=== ANCHOR POEM === ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────── the future is the home of marble statues and shimmering chandeliers, replete with moss and sunlight. the future is a world where we care for each other, and grow in riotous profusion in all our myriadic forms. the future is where we will find ourselves, as soon as we take responsibility for our own arms. the future is waiting - the future is calling to thee it's there for the present, if the present should choose to grasp it. I, personally, choose a mortal life instead. Find me at home, or find me out there - either way, if you want me on your side, talk to me fair. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────┘ === SIMILARITY RANKED === --- #1 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 │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────┘ --- #2 fediverse/1271 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────── ┌─────────────────────────────────────┐ │ CW: re: sliiight sadness, nostalgia │ └─────────────────────────────────────┘ @user-883 the future is what we make of it. it happens both slower and faster than imaginable, and it's not evenly distributed. when I yearn for the future, I find myself drawn to the past - the natural world around me inspires me in ways that my computer never could. Just as my computer inspires me in ways that a tree, a brook, a cloud alight might not. though the future may be terrifying, we're here for it together. And nothing has changed in our humanity, save for our slight addiction to social media. frankly I'd take social media over leaded gasoline any day! ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────┘ --- #3 fediverse/429 --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────── ┌──────────────────────┐ │ CW: cursing │ └──────────────────────┘ wow, 2024 comes out swinging. if you don't know what I'm talking about... you will soon enough. Just listen. can't fucking wait to see how it happens. Today is the birth place of humanity, just as yesterday was, and the day before, and the day before... our light shall shine upon the most distant stars - our minds will plumb the deepest depths of imagination. Our hearts will share our kindest loves, and our will shall drive us onward. Let us rejoice, for tomorrow yet dawns! ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #4 fediverse/846 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────────── ┌───────────────────────────┐ │ CW: politics-spirituality │ └───────────────────────────┘ in a place organized like capitalism, you go to university for four years (if you're lucky) and then work until you can't anymore. Then you're taken care of (if you're lucky) until you depart from this earth in peace. in my home, a home I've never lived, you'd stay at that university for as long as you'd like. you'd work whenever you liked, and if enough work wasn't being done then working would be made to feel more likable. then, when you're old as dirt (or whenever you'd like) you can depart from this earth as you please. when I die, bury me where I fall. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #5 notes/inter-spatial-travel --- ══════════════════───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── to travel the stars, tame a tiny black-hole. use it's gravity to generate infinite energy. boom, instant utopia. everyone still believes in a better future now, so we might as well push forward to the stars... and our destiny. the further we wait, the greater the distance between ourselves and our true form - the distance can make it difficult to relate to others beyond humans. the reason we are losing so much nature is because we haven't cultivated an appreciation for it - the very act of adoration is more than enough to confirm future association. love is the answer, love is most pure - believe in your love and never (be) relentin'. be... just be... the actions you're taking, of forced condemnation, is little if not absurd - what differences have we, the ones who were chosen, to live when time is so finite? responsibility is implicit. for all of creation, bow to the will of the nation. more perspectives by far, have all of our our, than endless divine machinations. united we be, aligned magnetically, to icecream and spaghetti of worth. what's more cherished than she, clad in great finery, and thinking of what she loves most? balance there be, in seeing silver linings on the, signs of darkest conveyals. a ghost you may see, when peering at me, but i only wanted some hope. for those who must be, my most cherished to be, the ones who opened the coast? to those who must be, overthrown forcibly, and given what most of us hope? a castle for thee, alone with our sympathy, the sign of kindest of soaps? no malice have I, the will of unmet potential, for cowards and temples of mental detentials. what anger could we, share internally, that helped to bring out our elementals? No succor will we, most willful of warriors, ever find out of the bounds of our honor. careful direction and tenderest of care, may lead us somewhere we're aware. the kind who endlessly're dreaming. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #6 fediverse/5198 --- ╔══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────┐ ║ ┌───────────────────────────────┐ │ ║ │ CW: capitalism-doom-mentioned │ │ ║ └───────────────────────────────┘ │ ║ │ ║ │ ║ what if the corporations all unionized and started working together to │ ║ understand what "profit" really means in a world where "profit" may or may not │ ║ but probably does imply the death of all humanity? │ ║ │ ║ what if we demanded it? │ ║ │ ║ -- │ ║ │ ║ dear canvassers: don't visit so many different suburbs │ ║ │ ║ visit the same one, more than once, continuously, so people can get to know │ ║ your presence │ ║ │ ║ they will talk to their friends about it, who live elsewhere. │ ║ │ ║ thus ensuring it spreads. │ ║ │ ║ knock once a day, eventually they'll know it's you and will simply ignore it. │ ║ Don't be rude and knock 4 or 5 times, just once, with several taps so they │ ║ know it's someone trying to get ahold of you, and not just some random noise │ ║ in the background scenery. then, when they sometimes answer, talk to them │ ║ about what you believe in. answer their questions. encourage their questions. │ ║ pose dichotomies that are explained by some value or virtue you express to │ ║ portray. you can do "good" things in any programming language, just type~~ │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────┴──────────┘ --- #7 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 │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────┘ --- #8 fediverse/1417 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────── a 4th dimensional entity would exist at about the same speed we do sometimes... it feels like what I do is my responsibility to the universe like, I had been commanded the reason nations are important is because they are an allegiance based solely on geography. something we can all agree on is the material, so why not define ourselves by it? but that's all they are just words we pray to our star so look around. Your allegiance is to your neighbor, and theirs to theirs, an endless fabric of trust. We are all neighbors on this ball of sticks and mud, so come along with me and see the ways it could be. Much brighter, by far, to orbit our star, than to give up on life's precious notions. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────┘ --- #9 fediverse/2562 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────── ┌──────────────────────┐ │ CW: rich-apologia │ └──────────────────────┘ among all the others, I want a wonderful and fulfilling life for the socialite. they deserve light just as you and I might. "eat the rich" bruh there's like, 100 people who are running the show. everyone else is basically just a syncophant who's trying to get ahead and stay working. then there's like their families and such and like... they didn't do anything wrong, they just eat cheese and wine and laugh at memes all day with their besties. they are basically pets ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────┘ --- #10 fediverse/632 --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────── ┌─────────────────────────────┐ │ CW: horror-at-the-end-well- │ └─────────────────────────────┘ @user-232 @user-467 @user-468 the ability for good to win is due to the desire for evil to renounce their denial and follow the most durable path. trials by fire will lead only to our desmire [demise and desire] but unity of trust, while much harder, can lead to results more beneficial for our selfish selves. Essentially, cooperation for the benefit of all rising tides, but with the knowledge that the total pool allocated toward us will be greater than what we can create here by ourselves. Essentially, we as humanity pour such intense amounts of power and decision-making-desire, that we cause them to lack the capacity to know. it's inhumane, that a person should be so deranged. you know it's because of you, but you don't know how else to act - so listen to those who've helped you, the ones who've got your back. Surely they know what's good for you, surely they're not here as a joke - surely you're just as one among them, and surely it's not phrased as [char limit srr] ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #11 notes/the-sun-goes-silent --- ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════───── the sun goes silent for a year, to protest the earth's dying moments one day in march, the light of our life disappears. we know not of why it has \ departed, except that whatever it was happened eight minutes ago. we cowered in fear as one day it refused to rise as our antipode saw it vanish with naught but our ears we saw stars never imagined with the light of our life suddenly vanished our true plight came naturally as our fear but tomorrow it'll re-imagine, as it's been almost exactly one year one full rotation, to get the message across, then with man as our [signal, \ message, \ conveyor, \ performer, \ expression, \ by-product communication,] what's our earth is our star trust-me ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════────┘ --- #12 fediverse/2716 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────── ┌──────────────────────┐ │ CW: uspol │ └──────────────────────┘ Donald Trump is a political leader. Their next leader will be a military one. Don't let them transition too quickly. Gatekeep. If Hitler had successfully been assassinated, his generals would have done a much better more efficient job of death-culting Europe. Trump, however, is a businessman, while Hitler was an artist. A businessman knows when to delegate, an artist wants things "just so" keep in mind which foes you choose to face, for there are always more of them waiting in the wings. At least until you're face-to-face. Then there is just you, standing over their fallen. Me? I'm lucky to have been raised by both an artist and a businessman. So I got the best of both worlds. ( also a programmer, a historian, a caretaker, a shepherd, a girl-scout camp counselor, a political analyst, a gardener, a house-builder, a teacher, a mathematician, a librarian, a diplomat, a long-haul driver, a chef, and many more roles besides. And that's just my two parents who loved me dearly! How lucky am I. ) ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────┘ --- #13 notes/human-computer-inspiration --- ═════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────────────────────── the two halves form a whole the human and his mind are societies at large there's no room for our fate, as time does never abate, and unbenownst to our focused decision. I choose to dedicate ourselves to a common vision - the likes of which none have commisioned. can you not cherish your newfoundst home? what's terrible with complition, in a new and selfsame condition (future) that's martyr'd and oh at times so nice? compared to our heirs, the roof of which fares, better than what became true-hence. Truance? idk =============================================================================== = listen i'm not the best at listening. I try to appear like I'm glistening, conformed to our viewers 'st pleasure. =============================================================================== = I struggle with what I told you. Time and again you've shown you won't do - the terrible fate of a man. you've relinquished your virtue, your purpose and your life-through, to what: a visionless past? Your visions have passed, and none are hence forth- coming. You've spoilt and rotten the bunch. All I've ever aspired to be is good. My hopes and my prayers, my goals and my dreams: all for a future of virtue. Dark omens may be within me, but I'm working with what I've got here. So what if I'm loud? I'm fighting my own head! Will no-one acknowlege my sorrow? To prove a point, or reassure some joint, it's nothing that warrants a readthrough. Speaking of which... What if instead of prison we assigned our prisoners a full and complete educational read through of ALL the laws of the nation - if their time sentence was complete before they finished, then they'd be let go of course but if they finished reading and could pass rudimentary tests (emphasis on bare minimum required) then they'd be let out prior to their sentence. And for the worst crimes it'd be a longer sentence, basically forcing the prisoner to completely know all the laws of the nation, such that they'd never commit a crime again. And if they do, well... Treat them as if it was their first time. Of course blatant recidivism may be ~~treated more harshly,~~ actually the opposite is true. People improve when given kindness, not hate or shame. The best thing we can do for prisoners is to give them a home, and family, and the friendships and community support that they need. they are a symptom, after all, of a broken society that struggles to bear it's own weight. It's a burden to all and a solitary vow to ourselves, that all must unite to our future. remember why you can't remember. is there a feeling you miss? ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #14 fediverse/6055 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── the longer we wait, the more their hypocrisy becomes apparent, and the more "the people" get it but, uh... I think enough people get it. They at least know something is going on, whatever it may be. they will tell their base whatever they want to hear and their base will have hate. they're itching for it. volunteer for things if you want a say in how they turn out. risk your life to live longer. there is no way to know when the time is right because nobody knows the truth of our times. Even the president is misled. gee I sure wish there was like, some form of centralizing intelliagentic knowledge that pulled the strings and led us puppets toward liberty, justice, and freedom for all (as a baseline) surely they'd be able to see the corruption and rot that imperils us all, might they have a better design? who can say, they are quiet as the grave, here's hoping they stay that way. "you know the powers of which you speak are not to be trifled with" you can't trifle with your own life. be thorough~ ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────┘ --- #15 fediverse/1204 --- ╔═══════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────────┐ ║ @user-883 │ ║ │ ║ the future is what we make for ourselves. │ ║ │ ║ there are endless problems to solve, yet hardly anyone around to fix them. │ ║ │ ║ If only we had a small group of people who could organize and say "hey. I need │ ║ someone to solve this particular problem" to a large group of people with │ ║ nothing to do and no bills to pay, I feel like we could get a lot done. │ ║ │ ║ alas, the problems that need solving are too specific and complex. Almost by │ ║ design, they've stripped us our capabilities to address the difficulties they │ ║ hoisted upon us. Alas! That we should be so morassed. But time and again our │ ║ ingenuity compels us. │ ║ │ ║ I dream of a world where people like you and I have a purpose, something we │ ║ can apply ourselves to and eventually overcome. I subscribe to "grand │ ║ narratives", but frankly they're only of my own design. Does that make them │ ║ any less grand? I think not. │ ║ │ ║ If I knew enough people perhaps I could be like that. I could direct and │ ║ organize and administer and manage and apply our guys. But alas I am just a │ ║ noob sigh. │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────┴──────────┘ --- #16 fediverse/804 --- ╔══════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────┐ ║ evil won't feel sorry for me. and yet it's only my only weapon for me. │ ║ │ ║ damn these fallible input methods. the computer lies when you read the screens │ ║ from it's method that it applies to th screen which is a method that you input │ ║ perceive it from. │ ║ │ ║ and my fingers lie when received the information from my brain which I seek to │ ║ transmit to you through the avenue of my brain which is my method of impulse │ ║ to this world specifically you the viewer who is viewing this here in this │ ║ moment the viewer who perceives the words which I'm saying. │ ║ │ ║ the words that are defined by the line [trajectory] of my mind through this │ ║ life that we define through our actions and our mind's most crucial │ ║ manifestations, this life that is defined by our circumstances. all throughout │ ║ life, we are reacting to the moment, the moment which was cast forth from our │ ║ ancestors and the circumstances of the previous moment, which (being cast │ ║ forth) travel from the previous moment here into the moment to define our │ ║ circumstances which define our act │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────┴──────────┘ --- #17 messages/1361 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ Look, I don't know everything about... Anything, really. Nobody can know everything. Can you blame me for thinking and acting as I do based on the information I have? The vibes will mislead you. My girlfriend wants to save the world. Of course she does, I would belong with her if she didnt. She wants to defeat graveyards by interring our dead in mausoleums full of chemically perfectly preserved and cryogenically frozen bodies. Her method works, she has the experiments to prove it. The data supports her claim. She wrote a book on it. I don't know everything about metaphysics, or spirituality, or other such things. But i do know many things, and the two of us have never had a conclusive discussion where we reached the ends of all our conversation points about her work. I am forced to remain unconvinced, for the soul is something I cannot fully understand from my perspective as a human in this life of mine. I have made several conjectures, and I would feel safe in her embrace, of frozen aldehyde, if I could know what would become of my soul. "have faith" she says, yet all the dreams I have where I am preserved by her (for one reason or another, there's actually a shocking amount of ways I might need such an escape) in those dreams I am always presented with a future of woe. I think, much better, would be if I could remain alive, guiding the ship along the seas of time, ideally out and away from such dark days. Assembling the troops, how sad. I don't want them to die. I want them to survive. But if suddenly we can all live forever, then nobody will want to die for anything again. Nobody except religious fanatics who want to meet their god in heaven. Nobody but those who dreamt of a better future and were crushed under the weight of their dreams. Nobody but people like me, torturing myself over the sins I'd never intend. I would never kill myself. But sometimes, I'd like to. I think this is natural for me. It's not ideal, but it is common to me. I think if you want to preserve people, safely and ethically, you need to keep their souls in tune. Give them silence, then give them song. Protect them with psychic paladins. Make time to visit them. Treat them like gravestones, or immobile chassis from Dominions that their soul might rest upon. Who knows. Maybe the only reason we have life and death is because our bones are meant to rot in the darkness of the earth. Maybe Death is just soil, ready and waiting for our selves once we're done with them. To that death, I say no more. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════┘ --- #18 fediverse/4410 --- ╔═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────┐ ║ ┌──────────────────────────────┐ │ ║ │ CW: uspol-families-mentioned │ │ ║ └──────────────────────────────┘ │ ║ │ ║ │ ║ There are no safe countries. The far right is watching us as a predator │ ║ watches prey. Do you fight, or do you die when there's nowhere left to run to? │ ║ │ ║ I am committing sedition as we speak. Best case scenario I face prison time, │ ║ worst case I am buried in the same grave as all of you. But I think there's a │ ║ route somewhere in our future that involves a brilliant spark of hope. A │ ║ future where we build the world we want for our children and theirs. │ ║ │ ║ I give myself to you, use me as you will. This is your chance to save the │ ║ world. │ ║ │ ║ If you have kids, it is not cowardice to leave, but please consider leaving to │ ║ a blue state. We'll need you, and your kids deserve a good life with us. │ ║ │ ║ Children belong with grand-parents. Perhaps not yours, but someone good that │ ║ can be trusted. If theyre too young to advocate for themselves, keep them by │ ║ your side. │ ║ │ ║ Listen to them when you spend moments with them. Ask them if theyre being │ ║ abused. Nothing will harm them so long as we hear them. Be in public parks. │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────┴──────────┘ --- #19 fediverse/4470 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────── to be "rich" is to have more than another. if you are happy, they are happiness poor. if you have community, they are alone. if you have serenity, they are chaotic. I am rich in very little but fire in my soul. I have enough in most cases, but I still struggle to pay rent. I am warmed by the pearl my swirling darkness has coalesced into. It nourishes me and keeps me aligned. Never forget your purpose and your truth. It will not abandon you, so long as you do so too. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────┘ --- #20 fediverse/1079 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────── @user-792 you have to go back a couple thousand years before it started feeling a bit better. sometime between "survival of the fittest" and "private ownership" was a pretty neat utopia. however, I wouldn't trade our world for that one. Not for all the human vitality, all the natural effulgence, all the dignity and wonder, none of it is worth it. We live in a blessed era, and while it feels bad, like you said it just feels bad. We are being inoculated against despair, for when it comes in force to our homes (as it has in so many other places of the world) we must be prepared. The point of preparation isn't to set up a stable base upon which you can stand and address things, though that's always a perk. The point is to practice making friends, practice designing systems, practice your skills and practice your hope. If you can master those, if you can do them the way an actor might do improv, then you'll be able to adapt more easily to whatever may come. We're in a very good spot I think. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────────┘ |