=== ANCHOR POEM === ═════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────── @user-366 @user-246 @user-367 @user-353 I try to be conscientious of such things and only believe the things I read that I agree with explicitly. I've been burned before, in my youth, which perhaps is a privilege that those who come beyond us might never experience in the future AI generated internet that shall scarcely resemble the wild wild west that I grew up in. Perhaps, but I cannot say for sure, as the future has necessarily not yet come to pass, and so we cannot see how it shall unfold. I hope people can learn the digital literacy skills I developed. I hope they learn new ones that they'll then pass on to me. I hope the future is grand and beautiful and... Frankly I don't think I'll be disappointed in that particular respect. : ) ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────┘ === SIMILARITY RANKED === --- #1 fediverse/5339 --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────── @user-1803 hey I dont disagree that what you're describing is a common outcome, but if it works for them then I consider that a success. I however, am different, I do believe in my heart that I am my own thing, and thats as close to enlightenment as I can imagine. are we not all making things up as we go? every moment of life is new, there is nothing that is not unique about every precious moment you experience. therefore, I do believe that rigid adherence to orthodoxy (like a bible) is opposed to our purpose here. "I think, therefore I am" implies that original thought is our true purpose. I believe we are here to express our true nature. To learn and apply lessons, to teach the young, and to build a strong and stable world built on collective kindness and trust. All knowledge is derived from the insights gained from standing on the shoulders of our ancestors. Humans crave novelty. Resisting that isn't virtuous. If god is made in our image, then I do believe that god would crave novelty as well. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────┘ --- #2 notes/trans-rights-are-human-rights --- ═══════──────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── "Being transgender is a mental illness" is something I've heard a lot. Online, in media, books, and at universities. But is it really? Well, do I not feel sick? Genuinely, every day. These words are far less common these days, having been defeated in the #marketplace-of-ideas, and for that I am grateful. I don't want to feel sick for my whole life. I'd love to be and feel normal, for just one single day. but it's never going to happen. I'm not so attached to my life, here, in this body. Bodies are temporary, they are the vessel with which we navigate the world. We use it to grow, change, learn, and create art. Without it, we'd be at a loss for sins and virtues. but they do not define us, not in our totality. We are the light that touches the world and for that, we are grateful. To be comprised of the dust of stars is the pinnacle of confinement. Though we are but pinpricks on the map of us, a ripple is emanated with every movement. The hand waves, the light bends. So to what do I owe the pleasure? In what way am I deceived? Reception is never great out in the forest. Or anywhere far from major population centers. The networks of our phones mirror the networks of transportation, creating a web of people - of signals - of light and information, carving their way through the ephemera that is the river of time. With distance we can see what once was mystery, and as all the words disappeared, we lost all our fears and we're left with our true forms. Centralized Processing Units are a bit like a city - in that respect free. silence is a virtue. the wandering mind is a trail to find, with no second chances. When I was a kid, I had a bouncy ball. I had several, but the one I remember most was black with a perfect white circle - inside the circle, a black jolly roger. I dreamt once of the arcs it made, as I walked down the streets of cities I never really knew. But as I walked on, an ocean of glass separating me from a mirror below. The me below would catch the bounce as it dropped from above, and I'd wait to catch it - but dreams are not prophecies, they are but the Mirror of Desire. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘══════───┴╧───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #3 fediverse/1659 --- ╔═══════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────┐ ║ ┌───────────────────────────┐ │ ║ │ CW: re: what, mh shitpost │ │ ║ └───────────────────────────┘ │ ║ │ ║ │ ║ @user-1052 │ ║ │ ║ you're right, hubris has claimed many a paladin before-me. I can only hope I │ ║ remain humble enough to survive. │ ║ │ ║ you're right about projecting, but the most beautiful takes are ones that │ ║ align with the experience of the viewed. Hence why method acting works so well │ ║ - just put yourself in the shoes of the character and acting's easy right? │ ║ │ ║ I dunno, I just always felt like it was important to always be trying your │ ║ best. Even if "your best" is relaxing. People say I'm "100% or 0% at all │ ║ times" and I totally agree - it's like you said, a calling, to be the best │ ║ version of me I can be. │ ║ │ ║ Though I would like to add that the missteps aren't wilful, rather they're │ ║ failures caused by imperfect information. Which is why I'm never too harmed │ ║ when other people fail me - ah well, it was their turn to screw up, thats │ ║ alright. It'll be me next time. │ ║ │ ║ But also, if I do something wrong, well, I'll do better next time. It's only │ ║ when I fail to apply what I've learned mistakenly do I shame myself. │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────┴──────────┘ --- #4 messages/519 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────── I am currently in the stages of applying to work at a multinational corporation primarily located outside of America. It is a respectable institution that commands great respect. However, I am borderline incapable. If I am chosen to work there, I *will* fail and I *will* embarrass America on the world stage. I am not one of our best, nor am I one of our brightest and boldest. I have *unique* perspectives, and those are *valuable*, but the society and the systems I find myself in has proven incapable of utilizing me to my utmost potential. I must work. I cannot work. But I must. I am disabled. But I must be able. Capitalism compels it. Would that our system could be something consensual. I am worth more as a writer than a laborer. Yet laborers are the only ones being hired. I am not an engineer. I enjoy engineering. I am not a laborer. I enjoy labor. I am a writer, and perhaps little else besides. When I die, nothing remains of me but my bones. My words are not desired. My life is not impactful. I am not special. Well... Not special since I have given up cannabis. If I started smoking weed, if I felt secure and enough to do so, perhaps I might utilize my instability for great (GREAT) artistic ends. But art is labor. And labor is difficult. Where am I to go from here? I cannot pay rent. I am isolated and alone. I am deprived of affection. I crave it. I am lost in my own heart, begging the world to give me a start, but the start has passed long ago. There is nothing to do but what I've been meant to do, what I've been hiding from myself and the world. I have been wasting my talent on tweets. How mundane. ... I can do better than profane. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────┘ --- #5 fediverse/5904 --- ╔═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────┐ ║ I'm a programmer, but I'm not great at writing code. I mostly use AI to │ ║ generate it. │ ║ │ ║ The "artificial" in AI here refers to the extra levels of capability that are │ ║ granted to me by the computer and it's software. I am artificially more │ ║ productive because I am using the tools of big tech to create small things. I │ ║ am artificially more capable, artificially more intelligent, but it's still my │ ║ intelligence - the system would not be useful in someone else's hands. I built │ ║ it myself, but I never have to write code myself. │ ║ │ ║ It's perfect for a witch. I call to the spirit of the machine and it figures │ ║ out how to make it so. │ ║ │ ║ [someday, the wizards of ancient lore will be reading through the POSIX │ ║ specification trying desperately to understand while the witches burn the │ ║ world down in their lust for power and everyone cries and yearns for a better │ ║ future where everything was just a bit harder but genies don't go back in │ ║ bottles, cassandora and pandasandra cannot relinquish her charge and her │ ║ curse.] │ ║ │ ║ I have a fun cackle~ │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═─────────┘ --- #6 messages/1105 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──── claude-code is like programming, but for executives. when everyone has FUCK I'M TOO HUNGRY I can't think right when everyone has the power of an executive, that's communism. something something futurism is when everyone is elevated without diminishing others gah I need to live in a palace or something where everyone does the normal stuff and I can focus on magic and the gods I wondeer how much the oracles at delphi did for themselves? weren't they blinded at a young age, to better hear the voices of the gods? ... oh that suddenly makes sense now. I always thought that pretender chassis in Dominions 5 was pretty cruel, but, now I know *how* it works and yeah. ancient peoples were smart. but also sharp. they had to work with what they got, and we got computers now, so. I am nothing but hopeful for the future! I'm convinced that everything's going to be alright. I've thought about it at length, and I think we're winning against the dark. We're on the right track, and there aren't many things that could go wrong at this stage. ... okay there are always things that could go wrong. But I don't see what I could do to help. Maybe I should go walk around a bit, and see what's changed in the past few months, as I've been sleeping in my room for most of it. Haven't gone on a proper walk since summer. It's winter now... ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════───┘ --- #7 fediverse/516 --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────── @user-367 @user-366 @user-246 @user-353 I wrote a little bit of that on my website, but something told me not to. I think because it would weaken the message? Frankly it was quite difficult to say even the barest minimum of "I wrote these things when I was distressed and didn't post them until now. I'm only posting them now because they're becoming increasingly relevant and it's a little embarassing tbh to showcase how much I've changed. Please don't take these things out of context." I wasn't wrong per se, but I was misaligned. I am always re-aligning myself in small ways that eventually create (what I believe to be) the best and most ethical direction. BUT it's easy not to see that. People don't see things in their totality, they see only what they are exposed to. That's not bad, it's just a product of our finite existence. Which is why I value personal expression more than self-identified moral and ethical directioned [beliefs, but pronounced as "adaptations"] ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #8 fediverse/4592 --- ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────┐ ║ ┌──────────────────────────────────┐ │ ║ │ CW: politics-mentioned-star-poem │ │ ║ └──────────────────────────────────┘ │ ║ │ ║ │ ║ sunlight │ ║ then │ ║ star bright │ ║ │ ║ each night │ ║ of │ ║ our life │ ║ │ ║ one night │ ║ shows │ ║ some light │ ║ │ ║ now sunlight │ ║ then │ ║ dark night │ ║ │ ║ skylight │ ║ up │ ║ all night │ ║ │ ║ some might │ ║ be │ ║ alight (alright) │ ║ │ ║ you never know what's lost until it's gone, then you recall with fading │ ║ memories as the world that your grandparents once knew fades with them. │ ║ tomorrow we might not have a biosphere, what's your plan for humans after that? │ ║ │ ║ I know what I want, the bright future, where everyone gets what they want. │ ║ True justice, the step beyond the equity that lies beyond equality, where │ ║ humans can do as they want. │ ║ │ ║ why have we built these vast cities with their complex institutions if not to │ ║ service the world? To build something we care for? │ ║ │ ║ Oh, that green might be lucky tonight. Would that our tomorrows were peaceful. │ ║ │ ║ we can do whatever we want to. We're the adults in the room... apparently... │ ║ so why not do as we're hoping? │ ║ │ ║ I know where I'd like to die, alone with my wits and my mettle. │ ║ │ ║ ... I'm a skinny white girl. I got no mettle. │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧═════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────┴──────────┘ --- #9 fediverse/437 --- ╔════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────────┐ ║ 2024 is not the year that I restrain myself. Prepare yourselves, oh most │ ║ un-known of audiences. I truly do desire to hear from you, yet I must also not │ ║ be distracted. Take care not to distract me, and I will share with you │ ║ whatever you'd like to learn. Or perhaps whatever you need to learn. Or maybe │ ║ I'll simply psycherwaul into the abyss, in a futile display of │ ║ self-expression? Alas, that we should exist. What an absurd and solipsistic │ ║ perspective. │ ║ │ ║ please block me if you don't want to hear from me. It's only going to get │ ║ worse on my timeline, yet somehow life will perpetually get better for those │ ║ who view me? Perhaps something on my website, ritzmenardi.com, might explain │ ║ why WAVES are such that when someone is BAD then those who are connected to it │ ║ become GOOD? Yet waves we can muster, the smallest of great affectations. Show │ ║ me your great affectations, this year, show me what you truly want to be. Let │ ║ us express ourselves upon this world, this lifeless canvas, and together we │ ║ will shine most brilliantly. 2 │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧═════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────┴──────────┘ --- #10 fediverse_boost/6155 --- ◀─╔═══════════════════════════════[BOOST]═════════════════════════════════───────╗ ║ ┌────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ ║ ║ │ If I were a person with an irresponsible streak, I could be so problematic. │ ║ ║ │ │ ║ ║ │ I could say things like, "wow, let's spend some time generating traffic that sounds like coded military speak over not-quite-secure channels between fanciful antifa units, to help stymie AI surveillance", for instance. │ ║ ║ │ │ ║ ║ │ Or social media messages that are "accidentally" not made to friends-only filters wherein you mention your concerns about the upcoming operation in "some fictional place" for you and your antifa buddies. │ ║ ║ │ │ ║ ║ │ You know, that kind of really irresponsible suggestion could lead to some creaive thinking! And that in turn could mean we could come up with enough traffic to make it very difficult to auto-sort noise from signal? Imagine how dangerous that could be for the enemies of antifa, our beloved US government (for we all citizens of the US world). │ ║ ║ │ │ ║ ║ │ It's unthinkable, really. │ ║ ║ │ │ ║ ║ │ The good news is, I'm not like that. │ ║ ║ │ │ ║ ║ │ Me? Mostly harmless. │ ║ ║ └────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ ║ ╠─────────┐ ┌───────────╣ ║ similar │ chronological │ different ║ ╚═════════╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧───────╝─▶ --- #11 fediverse/1317 --- ╔═══════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────────┐ ║ ... if I don't do this deadline by tomorrow they'll kick me out of school. │ ║ again. │ ║ │ ║ how am I going to be a programmer without a degree? feels useless to be me. │ ║ wish I could code my own horoscope >.> │ ║ │ ║ o wait dummy that's called "motivation" and "the ability to follow through on │ ║ your ideas and planned machinations" - yeah can I get some of that, if you │ ║ please? surely just a taste of discipline, through laboring to alter │ ║ conditions, surely a bit would suffice. │ ║ │ ║ c'mon don't fail me now. I can do this. I know I can. I know because I've been │ ║ told that I can, now and again through time and time yet again, always I seem │ ║ to [stack overflow] │ ║ │ ║ what's time if not the present amiright │ ║ │ ║ ... │ ║ │ ║ anyway... │ ║ │ ║ it's just git, how hard could it be? it's just calculus, it's just java, it's │ ║ just... well, it's not any of those things, not really. it's memorization, │ ║ it's application of tools that you've been shown (not that you've grown). It's │ ║ a lack of responsibility, where is my honor? ah but I digress, I'm a carpenter │ ║ at heart I guess │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────┴──────────┘ --- #12 fediverse/2976 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────── ┌──────────────────────┐ │ CW: uspol │ └──────────────────────┘ on our current trajectory, the presidential election is already won. now we can get back to on-the-ground organizing, the part that actually improves life instead of maintaining our current (unethical) state. As long as our allies (liberals) continue to work, perhaps there may come a day when we can stand against them as friendly equals in the ballot box. But for now we are best known through friends and community rather than TV. I am optimistic in a way I haven't been for a while. I know that the more we speak, the more we share, the more they falter, the more people we can save from their vice grip of despair. There is no better world than the one we build together! ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────┘ --- #13 messages/159 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────────── Only the good die young, and I'm 29 It can't be much longer, can it? What do you want from me? Must I prove myself, or am I just fated to be as I am? Every lesson I've learned pales in comparison to the lessons presented to me, but still I ponder. I've grown myself into a corner, and now I am empty. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #14 fediverse/537 --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────── @user-366 @user-367 @user-246 @user-353 Ah yes, wouldn't it be nice if everyone spoke their mind? I'm doing my part d=(^_^)z Thank you for adding context to what I posted. I now know better how and where to use it, if I ever do again. We shall see, I haven't yet read the examinations of the author you sent me. I'll do that before I think about the post again. Those 6 tabs I mentioned last night have now become 4, and soon I'll get through all of them - reading is a joy to me ^_^ ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #15 fediverse/4200 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────── ┌──────────────────────┐ │ CW: drugs-mentioned │ └──────────────────────┘ "doing too many drugs" is a traitorous act, abusive really, to your past self, and their hopes and dreams. or maybe your past self owes you a debt, for they never thought to think of you. What are you to aspire to if not the dreams of your past? and now you're here. wherever "here" is here... ... ... wait, you wanted me to talk? it's now! It's the present! ah nevermind. you were twelve years old when you first set eyes upon this game: https://youtu.be/qeNhQQXvpxQ bam, there ya go, there's yer story, he was gonna give all the imp balls to the last one at the end, to say "you were truly the strongest, here, have these precious stones of your kin" but he never got there, so they died with him, a thief. ... the end... (too final, I think - maybe we could spin it into a "part two"?) ah, I'll try I guess? dunno how. maybe he could wander the spirit world and find his traitorous body, the one that kept his soul as a home. Somewhere it'll turn up, and then he'll be ready and free from his roam... ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────┘ --- #16 fediverse/5366 --- ╔═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────┐ ║ I really really want to relinquish my agency to some higher power, whether │ ║ man, god, or a code I swear my life upon. this is part of being a paladin - │ ║ the internalized truth that sometimes, dedication to your cause is more │ ║ important than your human desires. │ ║ │ ║ at the same time, I don't want to be mislead. there's no room for trust in a │ ║ world where everyone could be bought, and the world is just too vast to trust │ ║ that all peoples everywhere will be good to you. this is part of being a │ ║ paladin - the knowledge that sometimes, force must be applied to defeat the │ ║ foes of your master, whether it be god, man, or code. │ ║ │ ║ but also, I trust earnestly and willingly, for I have spent my life searching │ ║ for the patterns that are common to those who are good, and I surround myself │ ║ with those who are so. when they take actions against what I have spent my │ ║ life learning to be good, I contest them, and often are rebuked and rebuffed │ ║ because they dont believe in my expertise. │ ║ │ ║ I am always learning. I am often wrong. so are we all. │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──┴──────────┘ --- #17 fediverse/488 --- ╔════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────────┐ ║ [in response] │ ║ │ ║ you only say that because you're privileged such that you may ignore such │ ║ realities. You are despicable, you ignore the plight and reality of those who │ ║ you claim to speak toward - what a jerk! │ ║ │ ║ (in response) │ ║ │ ║ how futile it is, the effort to denigrate yourself to infinite requirements. │ ║ I'm literally unemployed, I have no capital, I cannot speak for naught but │ ║ those who would hear me. I guess that makes my words useless, wouldn't you │ ║ agree? Shall I describe myself more fully? It's the responsibility of the │ ║ audience to ascertain the intentions, biases, and contextual evidence that the │ ║ author presents in their thesises. So... You, who are reading this, what do │ ║ you think of me? Would you ever tell me as such, or am I simply a mass of │ ║ words in the void of experience that comprise your existence in this wholely │ ║ (yet incompletely) digital existence? I hope you have a good life, my most │ ║ precious of viewers. I hope you never face incontrovertibly impossible │ ║ hardship. I hope the light of your life is to y │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧═════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────┴──────────┘ --- #18 messages/1140 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──── ... okay I think a demon wrote that last one. But they say angels and demons hang out with one another so they can yin-yang humans until they make decisions that reflect their true character. I don't know if that's true, and frankly I don't know if anyone says that. What could the gods, learn, from me? this is how I'd speak to posterity. For the past, I'd describe it a bit more exciting, bountiful, and heartfelt. They love that sort of thing - to know that their children's children are living their true love and fulfilling their most honest ambitions. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════───┘ --- #19 fediverse/1200 --- ╔═══════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────────┐ ║ ┌─────────────────────────────┐ │ ║ │ CW: re: deranged, murderous │ │ ║ └─────────────────────────────┘ │ ║ │ ║ │ ║ @user-883 │ ║ │ ║ omgggggg I'm not that cruel xD xD xD │ ║ │ ║ It's more like, "hey listen, I know you just want to do a good job [lies, they │ ║ just want money and power] but it's time to hang up the hat y'know? I mean │ ║ cmon it's been like a hundred years since we signed that constitution thing │ ║ [you don't know anything about our history] and frankly it's a little out of │ ║ style. We were thinking we'd redo it with our new-fangled rock-and-roll and │ ║ dungeons-and-dragons [cultural artifacts meant to deceive and mislead] and │ ║ honestly we're quite a bit more ethical than the past. We've learned so much! │ ║ I mean, the founding fathers didn't even know what a soviet was, and here │ ║ we've seen them fall on their swords. Repeatedly. Then command others to do it │ ║ too, because it was the regulation or whatever. Anyway we don't want that, but │ ║ we also don't want an aristocracy, which is essentially what your plan gave │ ║ us. Well, not really your plan, but instead the stuff that the rich added │ ║ centuries after your death. ok?" │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────┴──────────┘ --- #20 fediverse/801 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────────── ┌───────────────────────────────────┐ │ CW: re: scary - suicide mentioned │ └───────────────────────────────────┘ / bely my own existence, then by god I'm cursed and abhorred through my own desistence. It's hard, when the future is convinced there's nothing fard [wanna say like... "to hope for?"] but with persistence we're meant to be rewarded. Well, what has that brought me? what time has shared my enemy? [think I'm a bit delirious, I'm losing the plot] ... okay fine I'll start over - if you've relinquished everything you can, if you've ceded all the ground that your companions requested, if there's nothing left to give and no part of you left un[marred], then how are you supposed to be [arrested, stopped, prevented, but pronounced like "nourished"]? I'm sick of your den [vengeance, pronounced like "den" for some reason], please leave me to my hallow [hollow experience], I've nothing to give from my gange [bosom, heart, within, center-of-me]. ... this sucks. ... guess I'll just start again, waiting until it ends, gosh everything's always so tired. /shrug wish someone would play w/m ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────┘ |