Choose morning, afternoon, or evening. Pony will pick up and deliver at that time. If you enable notifications, we'll let you know when you get something—at most once a day.
Don't let alerts and notifications bury your important conversations. Pony is a quiet, steady place where you can write without distractions.
Compose in a rich, modern editor. Express yourself with embedded images, links, and audio files.
The technology we use to communicate is optimized for companies, not for people. Pony is a challenge to the attention economy that keeps us constantly engaged, without regard for our health and happiness.
Our mission is to build a messaging platform that does not consume your life but improves it. Pony is designed to give people the space, time, and structure they are missing in their online lives.
What is Pony?
Pony is a messenger. You can use it to correspond with other Pony users.
How does it work?
Pony picks up and delivers messages once a day. You can edit a message until it's picked up, or put it into your drafts if it's not ready:
When does Pony pick up and deliver?
You can choose morning (5:30am), afternoon (12:00pm), or evening (6:30pm):
Are pickup and delivery at the same time?
Yes, incoming messages are delivered and outgoing messages are picked up at the same time.
Why do you ask for my location?
We use your location to deliver at the correct time. You can set your location to anything you want.
Does Pony support group messaging?
Pony supports conversations with up to 10 people.
How does Pony protect my privacy?
We collect and store the minimum amount of data possible. We do not sell or share data with any third parties.
“The rhythm of the day has been broken: the radio, the telephone, the daily newspaper clamor for attention, and amid the host of stimuli to which people are subjected, it becomes more and more difficult to absorb and cope with any one part of the environment, to say nothing of dealing with it as a whole.”
— Lewis Mumford, Technics and Civilization
“But lo! men have become the tools of their tools.”
— Henry David Thoreau, Walden