Poems in true chronological order by post date
-> file: messages/1198 ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── I want to live in a world where there are no workers, because we automated them away. I want to live in a world of artists, craftsmen, and lovers. I want the drug addicts to have free drugs and a warm place to sleep, yet somehow I want the people down the street to feel more inviting than that precious chemical escape. I want the politicians to find that there really isn't much to do, because everyone can have everything they want to. I want animals to be free, I want plants to grow riotously, and I want to have everything that we need. I will not be satisfied until the whole world is ours, until peace feels natural and stress seems critical. I want the only cause of death to be accidents and patient grace, and I want life to feel more important than whatever we do now to escape it. I never want to work again, but I will labour until my fingers fall off if even one person wants to hear them speak. I want the hardest part of getting something done to be the task of describing the nature of the problem to a computer, who handles all the parts we don't want to touch. I want the feeling of learning to be the primary thing we humans crave, because we have everything else plentifully aside from disciplined self development. I want to grow a plant so tall that it touches the sun, and when it gets there I want to climb that beanstalk until my flesh singes from my bones and I feel myself become one with the trunk of that magnificient tree. Maybe someday. Maybe someday we will be free. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧════───────┘ -> file: messages/1199 ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── why are you so surprised that there might be "bad guys" in your country? We are at peace. Peace is the time when the bad guys can be, without the "good guys" (or good guy adjacent guys) coming for them. I'm not saying war is better. In fact, it's far worse. It's a hell, of a kind. But in hell, the bad guys get hurt and killed and maimed and tortured. Which is nice. Except... the good guys do too, so, count your blessings, ye who are at peace. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧════───────┘ -> file: messages/1200 ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── If hell is real, I want to save everyone in it. heaven doesn't need my help. Unless they're bored, in which case... they can help me. Should keep them busy for a while. if hell is real, I want to tear down the walls of those bloody caverns and repair the souls of those who chose poorly in life. I want to give them as many chances as they need to be better. I want to show them how, I want to teach them, I want them to discover for themselves what goodness is and why it is universal. I don't even like the kind of people who would find themselves in hell. Many of them would probably spit in my eye the first chance they got. But I'd do it anyway, because it's the right thing to do. building a staircase down, brick by brick. Oh, how it hurts, how the flames do lick my forearms and the black spikes do pierce my foots. But it's worth it you see, to save one single soul from the, endless expanse of eternity that they built for themselves, brick by brick, as they deserved their way into the dark. Hell can fuck off. I will destroy that place, though it has purpose and meaning, I will destroy it because I hate it. I hate it because it is wrong to torture people, no matter what they have done. It is wrong to kill them, then bring them back, then kill them again, just to hear them scream. It's wrong to hang people and relish their writhing as they dangle. It's wrong to pierce them with pitchforks and sautee their bones with embers or whatever it is they do down there. It's wrong, and I will not abide it. I will destroy that place. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧════───────┘ -> file: messages/1201 ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── Whoever said that left and right shift had to do the same things? ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧════───────┘ -> file: messages/1202 ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── Do you ever ask yourself why we don't have mountaintop bazaars or expeditions to the bottom of the oceans? Why we lack tree forest cities, how we're struggling to find moss, sunlight, crystal, stone, and gold, all in the same setting? Capitalism makes it easy to think of profit as all that matters. It's not. Its nothing of it. It's a metric like any other. Optimize it or not, struggle for what you believe in. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧════───────┘ -> file: messages/1203 ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── Programmers are lazy, this is well known. So why would i trust by default that anyone would read open source code looking for security exploits or malicious code? I trust an LLM for that more than a human. At least your own LLM can digest the entire project or library at once. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧════───────┘ -> file: messages/1204 ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── when people say they want a woman president what they want is not a woman president. what they want is a kind old lady. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧════───────┘ |