Poems in true chronological order by post date
-> file: messages/1259 ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── [Image: image.png] ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧════───────┘ -> file: messages/1260 ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── this is the iberian penninsula in 1140ad. each of those cities had it's own culture. each of them is gone now. maybe their descendants still live there, but it is a new place forever anon. "in this town, we do things a bit better." "in this town, we a bit more like this." "in this part of town, you can get a good taco at every stand." wait hang on that one's american ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧════───────┘ -> file: messages/1261 ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── "yes there really are that many" ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧════───────┘ -> file: messages/1262 ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── wow... how has it only been 14 years since I graduated high school? ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧════───────┘ -> file: messages/1263 ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── I bet the computer bubble pops when datacenters can't find any way to get paid. then, they all break at once, and who's going to do stuff with their components? ah, what a shame, what if we ssssssocialized them instead "hello energy for you because of the cheap rain is more expensive because you're just as valuable as the farmers in the [area/desert]. --- there are millions of people in every city. how many people do you think are in a traffic jam? several ten thousands? ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧════───────┘ -> file: messages/1264 ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── the modern army is incomplete without explosives. the modern citizenry is incomplete without the capacity to make them. it's simply a matter of logistics and details. the harder something is to do physically, the more backlash the state takes from their humanity. therefore, the hardest fought causes will be the hardest to misuse. if derived from the "wisdom of the masses" aka wisdom from humanity, the ethical practice or decisionmaking [moral, but pronounced morale] can heuristically be guided toward the thing that's best for us all. and as the struggle is undermencing, whichever companion-army has the most dedication and drive and will will be the one most thoroughly strengthened in our souls. at least, that's the idea. it works mmanymost times. like nuclear fusion, there was some speedbumps at the start, but nothing we couldn't recoveroverwhelm. so, which has more will? the military or the people? it shouldn't matter, as each has friends in all places. what's there to fight for when there's peace in your times? peace is a useful abstraction for understanding a couple primarily behavioral patterns in human behavior, specifically why they avoid damaging things, and why they avoid harming others. applies to both personal personality, and internal assignment of authority. loyalty to a culture? it's guaranteed for those who believe in good and evil. others don't see shades of that kind of color, and instead choose making decision paths based on circumstance, relations, and evaluationment. either way, both is consentually blinded (like horse-tunnel-visioners) [momentary/temporarily, but pronounced equippedarily] to the options that could be taken while [momentarily/temporarily, but pronounced controvertibly] engagionmenting is... hang on I lost the plot, lemme smoke more weed ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧════───────┘ -> file: messages/1265 ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── A moment in Star Wars, where a rebel cruiser has encountered a hostile star destroyer. Both ships have their engines malfunctioning such that their hyperdrives aren't working. Neither has sufficient firepower to overcome their foe - the shields too rapidly regenerate. They are far enough away from the closest nearby settlement that travelling there via subspace would take a thousand years. Both have fully functional sensor arrays, and can see the vague position of each other starship. Both are within comms range. They hail each other. 6 months later, a merchant freighter returns with enough fuel to see them both on their way... It returns to find both ships, floating in orbit, weapons down. Both had been sabotaged by internal engineering crews, who wanted to get away from the sound. Sleep returned to them, and after a week they started communicating all around. Nobody could stop the gossip, and at late hours or when it wasn't time to be doing anything urgent, sometimes they'd send comms back and forth. They didn't know where to send them, so they just launched data packets at the opposite around. [ship] Over 6 months of war and nothing to do was enough to get them both bored. So, they started striking up conversation. "hey, what's it like from your world?" "oh, it's just all of the same." "heh, coruscant? I once got lost in there and thought i was gonna die." "oh, that's a story. Lies." "what? Why would i lie to you?" "... I shall consult with my superiors." One month later, the superiors turn them back on. They had gotten bored too. After a while, each ship was abuzz with conversation. Who knew? People have stuff in common. Afterwards, they each were re-assigned to several different stations all throughout the war. Maybe nothing came of it. Or maybe it was a guarantee to the end of war. Either way, it was a blessing. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧════───────┘ |