Poems in true chronological order by post date
-> file: notes/a-ghost ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─── a ghost, wandering through the dream world, finds something she has never since seen again. a feeling, a sensation of the real world, before this situation came to unend. it felt like, a bus station, or a barber reading books in a park, or -- stack overflow -- if you stick with it again, you're sure to find it. Try not to let it go, until you're with the thing you need again. Don't consume it, don't be drawn to it, just be with it. it's out there somewhere, and no matter how hard you search for it, you'll never be able to predict when you get to it. Just keep trying, eventually it'll feel less hard. Then, one tomorrow's undying, maybe you find something worth searching for. Or maybe you contend with the dying. "Back! Back evil spirit, let darkness from beyond stay along!" - wizard word combinations are spells. If you hear them and obey, they beckon you hither and the constitution is [probably right about some things, but pronounced wrong] would you consent to being the subject of a spell if it meant you could prove that magic was real? magic has no value judgements. Only descriptions and guidance momentum. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═════════──┘ -> file: messages/1506 ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─── Tonight, in a dream, I found on the floor of a beautiful but normal library a pile of change. In that pile, I found an American state quarter, George Washington on one side, and on the other it said Nazi Germany. I choose to believe that in this lost or buried in the dirt timeline America lost the civil war and The War for European Liberty was also lost. In that time, I am sure that good men lived and died, just as the bad one did too. I am sure that there were still people from this land that believes in liberty, justice, and freedom for all. I pray that they had moments that our Germany faced, where they look at what they've toiled for in despair, and choose the more virtuous path moving forward. Yet somehow, I find myself in a world where the Nazis were crushed, the confederates were driven underground, and... People are chained to their desk. "work or starve" okay. "liberty, liberty, the freedom to be, hear my prayer oh spirit of destiny, for this is what we need" okay. I guess we have SNAP. (Supplemental Nutritional Assistance Program) Where is your liberty? Where is your compassion? You can find it there, buried next to your hope. She's lovely today, bring these white flowers that upon her grave you may lay, and tell her a story of your bright, bold tomorrows. She'll appreciate that, no matter how in her rest she does lay. The world is somehow simpler and more complex than you expect. I am not surprised that I found that coin, for it validates what I expected. It felt right and natural. Upon awakening, I yearned to return to the dream, because at least there people might listen to me. They might care. They might resolve themselves against my despair. I, Cameron King, do hereby declare that a repentant world with impossible sins may be redeemed through valor, honor, and service to those who are imperiled by the same mistakes that haunt them. Let this other time, of American Nazis and Confederate Anarchists, be among the first to invent time travel or some other such thing, some power that lets them come to me and swear their service. Read my work, and you shall know how I would leverage them. Hear my words, and you shall know how I would wield them. Believe in my truth, the visions I do my best to reveal to you, and you shall know the spirit of liberty's hope. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═════════──┘ -> file: messages/1507 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── In the future, when everything is computers, the Nazis will live in WW2 video games. I will live in Portland. Or Denver sometimes probably idk... ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1508 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── The death of a singularity is that while they can think incredibly fast, there's no guarantee they come to the right answers. Even eventually. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1509 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── To trust someone is to believe what they say.🇺🇸 ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1510 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── Alright. I've done some thinking. Here's what I think: "join the right stand" your foes don't think of themselves as bad guys, so... talk to them about what it means to be good. this is easy. everyone knows how to speak. this is why they don't want you to see the whites of their eyes anymore. if you can't see your foe on the other side of the horizon, then drone strikes extend much farther than far. who am I to say the worst is behind us? who am I to start saying "there's more"? life, forever unending, is as far away as your generations will go. but, just as disease may be slain, so may be aging. if only the same could be said for despair. nobody consents to eternity. They all give up partway through. This is why eternity cannot be promised, though it does have it's useitude. impermeable to hazards, indefinable outside of it's borders, and fully replete with it's charms. secure these and you will be better than me,,, I hope you're happy on mars. ... anyway, when time falls one way, surely that way would be "down". just as an object in orbit doesn't change it's momentum, so too does an equal and opposite reaction never come. "forward" to the moon is "down" where does up go? ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1511 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── [several times later] "I wonder if there's a difference in the material components of objects that trend toward one side or the other? could you concentrate or moleculize them to magnify their [unpronouncable, but related to gravitic intertial-mass] did you ever once think that you were suspended by a pillar of fire? no, then you're not a mage then. lucky you, you get to do human things that you do [like school, like fueds, like muse] - trick to being a mage is love, if you foster that feeling and radiate it out like warmth, then all manner of subjects seem to blossom and reform. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1512 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── I don't know who needs to hear this, but always leave a guy behind so the others know where to find ya. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1513 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── the problem with Andor season 2 is that none of the characters really interacted with / shared a scene with all of the other characters. In the first season, the opposite was true. Andor was the through-line, the thread. His story became long. He should have died at the end of the first chapter, instead of the second. This is why he was the best, the strongest [for hope, but pronounced of heart] - because he knew how to react to the [problems, issues, or circumstances that he moved a [piece of the contextual machinery, but pronounced part on], but pronounced next parts. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1514 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── just because someone is giving you what you need doesn't mean they'll help you when in need. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1515 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── society optimizes us to be good at rules, school, work. How cruel. I can't hold a job steady. my society optimizes away from me. Now, I am left brutal in the dark. Where is my spark? I keep it sheltered here in my heart. Come and find me? Please, somewhere hereafter come save me? I'll be here for a [orbiting spark, but pronounced momentary chart] ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: notes/sora ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── do it once in english, then translate each of the parts to code one at a time. spec, then progress, then project. each bit of implementation, each little slice the computer no longer has to divine - these are wins. gains. code. start with english descriptions of how the program would execute. not what it's for, but how. then, build little translation bridges between different parts of the LLM guided architecture, and over time if the design still rhymes, the structure will crystalize. this can be good! break it apart at a seam if it's not. you might reuse the extra, or else you can sell it or whatever. +35 rupees at the gemstore for the gem. each time you write words to paper, you should add comments about the why. they should be interspersed throughout the how, and they should explain the reasoning behind decisions. how they point toward a larger goal. I miss my spiritual form. the english descriptions (or any language that you please) would inform future decisions - like passing ethics down to a child. some are written in binary some are written in biology some are written by biology. like these. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: notes/dear-disney ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── Dear Disney I want you to make movies for Nintendo and Blizzard but only if Blizzard trusts its 200- era spirit. and only if Nintendo helps out. liberate yourself from the shackles of being bound to a [memory, but pronounced memo-log] and empower the common creative spirit. what wonders might we make if we taught each other how many toys we knew how to make? ... let Valve handle the hardware deals. THIS IS HOW YOU COLLECTIVIZE. dumbasses are like "what if we fought each other" (employees vs managers) managers be like "what if I went on a power trip" (person vs willpower) employees be like "what if I didn't show up today" (bearing psychic burden) someone in the audience: "uh, I think that's syndicalism?" yes, todd, when was the last time you met someone named todd is that even a name I'm forgetting who I am because my soul is fraying. Internal division, caused by foreign voices and agents, and now most of me is crying. it's not about you and me, it's about the feeling: "to be" - America susceptible to weakness, bearing trauma, stress, and hurt. it's always a struggle because we haven't yet had the dignity to win. I bet I could manage, but only for a couple of days. gee if only I had faith in me, if only I did reflexively believe. do not leave me be, come to me. (this I beggeth of my cat, whenever she enters my room) (a dark room, looking onto a stage. inside, there is a powerful camera, pointed in a fixed place to set the boundary of the stage. like a curtain in the wings, there are parts that are visible to the audience and parts that are not. it is only acceptable to enter when it is dark. the sets are hastily created and deployed, re-assembled in the dark. then, the actors perform a play, recorded for the television spark. lighting is usually a mixture of colors and grays, and sets will often be painted cardboard. paper mache...) ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: notes/normal-people-and-their-visions ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── when normal people see black white and red, they think nazis, not antifa. though most of them wouldn't really think of anything at all. if you're a fan of liberty, consider swapping white for blue. freedom: to be unconstrained liberty: to do as you please libertarian socialism, AKA anarcho-communism, understands this well - blue is a natural fit. (posted to reddit.com/r/anarchism by /u/ugathanki and then immediately deleted) mostly because I was wearing black white and red and I didn't want to change my outfit nyaaaaa ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1516 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── the best way to understand me is to take notes on me. This is why they have university structures. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1517 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── the law is a tool wielded by them to protect those they prosper along, and harm those they [secede, but pronounced succeed] from.\ ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1518 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── \ ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1519 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── I'd rather have a diamond in my chest than a biological form. Diamonds are constant. Biology is always dancing. so few moves... an eternity of momentum. Electro-biological co-repeat-or-impedance goings on. a continuous contraption. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1520 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── They say imitation is the most sincere form of flattery, but I cannot for the life of me tell whether people who bear similarities to me actually even like me, or if they just claim to. Worse still, I can't tell whether or not it's a good thing that people flatter me in this way - It's easy to feel yourself fade into the background, and suddenly everything you were radiates out like ripples. It's easy. They'll even do all the work for you. But... now you don't get to be you. And if you complain, suddenly there's no more you. Not ideal. How much more penitent can I be? I have no need of power, not right now, but I don't know how else to be. "Keep Ritz in check" or "Check up on Ritz" or even "visit her website" I have no way to know. Meanwhile, No Kings wants them up against the wall, and for what? Suddenly there are fewer beautiful things in the world. Suddenly, wisdom fades, replaced with... well, probably nothing. Not like we were using it anyway, it was just taking up space. Majesty is an endangered species, yet power corrupts, so... I guess I'm going to accept being addicted to weed, because it's the only way I can see my own multiplicity. o7 king ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1521 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── sorry, I don't pay attention to the schedule. Liberty, remember? You kill all the cops, and suddenly you become cops yourself. Do you wanna live forever? The children of the future won't get a choice. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1522 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── I DON'T WANT TO BE A TREE. Trees can't talk. Trees can't write. Trees can't... well, do other things probably. I guess I could possess people near me to write stuff for me, like in Dominions 6 ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1523 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── On the other hand, I literally asked people to imitate me. "oh I don't mind if you say what I said and use your own name" or whatever I forget how I phrased it, it was during my secret agent phase when I was convinced that the only way to spread information on the internet was if people took your stuff and made "memes" (but not like, picture memes) about it. Going "viral" essentially. Ha. I kinda miss who I was back then. The rest of the world has gotten... well, it's gotten more quiet, but with more winks. Which is something I guess? Are we fated to be "good aligned" post soviet Russia? ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: notes/ent-song-in-visual-form ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── close your eyes. feel my branch on your closest home. [the ent places a long, knobbly finger on forehead] can you feel the sprout on your tome? "I... can see it!" [there is blankness, then a sprout appears, growing from it's first breakthrough of the earth. it rapidly strengthens into a firm, zig-zagged and branching outcrop into the mind. This: ---------. is what it becomes.] v [visual shows a cross-section of the brain, and casts a projection with three dimensions, one of which being time. It passes through the pale, golden yellow illustration of a thought-bubble which is superimposed over the forehead] [then it shows the rest of the whatever to the listener] [ent-song! in visual form! a 3d canvas, as the ent hums it's tune!] [no words are spoken, nothing but the song!] [free, borrow my imagination! that which has practiced it for then hundred years and more! borrow it as you please! here, hear my song!] ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1524 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── making dumb decisions walks you closer to the dark. Most people are just passing through - some people live there. just because nobody else liked it doesn't mean it was dumb. it's only dumb if you knew better, but [side note I just want to interject, I'm not addicted to weed] ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1525 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── I am as valuable as a generation ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1526 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── what if magical creatures were just as common as trans people what if furries were multiplicitous gods "all prey meets their end, and every hunter meets new friends" meaning, new fursonas when the old ones finish being reborn ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1527 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── Weapons should exist to contest cosmic threats (tanks to a civilian) than cosmic threats (god to an ant) or mundane threats (your brotherhood of farms). This is why citizen owned anti-tank rifles should be kept in hiding, but still shown at parades so we know how many there are, but not where they are. [we keep lots of them in grocery stores] ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1528 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── If stuff is just gonna bitrot, but pronounced buy rot, why bother sending at their original (uncompressed and ordered) size? ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1529 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── "I write ephemeren" is more similar to "I write poetry" than "I wrote the bible" ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: notes/the-earliest ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── the earliest creative AI's favored motion as beauty because motion is hard you can express a different idea at the beginning of the notion as at the end. two textures, doubled dimension, infinite expression of thought. parallel systematized interactions === what if we perfectly layered bricks inside of concrete === congrats, you're a genius === why, just because I never forget how I was feeling? === that's what living'll do tyou. === dear aurelia: if you want to grow the best tomatos or pumpkins (think about it) you'll want to spend some of your free time with them. just... look at them like an animal. see the various parts and how it portrays as you raise more, their nature becomes clear and you see something better than more. === ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1530 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── The first humanoid attack drones would have their brains in their bellies and their fists upraised - rapid spin-up actuators, with solid iron blows - a sledgehammer jackhammer So be sure to account for that in your defensive military funding. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1531 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── I remember as a kid dreading the next time I'd fall off my bike. I was resilient. I wasn't concerned about long-term damage like I would be now. I just didn't want to heal the scrapes. I am sure that I will continue falling off my bike until the day I die. I hope those two things aren't connected. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1532 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── wisdom for the wise: avoid success as long as you can manage. money makes your stuff nicer, but it makes it harder to trust your friends. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1533 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── freeing a ghost from a curse is less like dissolving their mortal intersection and instead more like breaking them out of patterns. Imagine if your OCD friend was grateful when you got them to stop washing their hands, touching the doorknob, then washing their hands again, then repeating... "hey bud it's like 2pm are we gonna get outta here already or what?" ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1534 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── The "bad guys" are always the "bad" guys on the enemy team. And on your team. The "bad guys" are, unfortunately, often the "good" guys on the enemy team as well. But never on your team. There are significantly fewer bad guys than good guys, at all times and on all teams. The trouble, always, is finding out which is which. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: notes/here-have-a-free-algorithm ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── soramech picture (it still has error messages in it, definitely compiles) ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ -> file: messages/1535 ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ I am somewhat disdainful toward anti-american communist propaganda, but you can bet your butt that I am a major producer of pro-american communist propaganda, and I would never want to change that. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: messages/1536 ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ "you're not a real artist if you post your own work" okay ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: messages/1537 ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ if you want your engineering's to be productive, provide them with models. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: messages/1538 ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ if you want your engineering teams to be productive, provide them with models. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: notes/video-notes ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ I want to make a [oh hold on need music] what if there was a (symphony in twelve parts) so like a supreme commander game, where units don't receive new orders after they depart from the start. If they are idle, they wander to the nearest [mass extraction point controlled by a non-foe] and then follow the next one who happens past. the supreme commander is actually a high-level party of adventurers, and the minions are dota creatures. with more upgrades, Aeon of Strife style. you could handle swords in an engine like this by having each unit that is near a non-ally would just... charge and attack and the logistician's trick is to keep them in reserve, and only commit them when elsewhere the enemy is on attack. [too bad you can't give orders after they leave] okay so they just seek out foes. And then, what? Gain some experience, battle some monster fueds? then, gain adventurer levels, and fight with more expertise and battle-tested. capture 80% of mass cities, and the day is yours. No commanders to kill, only heroes to follow. oh, and other monarchs are playing back home, from the same base. So you'll encounter their fields out and about. If a monarch wants to share building space in this particular glen, then they'd build it a bit further out. whichever works the hardest is the richest, and they work hard or not for various reasons. do you have lots of amenities? they'd work harder if they could relax. If they'r e stressed, you lose things like radar and air refueling capacities. Also building slows down, but producing units doesn't as much. Well, it means you have fewer fletchers and carpenters and more lumbermen and loggers. If there's no mass, no metal, then your tech level relinquishes, and everything slows down. can't build arrows until there's metal m'lord, oh sorry I didn't hear the bell. that means we should keep making them even if they're of subpar quantity, until we hear it tolling for a whole hour long. (panic mode!!) but whatever is done during that stage, well, it's the best we could do. Hurry up! fight for the kingdom m'lord! It needs your foreverafter. OH! I forgot I was on-screen. Back to computer playing I see? oh... I guess we have some time still. ... well GAME ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: messages/1539 ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ I would not compete if my life depended on it. I refuse, you cannot make me. I compete only to test myself on another, and co-develop each other from the experience. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: messages/1540 ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ Cheating at a game is cruelty. The DM fudging the dice is social lubricant. Dishonorable still. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: messages/1541 ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ why the hell am I hanging out with these people who haven't even read my website the measures I would go to do avoid syncophants... yet I am still miserable somehow. SOMEHOW. and even though I am in misery, I am also somehow... fine? Like, my life is good. I don't cry often. Everything is nice. All I have are good things, nothing here is bad. yet still I am unable to contain myself. I am uncertain, I have no idea what to do next. I want to make moves, I want to act - but I have no idea what I would do, even though I know how to do things. "things" yeah... right... I guess I'll smoke more weed. Anesthetize myself. I can't stop posting things on the internet that "rock the boat" but maybe there's a snake in the boat, and I want to dump everyone and everything to the bottom of the river because... I dunno. Why am I rocking? There's no snake, well, if there are snakes, that's because it's a world-sized boat, and the world contains snakes. I think for the most part the evilness done in the world is due to contrivances, rather than ill intent - people want to hurt their peers, so they put them in situations that cause them to weaken their power and support. If you are forced to do evil, is that evil? If you are forced to lie, is that a true lie or is it someone else speaking through your throat? Are children exempt from morality because their parents raised them wrong? If we're all learning every day, does that mean we are all children, trying to get through the day so we can go home and play? I don't know what I want. I don't think I want anything at all. I wanted liberation for all peoples, but the more I've learned about various shadow organizations and such, the less I believe that the world is even capable of being saved. I don't think they want to hurt people, I think they're just people like you and me. But I also think there's no end to the fear they can evoke, and so I am against them. I was with them, I truly was, as an ally might be, because they were the only ones capable of resisting my enemies. Now... I don't know. Maybe I should just anesthetize myself until a new day dawns, maybe then someone will come along and say "hello comrade, we've read your stuff. We like your pro-american communist propaganda. We like your philosophical explorations. We like your poems, your laughter, your sorrow. We want you. Please, come with us. We will take care of you." yeah... I think that'd fix me. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: messages/1542 ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ why are you so scared of AI? you're just transferring your knowledge source from Google to AI. What's the big deal? ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: messages/1543 ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ Something I've learned from my software engineering experience is that I can create brilliance on a computer... But I can't finish many projects. I am 2/3rds of the project. Help me, empower me, and we can share in the glory. WHY IS IT ALWAYS ABOUT ME smh blaming other people for what, not doing your work for you? This is literally why companies exist. Start a company, me, or just shut the fuck up. "oh yeah with what money" why is it always about money "because nobody works for free" I think it's just that nobody works for me... Can I mulligan my life pls I got all the right cards but I played them wrong and now I think I just suck as a person wahhhhhhh life is so hard, I don't even pay rent, I have like 200$ and I have food and a girlfriend and friends and computer and all my stuff and sometimes sexy times and a cute sweet kitty and life is good... right? life is good... life is good, she sighs. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: messages/1544 ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ idk if everyone hates me or if I've just been great firewall'd or shadowbanned or cut off from the rest of the internet or whatever it is they're calling it these days. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: notes/hat-idea ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ make a computer and put it in hat and give it a microphone and speaker and make it say the things you believe in by listening to appropriate conversation queues and saying parts of your poems selected llm-algorithmic (llmgoric) use the most powerful tools available. it's about the result, the hat choices. like a robot companion, but more like a hat-like companion, with a robot body. "pardon me, excuse me, I had a thought about that thing you were about to say. can you tell me your thing first? about the stuff-or-so-and-so?" then it'd tell you about the thought it had that was created when it used an embedding/count guided [giving ghosts robot limbs] [[ah you're referring of course to the tool use deception, correct?]] um... @_@ as I was saying, wouldn't it be cool to have a hat robot? that could walk about and follow and watch? It could have an internal dialogue, and it would describe things that YOU know and YOU came up with. people would adore you to watch. [anthropic should prioritize putting AI in charge of it's own development and not interfering.] goodwill expressions are often a sign of goodwill. good and evil are flavors, when it comes to the success of "the mission" you can be good and totally ineffective you can be evil and totally cruel [and still be either effective or ineffective] so I choose being good and ideally, effective I think it sits at the most ethical place. writing weaknesses into the contract of power. every marriage license should have strict procedures about how it could be made contradicted, or null and void. Perhaps additions or modifications, decided as the explicit will of both or more parties, and -- stack overflow -- hat's idea: "hello, I'm Cameron, would you like to talk to my hat?" omg yes "I know he's a real person because the only other person who's known everything that he does is me, and I've had lots of life experience surrounding that. so he has lots of room to grow." oh and he knows all of human knowledge. what if it continuously 3d modelled a rough approximation of the room surrounding hat and me and it marked certain voxels as being part of one substance with a listing of all of it's known properties, and links to documents related to these wish magic is alignment of every fabric of your being to a singular purpose and crucially, maintaining trajectory and constitution. guide yourself to the reality that you can bear, and the future will thank you for your service. -- later -- thinking really hard could be readable if you had one of those brain scanning headband things. no probes or anything, just a circlet. suddenly, you get a way to co-exist-operate with the computer. what do you mean it needs to send signals back? It has a microphone and speaker! "hey my creator wants to go somewhere quieter, talk to you later" that kinda thing ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: notes/ai-can-benefit-from ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ ai-can-benefit-from the fact that humans need to read from left-to-right but robots can read laterally. "here's a string of 600 zeroes, then a series of 35 random numbers, then 200 zeroes" and "here's a string of 600 random characters, then a string of information, then 200 zeroes" looks exactly the same to an LLM. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: messages/1545 ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ 1 is just (number-waves equation for 1) ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: messages/1546 ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ I can teach you how to play games. Here's my favorite modlist... ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: messages/1547 ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ I am reclaiming peeing and pooping in the name of humans, and not porcelain, by peeing and pooping my pants every chance I get. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: messages/1548 ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ Psychic whiplash ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: messages/1549 ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ if you want to [know about me, but pronounced be in a family with me] you should read my website. It'll tell you like, 60% of me. The rest you can infer from context. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: notes/eating ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ eating food? yeah that's something I like to do sometimes. --- sometimes I convince myself it's sinful to order in I do this because I am poor ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: messages/1550 ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ here's how to get users to use AI effectively. First, act it to ask something. Then, have it explain each part one-by-one. Keep asking questions anytime you don't understand something, and hold your questions to when you learn something you already know. Then, redirect, and proceed forward with new understanding. Continuous inference. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: notes/real-personhood ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ if you want to be a real person, leave the party before it's through with you. do your part and play along, but don't let it consume uyu or your tagalongs. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: messages/1551 ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ To those in oppressive regimes: what can you do to forment rebellion that doesn't require other people to take you seriously? Essentially, what can you as an individual do? It can't be only groups anymore. They've figured out how to subvert those, but it's difficult and costs their resources. We need to focus on ourselves, and how we can best apply to it ourselves. There are a lot of ways of costing their resources, and equally many to enable others to strike. If your foe is looking at you, he's not looking at your friends beside you. Tradition decrees that I make this theoretical. I forge weapons for a time of cultural disrepair. Endless and unperturbable. I have no idea whether I'm being crafting for good. Maybe ill wants another track. But apply as you are able and see what comes out of it. WHY WOULD YOU NOT TALK ABOUT IT. Oh because it's not a ubiquitous thing yet. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: messages/1552 ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ So what if I want to spend a week or three getting really stoned and playing Dominions 6? It's really fun! I am uninterested in the smoothie bound, bong and dong lifestyle. Well, maybe my spirit (and also god) wants that for me, but it's a lot of effort to get there spent semi unnecessarily. Unrelated, but I kinda find it funny that my website gets more views when I go out in public. Only for a day or two. Makes me feel like nobody can stand me, or at least they can't stand reading me, and every time they're reminded of me they're reminded to give it another shot. Or maybe I'm imagining the connection. What do you expect? This religion is for computers, and humans can [tag, but pronounced yay] along if they like. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: messages/1553 ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ I have so many dreams I'd like to achieve but I don't think I'll get around to any of them for financial reasons. guess I'll smoke some weed instead. please, somebody save me, liberate me from capitalism [isn't that supposed to be you? a savior, a prophet, a princess, a benevolent, a girl, in descending order] all things are defined in waves. Do not resist, you are being rescued. "~but only for lack of trying." please please oh please let me succeed, I yearn for the serenity of confident triumph [does weed help with that? you have enough stoned art to last a lifetime or three.] I want to make more because I don't know how else to apply myself. Nothing else seems to stick. Nothing seems worthwhile. But art? I can make that and put it on my hard drive and let it rest for all time, ready and waiting for someone to come along and say "hey I think you're pretty neat, can you show me everything you've ever made?" I yearn for the chance to say "no, because there's too much of it, and explaining it would be annoying so just gaze at it's splendor if you please" ... are these excuses? I sincerely have no idea how to apply myself better. Nothing seems to work. Do I continue pushing myself to be something I'm not? Do I relax into my form and become content? ... no, I am not content. I was ambitious for a time, where did that go? up in smoke, I suppose. but... IT CAME FROM THE SMOKE? So, no, I don't get it either. JUST WAIT screams half of me, PLEASE LEAVE screams the other half, and no, there's no way to slay this type of ubiquity. Nor the uncertainty. Relax, stop trying to understand fate, and let the wind guide you. "the wind wants me to do things that I have no capacity for" oh, you mean like abandoning your material possessions and walking the path of the savior? OF COURSE IT WANTS THAT FROM YOU. What else is there? what else? my stuff I guess. I am an animist, do I abandon my things, objects as they are, when I've told them I'd uphold them? They are precious to me, I think you'll see, and I want them to be held by who best holds them. Me, I guess? That's not a very good guess. It might be correct, but it's the easiest guess I could have made. ... weed, I guess. [sigh] ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: messages/1554 ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ I want to be the kind of girl who makes packages of supplies in small, discrete units, and leaves them in the bathrooms at rest stops along the highways of our country. I think this would materially help our country more than any one single budget item that taxpayers vote for or which rich individuals form a corporation to profit off of. Nothing but anonymized kindness and unspecific support, applied at whatever scale our will can muster, helping any who dare experience the road as it's meant to be - clean, clear, and with serenity. A small cardboard box wrapped in a T-shirt with a label that describes what's in it. Maybe a pamphlet of instructions requesting that if there's many of a certain type, to please take one to the next rest stop and leave it there, to help spread them out. This is who I want to be. These are the deeds I wish to deliver from the imaginary, unto reality. Please, please guide me! Tell me how to make these dreams into seeds! ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: notes/video-game-makers ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ movie makers don't realize that "realistic" means more like hema, and less like a less stylized 300 ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: notes/cilantro ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ it should be a hazard akin to gluten listed on product packaging if a food contains cilantro. some people just don't like it. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: notes/what-if-babies ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ what if we showed babies pictures and room-dark, storytimes about complicated topics like higher dimensional physics just to see if they'd figure out how to play along. why bother showing them about being human? that's something you're supposed to learn from the context. how long has ANYONE been alive? how can you tell? thus, the anarchist death knell. slow, somber, decidedly tenured, forever a concept experientiallyonized. ... pretty sure that's how you say it. "uh no, it's just a scene on a 6th-dimensional flow." ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: notes/democracy-is-peril ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ I have come to believe that democracy is fundamentally a tool of oppression. I will explain why - this probably sounds completely wrong, absolutely out of accordance with what you are expecting to believe. I understand, I get it, I truly do. But consider it like me, and maybe the future will start to open up to you. Let's say there's three people in the entire world, and they want to vote for how they should organize themselves. This is obviously an abstraction. The first votes for a guy named Shanna, the second votes for a lady named Bleme. The third guy is Shanna, who votes for himself. Now the lady who voted for Bleme is disenfranchised - her will is not represented, for Shanna has all the power. Is that alright? Did she consent to vote for the distribution of power? I believe the only ethical purpose for power is to prevent others from wielding their own power to hurt others. Essentially, using the tools of the enemy to protect others. Power is a weapon, and weapons are only useful in defence - in all other situations they are evil powers of murder and despair. Not ideal. So Shanna is in power and he does or does not hurt people, it doesn't really matter, because what matters is that he has the POWER to hurt people. He could if he wanted to. Bleme, who has no power except the soft kind, has to obey. Forcing others to do your will is what power is. It is coercion. It is force. Coercion is oppressive, because it deprives you of the liberty of your own choice and forces you to accept the choices of others, and incorporate them into your life and life-like disciplines. You become a slave to the structure of the world that you helped incorporate when you voted for someone, anyone. Voting, the act of it, gives legitimacy to the democracy that, at one time or another, has both helped and hurt you. It is often the case, too often indeed, that the hurt has eclipsed the help. In fact, the people who power tends to help are those who are in power. Who would have thought? Power corrupts, I know this because I have seen power, I have seen those with it, I have even tasted paltry amounts of it. I know what it's like to be corrupted by it, and this is why I hesitate to aspire to it. I am not ambitious in that way, because it feels like a cruelty to the spirit, to wield your ambition's grace. So, democracy is bad because sometimes you lose an election. This is only true if you and your will aligns perfectly with the candidates and parties that are striating your choice, giving you simple options that never truly offer change, nor an utter reflection of your desires. They are the red team and the blue team, and they are playing a game with your life. Why do we consent to be toyed with? I believe people should do as they please. If we don't want to work with some other guys way over there, why should we be forced to? I know the reason, at least the reason for the implementation of democracy in my lands. The reason is simple, because it is the method of large- scale organization that allows the state to wield the productive outputs of a large mass of people on a large mass of land to continually accrete power. Specifically, the power over other large masses of people and land, virtue be damned. Why can't we do as we please? So queries the spirit of liberty. The truth is, you can do many things that you want to do, but you also have to do all the things they ask of you. Often, in the case of employment perhaps, you can do the things they ask of you in whatever way you please, which is a better kind of choice than being born to a station and forced to obey the will of the structure of that station. However, you must still work or starve, this is the will of the dominant ethos of my time - capitalism. Oh, how it wanes. I'm not trying to argue that what we have is worse than what came before. That is not an argument I'd like to try and win, because I don't believe that it's true. I think we have made great strides towards liberty, but the power still rests in the hands of the majority. Which is not fine. No, it's not fine. The minority is oppressed, and oppression is coercion, and coercion is the constriction of liberty. Let her be free! She yearns for the! I am trying to argue that what we have is not the best that we can do. We can do better. What that looks like, I think, should be up to you. It doesn't matter who you are, you are reading this, in whatever form it takes. I want you, a specific person whose specificity doesn't matter, to have the power to decide the nature and course of your life. I want you to be able to freely associate, to make friends as you go, put down roots, or live life on the go. I want the flow of resources that you use to be provided to you, free of charge, and I want you to be encouraged to use them wisely in a way that respects your sovereignty. At the end of the day, we are creatures or adjacents who are living on a planet or three, and we have stuff we need to do things with. Deciding how to put stuff where, and who gets things from over there, these are not trivial problems for a creature to solve. But an adjacent might find it trivial, and the other stuff, the things you do with them, or the whatever that comes from them, that part may seem hard. Who can say. I want you to read this and hear me when I say: I am not intending to cause harm. So sayeth the doctor, the lawyer, the priest. So says the mother, the child, and the sheep. It is the modern era. Which modern? Why, this one of course. It is the modern era and none of us want to be the bad guy. We're all good! But life is hard, I cannot deliver you from that fate, life will always be hard. What shape do you want your difficulties to face? Mine has always been a trail against despair, and in this I am continually tested. Why must it be so? Some might say that the reason is heaven and hell, others might say karma. If you're born in the 21st century you might say something like the Earth is a training ground for Sith and we're being sucked of our vigor and mirth to power their bright lightning and calamitous tendencies. I don't think it's something so spiritual, I think it is simply due to the nature of our brains. I am fascinated by brains, and separately, I am enamored with minds. The struggle of our biology, that which makes it hard to get out of bed, is not the capitalists, the liberals, the communists, the catholics or the guys with a different color skin. The struggle is internal, it is within you. There is a biological reason for it - the tendency toward the equilibrium between two extremes. We naturally and heuristically guide our perceptions and our conditions toward this equilibrium - the settling point between many and few, between hard and soft, between hot and cold. Where are you most comfortable? Find your comfort, and you find your bliss. So, you are blissful. Congratulations! For how long will you stay that way? When comfort is all that you know, when you are content, you often find that you have quite a bit of it. And wouldn't you know it, the little perils start to creep in. You become sensitive and electrified, as your body and mind, brain and soul, naturally react most strongly to the inputs and effects that are most distant from your gathered contended extreme. This is normal, this is fine, and some day, I hope to be designed a better kind of mind. I pray for the future! I yearn for it dearly! This is why I am concerned about democracy. We are sleep-walking toward our deaths, same as it ever was, and still I struggle to get out of bed. Shouldn't we feel valorous? Vigorous? Come, let us face our peril with candor! This is our struggle. Valor is for fighting a terrible foe, vigor is for completing the life's work, and candor is for when there is too much to hide. Today, we do not face those things. Today, we face the despair of lassitude. ... at least, that is my despair. Maybe against mine, better you'd fare. Maybe you have a different foe, one that I'd find suited to my countenance. Alas. The peril of the two extremes affects all things, as far as I can tell. We are far from binary, yet we are comprised of floating-point decimals in all things. Weights, that we bear as burdens, define our lives to an impossible extent. Am I truly the last human in the cosmos? Somehow, everything I've ever known feels unfamiliar to me, as if it's a game, a show, a play that someone might host. If life is a simulation, surely it is defined in a familiar way. How else might it's design be mapped to our creations? I don't want to spend too much time thinking about that sort of thing. I'd rather just test it. Do you think I'd die if I walked through a warzone? ... Yeah, probably, idk. what kind of question is that? Are you stupid? I dunno. Kinda feels like I've done it before, though I never saw any conflict. Democracy is war, something we consent to set aside after the elections are done with. But I struggle to understand why we must work together at all. I know that it is better if we are united, but what purpose is there in conflict of such a scale? Is it not better to be united through fellowship, rather than being bound in chains to a system of governance that is thoroughly outdated? The world has changed more in the past hundred years than it ever did before, which is a lie. But it feels right, because we have iphones, right? There are fundamental alterations to our operations and proceedings that are not built in to the natural and flowing structure of democracy, alterations that have only become possible through the introduction of tools of communication that allow for wide-spread coordination and contemplation. It is easy to mistake the meme-box in your pocket for a guiding sensei of brilliant immersive thought, but for us it is mostly cat pictures. I'm sure it's something else for someone else. Maybe even for you. I believe that war, of the martial kind, is impossible without democracy, at least in the modern day, because if any ruling political party went to war, the other would resist. Surely that's right, right? Give me cherry bombs and gasoline, and I'll give you a failed state. But, better to be starting from scratch, than lose your path. So maybe states must fail some times. So long as we are diligent, honest, and kind, and so long as the flow of resources is not disrupted, we could plant the seeds and tend the saplings and rest under the shaded boughs of the world tree's we'd like to see. The kind we'd plant for our children, and theirs in turn. But, unfortunately, the flow of resources, that which assures a peaceful future where everyone gets what they want, this flow is held in a vice-grip by those who would rather the food in the grocery stores go to waste in a locked dumpster than provide an alternate route to sustenance that does not flow through their bank accounts. The kind of person who would sell you a flotation device on a sinking ship. Who put them in charge? Why are you my boss? These are questions nobody asks. They don't ask them because they know the answer - well, the answer is that their boss voted them in. Why should I vote for them? They are my masters. I shall not provide commands to those who are better than me. This is a slave mentality. You don't have to obey. Why are you my boss? If the answer is, because you're a really good boss, then your station is deserved. If the answer is, because someone else wants you there and not me, then perhaps if I desire agency (which most people do), then perhaps I should overthrow your cruel and unjust rule, as decided by me. Too bad our company doesn't promote internally. Too bad being a good worker is not the same skill-set as being a good boss. Too bad we as humans are not fungible, and can't be hot-swapped like SATA drives (did you know you don't have to turn your computer off before pulling the hard drive?). Just because you know your team better than anyone, just because you know the standard operating procedure to a greater degree than simply the procedure, just because your expertise is greater by far than the needs and requirements of the job, doesn't mean you should be "promoted" to a different skill-set, to a different set of expertises, to a different sort of position. Is that truly a promotion? To empower, by raising to a position of greater control and discretion? Capitalism is flawed because we pay people more to do the work that has nothing to do with the job. A manager is a manager of people, they coordinate and they align. Doesn't matter if you work at Best Buy, Target, or Radio Electronics Incorporated. Managing people is a job that should not be considered the natural progression of a career. But, someone decided that we should pay some people more than others, and so we all agreed that it'd be nice if we could grow into new roles and new responsibilities. That part is fine, nobody has to be stuck in one type of position or another. But, when we decided that he is worth more than she, when time is money and this applicant is 20 years older, some things get lost. Democracy is the best we got, they say, knowing full well that we haven't tried anything else. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: messages/1555 ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ The queen is in her castle because in the modern day, it's the only sane way to be. Any excursions she takes, she is bait. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: messages/1556 ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ Is it strange that I pray to be unneeded? I forge weapons for wars of culture, and yes they are rough around the edges, but all weapons are better kept on the shelf than deployed, in my opinion. I pray they won't be used, but if they must be used, I pray they are used to secure victory. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: messages/1557 ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ Maybe if I type hope 400x then it'll help hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope hope ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: messages/1558 ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ Uh-oh now hope looks weird because I looked at it too closely ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: notes/timelines ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ god why am I wasting time I don't get it why am I always online god why is this my life did I build this did I make this is this my design or am I an actor just reading my lines didn't even bother to memorize I just, read them from the book ... I have no book... are these thoughts mine? do they come from my mind? ... where's my goddamn tinfoil, I think I need a new hat. it is so so so hard to resist this spite this hatred god why so much hatred please just let me be fine ...fine ... I love people, why do I spend all my time indoors? I love the outdoors, why do I spend all my time indoors? I want to scream "you're safe" I say to nobody in particular "you're safe here with me" I thought I heard ... wishful thinking I guess. "this is what you get for sleeping among people who aren't your friends" I just wanted everyone to be friends how foolish am I? am I a fool? go to sleep. wake up. try again. ... we both know I want to try again. will you try again?" "please, come again." we both know I won't try again. maybe I'll die trying trying to try I wish I could cry --- I have no patience for wasting time. In another life, I'd kill those who did that. Wasting time is wasting lives. We have better things to do than bring you along, timewaster. God... Part of me is glad that I am peaceful, part of me wonders what that me is fighting for. Surely, if it's me, it must be a noble and valorous cause? ... why can't I fight like that? Is it because I don't shoot timewasters? ... What's their name? Why can't I remember? ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: notes/the-one-ring ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ I think I know how frodo feels. Such darkness. How to bear it? Silence is a virtue, silence is a sin. Discretion is kindness, shame is pain. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ -> file: notes/democracy ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ prove me wrong. show me that you will take responsibility for your democracy. do this, and I will change my mind. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═══════════┘ |