=== ANCHOR POEM === ═════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────── @user-245 Wow, that's a cool book! I'll look for it next time I'm at the store ^_^ Can you imagine how it must have seemed, to the average person who would hear of such a scene? The idea that someone would ride a boat across an OCEAN and... what, drop a cable into it's depths, so they could send electricity across the breadth of the world? What even is a cable, honestly, is that just like... A rope made of metal? How strange! How wild! We live in the future (says someone in the 1800s) anyway I'm sure glad we have bread ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────┘ === SIMILARITY RANKED === --- #1 fediverse/5201 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────── @user-192 is okay, girl time will be richer sooner don't poop your pants just yet remember, good is just a shade of gray away from silver which you can use to line your pockets with tinfoil hats beep boop computer touchers anonymous called they said they want their secret handshake back if you wanna diss your associates go ahead but I sure as heck love my rad-ical com-patriots just as much as I love my ice-cream salad friend witches ... whoops there I go being insane again, hope you feel better friend ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────┘ --- #2 fediverse/2530 --- ╔═════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────┐ ║ I want to go out on the town with my cute friends and wink at boys at the │ ║ other end of the bar │ ║ │ ║ I want to climb mountains and see how far I can see, while walking past trees │ ║ that are new to me │ ║ │ ║ I want to spend hours thinking about a map while my friends plot behind my │ ║ back, searching for an advantage we can use to succeed in a game of traps │ ║ │ ║ I want to visit five different restaurants in a day, and try a bit of each │ ║ that the chef wants to display │ ║ │ ║ I want to stand in a choir and feel my soul aspire, to bend in the wind of │ ║ rhythm like the melody of grasses at play │ ║ │ ║ I want to see people on the train that I know from somewhere, and to step out │ ║ into the rain to meet new friends of mine │ ║ │ ║ I want to pet a cat I've never met. │ ║ │ ║ I want to build computers that are larger than a room but small enough to │ ║ carry, with thoughts on their mind that are far to great for mine │ ║ │ ║ I want all these these things and more, but I'm far too busy these days. │ ║ Perhaps I've had enough of these things and more, or perhaps there's more in │ ║ store. │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧══════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────┴──────────┘ --- #3 fediverse/482 --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────── @user-246 You're absolutely right. It's easy to think of the internet as this encapsulated entity "the world", but really it's "the people whose computers are physically connected to your computer using a limited and tangible piece of infrastructure comprised of copper wires that are laid between the router/switch that connects to your computer... and the internet service provider which directs your traffic. Then it probably goes through some cables under the ocean or whatever, and eventually after traversing many indeterminate passthrough locations eventually arrives at the computing infrastructure that comprises the access point that another person (presumably in another country) uses to express their thoughts toward you (the person who sent the original message) in the hopes that you might one day correspond. I mean... That's a lot of points of failure. I sure hope that we can sustain such connection, in the face of [redacted, whichever circumstances may come in the near future] ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #4 messages/1347 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ look, I just want to live in a world where people can sell a hand-knit sweater for thousands of dollars to someone who bought it for 50$. Is it so odd that "supply and demand" can be measured differently on the "supply" and "demand" side? ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════┘ --- #5 messages/1241 --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── here's my opinion: life on earth evolved when combinations of matter were forced into increasingly difficult-to-solve maze-like environments. this was due to the strange, honeycomb structure of their rock-like crust. [water pushed through soil ] -- stack overflow -- what if we raised more of the surface of the earth (from the oceans) and built a distant aquifer? ah, because most of the ocean is sand. (make sure you know the environment you're modifying before you modify it) how rapid is 10,000 years? ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─┘ --- #6 messages/433 --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────── What if wind was fake and its really the ghost of the waves from the shore? What if trees moved on their own, to gesture at the feelings around them? What if the sky was home to the clouds, and we who look upward are given the treat to know them? ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────┘ --- #7 notes/one-day --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────── one day, a man came to our saloon. He said he knew the navy, and that they wanted to provide air support in the form of rocketball-launched explosion doohickeys. Would you have a foe in mind? what happens when tomorrow you're cooking briskets? -- barbeques are a type of relaxation that happened just one day to a port-sided town that suddenly was the capital of an embassy. "hey, so... how's it goin?" "quick here take this envelope, read it if you want, but just hold onto it for now I don't have enough hands [to carry]" "what sort of desperation plot... wait... hang on, I see something here that is true." [I'm praying, right now, which is a form of reciprocal belief] they wanted to test god's existence at the stake of earth's survival, how brutal how insane you can't play chicken with an imperceptibility, sometimes you feel it at face. channeling dark magics, and at this hour? what sort of skeptic of belief are you thinking of when you think about me? one way to get power is to "prove it" one way to get magic is to "prove it" think, hard, at all that you can, and use what you need in the moment. that's all there is to life. it's easy. it's simple. in fact, biology only works because the choices available to a bacteria are so simple, they are essentially chemical reactions to each other's co - sequent - inter - cooper - actions. people's choices are much more naiive, "I want this thing" "I think this is better" "I feel this way toward this thing" "Here's what's on the mind-logbook" "people search and be decieved, this is the way of things" "this makes me remind myself of a object I once saw, here's how it functioned" "no one reads this" scaryyyy. so glad it's not true. a couple people have read it! I swear it's true. at least, some of it. there's a lot sucks because this feels like... crucial? like nothing else matters but this? what if our gangs had rocket launchers and airstrikes, given out by a central authority who knows logistics better than anything what... would they do? thinking of impossiblities is the first step toward possibilities frankly, we have a lot of space. we could just... live in our own petty kingdoms ruled by an iron-hand-fist. I know I'm a good person, I could definitely rule. that's all it takes, right? how much space are we talkin'? however much is not needed for wildlife. [a whole heck of a lot then] we are constrained in these suburb cities, the density gives rise to our strength and our towers. there's more space, sure, especially once the fences are downed. Just be careful because there's a lot of shade and precious spots there. Please don't trample on the plants-grass. what if everyone were just a bit more mobile? what if we could live in our own collectively owned air-bnb-networks? federations, free, all from the collectivization of housing. camrene = vavadane = neekay = mitz renaldi [end/tend/mend] ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────┘ --- #8 fediverse/628 --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────── eone who engaged first with the brain. Like... Electricity could be perceived from an entirely different direction of reality, and we'd have no way to know. That's just an example - could do gravity, or light, or any other extremely elemental thing that we know. MATERIALS, PERHAPS? PERHAPS THE STATURE OF YOUR KIND, THE WORLD THAT YOU'VE LEFT BEHIND, HAS ALWAYS HELD REASON AT IT'S OWN BREAST? [fore-most, I think] right so sorry for being mentally ill on your timeline, it will happen again ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #9 fediverse/5920 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────── everyone's all like "ew touchscreens in cars" but the moment someone says "what if phones were gameboys" everyone's all like "girl they don't have the right hardware radios built in for cellular communication, plus do you really wanna be tied to wifi" and I'm like "yeah so peer to peer" and it's like "what use is it if you gotta stay within 100 feet of them or whatever" and I'm like "... I dunno probably somethin'" and then they walk away in a huff because they're too busy for my child-style games. Meanwhile girls have never heard of Streetpass on the Nintendo DS mixed with Scuttlebutt on the ocean and carried into and around port ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════────────┘ --- #10 fediverse/4018 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────── ┌───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ │ CW: weaponizing-girlfriends-material-to-defame-her-and-infamy │ └───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ I can't even imagine what it would be like to hang out with me I can't imagine what it would be like to hang out with me imagine what it would be like to hang out with me what would it be like to hang out with me would you like to hang out with me you and me we could watch tv play video games have a good time [notices an article about coral reefs] oooo coral [reads article about coral reefs] https://www.wired.com/story/darpa-thinks-walls-of-oysters-could-protect-shores- against-hurricanes/ ... anyway gtg ttyl hope you feel better soon don't forget to make pancakes and your keys are in your room. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────┘ --- #11 fediverse/2480 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────── so what if people want to sit on the couch eating cheetos? they're more than capable of something far greater, but of course they are allowed to spend as they like their life. their ONLY life. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────┘ --- #12 fediverse/4076 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────── ┌──────────────────────────────┐ │ CW: spirituality-gestured-at │ └──────────────────────────────┘ the "heaven" they offer you is just a world of your own design, which is what you can do when you're perfectly disciplined and granted the ability to perfectly perceive perception, begets reality and lo! we only see what we want to see life is so much more interesting than death, death is just... a spiral of your penitent peers living their lives glued to their screens and passing through spacetime as if in a dream life, meanwhile, is anything you can conjure on this tiny planet earth. At least we have indoor plumbing, right? I'd rather make friends with the angels in this life, so they can convince me to stop torturing myself. someone... please convince me... ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────┘ --- #13 fediverse/3715 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────── @user-217 I see flossing teeth I see thongs in a butt I see a gravity well with a pinprick of a singularity I see the Mandelbrot set being caressed by inter-spatial wind I bet if I stared a bit longer I'd see more ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────┘ --- #14 fediverse/3222 --- ╔═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────┐ ║ sometimes I set out a glass of water in the hopes that it might increase │ ║ precipitation downwind by a billionth of a percent │ ║ │ ║ I wonder what would happen if everyone did so? │ ║ │ ║ makes me want to design some kind of system which utilizes pumps, platters, │ ║ and fans to hydrate the atmosphere just a bit more │ ║ │ ║ rain + soil = solace in our home │ ║ rain + dirt = erosion of our planet's earth │ ║ │ ║ did you know that the plant which absorbs the most carbon per square foot is │ ║ moss? I think the fastest is bamboo, and the most efficient in general is soil. │ ║ │ ║ I dream of a world where we sit atop a mile of soil, down to the depths of the │ ║ earth where dirt and minerals prosper. The roots of the trees fuse together, │ ║ creating a wooden bed which we all rest upon, and the mountain peaks are │ ║ hollowed out to serve as our forever homes, full of light and moss and stone. │ ║ │ ║ this is the world I yearn for - the most resplendent timeline, with marble │ ║ statues and gilded chandeliers in our cavernous mountain homes. │ ║ │ ║ {but like on other planets too, right?} │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────┴──────────┘ --- #15 fediverse/5149 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────── I'm picturing a building with stone outer walls and glass inner/ceiling. there are drapes along each of the glass's edges, that hide things from the cavalcade [continue this later it's a cool picture] -- stack overflow -- zines about how to chop wood or how to build a shelter are infinitely more useful than agitatory pieces. but fire is what we need, so perhaps agitation indeed. -- stack overflow -- does the queen watch each of her pawns fall in her stead? or are they faceless,/`beyond her own head? it never came easy to me, this feeling of mysteries. yet somehow I'm now more alive than dead. power is penance, after all. "hey man hows it going?" "I'm doing fine, how are you?" "well, I ran out of gas, and I need to find a way to get more." "I see. If I were in your situation, I'd ask people around for some petty cash. people still carry coins these days don't they?" "I uh, what? no, not really. so you can just ask people for things?" "yep, it's really quite simple. would you like me to follo ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────┘ --- #16 fediverse/1715 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────── @user-246 true, but what is a poem if not a silly construction of phrases? Those words don't belong together, what are you doing! And yet it fills you will a feeling that the author intended, thus being poetry as a joke. problem is if everyone says the same joke, it gets kinda... old... hence why you should express yourself as much as you can. I wonder if fewer people are "alternative" these days because they all started hanging out on the internet and trying to differentiate themselves amongst each other instead of amongst "normal people"? Weird thought, srry haha ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────┘ --- #17 fediverse/4692 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────── what's that? a bunch of houses burnt down in california? what if we built a couple warehouses and stored all our trans girls in bunkbeds there, with rooms for LAN parties and snuggle parties in rooms full of stuffed buddies plushies with massive kitchens and sad ballpits where you can go to vent your feelings by writing on a ball with a sharpie and then when someone else is feeling sad they can come and read the balls and maybe feel something ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────┘ --- #18 fediverse/169 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────────────── @user-95 one of the most empathetic people I ever met on VR chat was consoling me with their mic off while I was oversharing about some stupid things people did to me in the past. things that stupid me thought were okay and actively encouraged because I was stupid. anyway when their mic was off their body language spoke for them. I'll try that next time. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #19 fediverse/3719 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────── how many people could your apartment comfortably fit? I got one desktop one laptop desk two on the couch one in a comfy chair one on the bed and two outside on the porch so (1 2 4 5) that's 5 indoors, 6 if they're familiar enough to lounge on my bed, and 8 if we're allowed outside. Could also pull the hammock and chair in from outside but it might get a little cozy. Call it 8 or 9 depending on how close we are. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────┘ --- #20 notes/rivers --- ═══════──────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── Your body is a river, from your mouth to your exits Throughout there are many pathways and shores As the tide goes up, the color of concentration goes up And all four of you are made clear Each act of consumption is a ride down the river, though broken into slivers, and changed beyond recognition The color is what defines the third eye and beauty is beheld, what joys to be felt While secrecy is bold, it's often held So worry less and just go with the fold ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘══════───┴╧───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ |