I feel grateful or angry? My reliance on the Internet can also be read between the records. I have long forgotten how to live without it. As a digital native, I've never even lived like this. Is this some kind of Stockholm Syndrome? Or is it a mental rejection of cyborg inserts? I'm messed up. 

The Internet’s relationship with humans seems to be more intimate than imagined. In this work, I completely exposed all the search records in the public space without any selection. I wanted to seek answers by “making myself public”. If I tell everyone what I tell the Internet, what will my feeling about the Internet become?