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 In this era, there are sentiments that Texas should desire to secede. This is
 just used as an example here, for the future may bear such sentiments from any
 land for reasons similar or dissimilar. So, say there is a state that wishes
 to secede in the way that Texan mythology describes. What would compel them to
 stay? What would compel them to stand united for our collective gain? Perhaps
 they could be swayed by gifts of gold or bloodshed, or maybe they simply could
 be allowed to do as they please. All three of those options are not desirable,
 for reasons that should be apparent. So, to ask again, how do you ensure
 national unity in the face of the desire for liberty from unity? Liberty
 implies a resistance against oppression, a pushback against the enslavement of
 another's will thrust upon an unconsenting subject. So, to resolve this issue,
 there must be a reduction in oppression. Ideally, elimination. However,
 defining oppression is difficult when so much of our interactions are
 determined by trade, national interests, and cultural contestation. There is
 no easy answer, but by redefining what a nation implies perhaps we can make
 the question irrelevant.
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 How do you preserve liberty while also ensuring freedom and justice for all?
 How do you grant people the power to determine their own fate, yet also the
 rights and freedoms that protect them from the cruel injustices of their
 fellow man, and the state? It's not an easy question to solve. National
 identity is not something you can demand, and yet it is necessary for the
 interim period between our cruel despotic past and our bright united future.
 Though I dream of a future where the nation-state is irrelevant, that future
 is still yet to come, so we cannot act as if it is here already. We must lay
 the foundation that the future we desire may be built upon, and to that end we
 need to utilize the structures that are present. Structures such as nations,
 which provide us a sense of protection from those we cannot know - a sense of
 dedication, to our collective community - a sense of safety, that implies our
 liberties and freedoms will be ensured by a mechanical organization that is
 larger than our community. Essentially, nations give us the hope for our
 present while we wait for the day when they are no longer needed.
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 The original question, the most critical question I believe, is how to
 preserve a sense of unity between tiers. How to ensure that there is no reason
 to abdicate our responsibility to preserving unity and fostering goodwill
 between the people of this earth. A proposed solution is to allow for the
 greatest freedoms, such that there is little reason to desire liberty from
 unity, however freedom is not enough - there must be mutually beneficial
 reasons for coexistence. Hence the idea that economics must be tied to
 national structure. If Texans would rather be part of their own structure,
 well then it is functionally impossible for them to trade (legally) between
 other states. That is not ideal, so it is much more appealing for them to work
 together and define their lives as they will while also co-habitating in the
 same national structure as everyone else.
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 Look, I'm a fan of small government. I think each state should be its own
 nation, and the federal government should essentially just coordinate trade
 between them and organize a common militia that they use to contest outside
 threats. How unfair is it that we don't get snap funding because they couldn't
 resolve their differences? And how big of a problem would it be if suddenly
 everyone in red states suddenly lost their government benefits... And yes it's
 true that i love America, through and through. These States have stood United
 for several hundred years, but the American United States deserve a bit more
 freedom than is currently granted to. They need to know where they stand, we
 need to prove to each other why we need each other. To that end, we must
 weaken ourselves, as a weight lifter weakens her body by lifting, so that we
 might grow and heal our wounds and bind new accords as her body does do with
 her muscle fibers. We will come out of it stronger for it, if we truly desire
 unity. I think we do, on an abstract level, but practically we're constantly
 fighting. Luckily, the past is soon fading, and we have new tomorrows upon
 which to write our boons and our sorrows, so let's make the most of each new
 light and try for something that might awake, remake, and refine us. We shall
 define us, we who are yet hoping.
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 And while we're at it, the generation of laws should be distributed, while the
 execution of them should be centralized. Meaning, there should be one state
 who operates on the rules and regulations created by the masses. This state
 wields only the power explicitly given to it by those who it serves,
 specifically the people. These rules are based on ethical understandings
 generated by crowd-sourced and abstracted scenarios that are pitched to people
 randomly. they are then asked to judge, using their own personal morality, the
 result of how things should be. By considering all of these responses, trends
 may be extracted and analyzed - for example, let's say that culturally people
 in, I dunno, Georgia believe something different about punishment for, say,
 stealing a loaf of bread when compared to people in Spokane Washington. They
 should not be forced to obey the cultural maxims of people who live so far
 away. The laws should be executed region-by-region according to the dominant
 culture there. I believe this will cause people to develop a more consistent
 and personal attachment to the people around them, thus developing social
 solidarity and unity.
 
 however, should enough time pass, perhaps the people of Georgia should feel
 that they no longer identify as the same nation as the people of Spokane. This
 would eventually lead to the dissolution of our great nation, and I do not
 believe that's necessarily a good thing. To that end, there must be mechanics
 in place that bring people together not just locally, but nationally as well.
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 Now, another example. Should Washington or Maine desire one day to become part
 of Canada, for example, they must necessarily seek exclusion from the United
 States market. They would bring with them only what they carry, and that's...
 not ideal, as most of the wealth of a nation is in it's interactions with
 others. But say they do not desire exclusion, and rather would instead prefer
 to simply trade with Vancouver or Quebec. External trade must be facilitated
 through a higher level, in this case the national level. Washington might
 request a certain type of good from Vancouver, and Maine might desire a
 service from Quebec. This request would be given to the national
 representative (or rather, the tier higher than the state) who would then
 develop a contract with the nation of Canada to purchase the type of good or
 service they desire. Assuming the canadians are still utilizing the capitalist
 mode of production and economics, there would need to be an exchange between
 American dollars and Canadian dollars. This is handled nationally, and those
 dollars can be circulated across the globe by canada should they desire. For
 example, the American dollars passed to Canada might be spent in Brazil, where
 they then find their way to England, and then to Australia. Then, several
 months later, those same American dollars are used to purchase a good or
 service from an American industry by creating a contract with the American
 government. Such a contract could be on the individual level or higher level,
 however as capitalism tends to decay all social fabrics that bind a group of
 people together leaving the naked individual alone, it tends to be on the
 individual level.
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 tomorrow is a day for being patriotic, which is why I celebrated today. I feel
 like a nation must earn it's renown, and lately all I've felt is afraid. They
 aren't doing their jobs properly, and therefore fear is in our midst. In fact,
 some would argue that we've been divided into separate categories and urged to
 fight our discourage the other parts of the proletariate.
 
 by the way, you shouldn't talk to anyone about anything, because it is 100%
 impossible to know who is a cop.
 
 they've had like... however many years to develop a separate group of people
 (the rich and/or powerful) and the people (of colors and nations) who simply
 just... spies on the other, and records anything that they can.
 
 indeed, the best way to encourage spreading of expertise and information
 (collectivism) is to reward people for their retention of rare items. Such as
 memory vaults that everyone else has forgotten.
 
 so long as data is free, people may be able to build their own store-net.
 
 "yeah I got 6 million goons of mip-mites, how

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 I am a patriot, through and through. What does that mean, to you? To me, it
 means I think of the streams - the mountains, the trees. I love the dirt
 beneath my feet, from sea to shining sea.
 
 We are a nation of all peoples. Everyone here was once from somewhere else,
 and that includes those who were thrust somewhere else by genocide - into tiny
 patches of dirt with no minerals, no farmland, no bountiful rivers, no
 towering pillars of rock.
 
 Our flag is the flag of genocide. But it is also the flag of liberty, justice,
 and freedom for all*
 
 (*most)
 
 We changed our flag once before. It made us stronger. We can change it again.
 Perhaps it will make us kinder.
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 The Russian Revolution was a contest of "who could out-hardship the other
 side".
 
 The Spanish Revolution was a contest of "who can wage a better war".
 
 The French Revolution was... Long, but the people will be free.
 
 Did it ever really end?
 
 What if, hear me out, what if we out-competed the other side, as capitalism
 has been begetting amongst the other nations of the world
 
 "ah but each nation must have equAl armies" okay, so let's build moon-baseds
 in Nevada and military bases in Australia and the Yukatan, then one day when
 everthing's distributed commun ally, we can start the continuous breakdown.
 Why keep 1000 old tanks and 250 new ones, when you could have 500 new tanks
 and 500 scrap piles to make into TVs and jewelry? Then, as we build better and
 better, we build fewer and fewer. Sometoday i hope qe'll have authority. Then
 it'll all feel so consuming. All-encompassing. Where does my compass point?
 Always beyond the reach of arms. Or my legs, for that matter. I've never been
 to the north pole. I wonder what it's like on the other side of the
 magnetosphere? [pretty much the same, says the cartographist. Pretty much the
 same, says the spiritualist. Pretty much the same, says the simple machinist.
 Pretty odd and strong, says the compass.]
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 When they invade America, it won't be with planes and tanks and battle lines
 stocked with artillery
 
 It'll be with speed boats, and semi trucks, and rifles glimmering in the dark.
 It'll be with consumer drones, with power stations brought low, it'll be with
 bridges blown and safe houses on the roads not oft taken.
 
 Immigrants are our friends when the world is in peril, and America is a safe
 haven from the woes of far off shores. But when America is the peril, those
 who immigrate do so with intention.
 
 99/100 people are innocent, and I would rather a million guilty murderers go
 free than an innocent perish. Which is why we need rifles.
 
 When the time comes, it won't be brother against brother. They want you to
 think that because they want your eyes on the wrong target. They want you to
 think that because it doesn't tip the hand of those far off shores, and once
 the cards are revealed, suddenly everyone knows when to go.
 
 They tie up our officers at the border, but the border's not what's at stake.
 No body lives at the border, and no nation state would send it's trained
 warriors in such a way that they'd get caught. At least, not more than once.
 
 Should we build a wall, should we patrol each and every state, we'll find
 ourselves in peril of collapsing under our own weight.
 
 But should we relinquish our duty, our sworn and sacred responsibility, then
 together we share the same fate.
 
 Brothers in fate are kin until death.
 
 Immigrants aren't bad. They're good people. They benefit our society and bring
 us wealth and prosperity. Which is why they hide wolves in the sheep, armed
 like a man.
 
 It's a mistake to point at your neighbor and say "you're on your own". It's a
 mistake to say that home is all that you own. We are united in our state of
 solidarity, in our collective purpose as a nation in our hearts. There's no
 dividing line between this land and mine, save for a line we draw in the sand
 that determines the range of our just demands.
 
 I wish I was a man. It's what I was born as. It surely would be easier to not
 contravene nature's ordained gender scheme. But I'm not, and I'll trust that
 you'll trust me when I say that. I hope you would hear where I stand before my
 body goes cold.
 
 The media is meant to enlighten us, but in this enlightened era it serves only
 to blind us. Do you know your neighbors, oh unfriendly city folk? If not, how
 do you know they're alright?
 
 The world won't change overnight. It's always calm before the storm, but every
 state of calm does not call forth a storm. I believe we can fashion a peace
 out of our mutual sincerity that leaves room for the hopes of all posterity,
 and to that end I say what we have isn't working. It's too rigid in its
 definitions, too heartless in its cruel machinations, and yet the wolves do
 also hide amongst our homeless.
 
 I don't want to alarm you. Things are being handled as they should. I guess I
 just want to offer a hand of friendship, a hand that your companions would
 stab me for. At least, that's what the media tells me.
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 to lock eyes with a person while on your way to work is the intersection
 between
 two separate relationships - the relationship that you, the viewer, holds with
 your employer, and the relationship that they, the viewed, holds with their
 employer. in a sense, you are exchanging information through the weighted
 meanings behind a glance.
 
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 if the military deployed to police the police, we'd solve most of our racial
 justice issues. I mean, if we somehow could *force* them to do their damn jobs
 instead of oppressing people for the ruling class, then 90% of the problems
 would just go away. After that it's just freeing unjust prisoners and
 addressing
 wealth, education, and health disparities. Easy, right?
 
 Well... Military policing the police sounds fine when you first think about it,
 there's a few problems that might crop up. For example, how do the private
 citizens know that the military presence is there to help them? It's an
 interesting paranoia, one that is endemic within the left. There's no way to
 unwillingly cede control of your life to another - it must be consensual. At
 the basest and most violent level, it's as simple as "I will do what you say
 because I don't want you to hurt me."
 
 We've obviously grown as a species, and we've learned that violence is not the
 answer to all problems. Obviously. So why would we assume it of the past?
 
 Just saying. The police bombed a commune. The military escorted black students
 to their seats.
 
 Their structure is decided such that 
 
 ...
 
 where was I?
 
 oh right I was thinking about time.
 
 ...
 
 Imagine, if you will, an impossibly large hourglass. Spinning, or rather
 rotating, at an impossibly speedy repetition. It's spinning so hard and so fast
 that our matter is cast out of place
 and through time it is cast
 an eternity's canvas
 our light ever shined (shine-did?)
 astral magic is kinda neat
 
 it's also the scariest?
 
 oh by far
 
 but it's the most interesting
 
 ...
 
 Their structure is decided such that discipline and obediance is the most
 important thing. Because it kind of is? I mean, discipline is just being ready
 able and willing at all times, and obedience is just when you allow yourself to
 be directed toward a collective goal. The military is *all about that*, which
 means you know they would believe they were aligned toward the common goal of
 mutual prosperity.
 
 And if they were to discover that they were not, in fact, aligned toward the
 common goal of mutual prosperity, then perhaps they would adjust their navi-
 -computers and chart a more reasoned path. I know I would, and I would dedicate
 myself to the idea of serving others. To the path of the righteous, the holy
 and
 the true, a hand is outstretched and calling to you.
 
 Thus, the one of two types of ethical fighter - the reasoned and adaptable
 zealot
 
 the other, of course, is the master of the martial - the cherished of the few -
 who battle for their sport - and love unbidden the new -
 
 all other fighters, of absurdity and of rage, are frankly of a different kind
 and not members of our clade.
 
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 okay, but what about like... all of the history of America post cold war? And
 even before, honestly... idk seems like a lot of evidence that the military is
 engaged in fighting unjust wars. I mean, they've all been over petty things
 like
 oil or support for communism or whatever. Aren't human lives and human
 sovereignty more important than that?
 
 I understand what you're saying. Human lives are unique and precious and they
 are a valuable commodity. Something to be maximized and focused toward. But
 there are only so many resources on earth. We need to utilize them in a
 reasonable way.
 
 We have optimized the efficiency out of our production and distribution
 networks. Corporate control has eroded our capacities until all that is left is
 the weakest of products, the cheapest of uses, and the useless of workers. I
 mean, they've optimized the skill out of individual human workers such that
 they
 are left completely unable to practice their craft. They become glorified code
 monkeys who generate whatever is required and think of it no more. There's no
 pleasure in the artifice, as their masters have eyes only of gold.
 
 Our world is changing. The very ground beneath our feet is shivering, and water
 is rising up to our noses. There's no time for debate, no honest appraisal of
 what's worth it to contemplate, we need a plan.
 
 We are trapped here, in this gravity well, for all time and all of our age.
 
 We are trapped here, because in greatest of misery we unleashed all of our
 rage.
 
 We are trapped here, as ghosts of the time when we were eager.
 
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 Alas, with but a glance, we are confined to our bedrooms by our mast(ers?)
 They say America will fall without it's 2nd place
 Perhaps.
 But are libraries really going to solve that?
 I mean, if work from home is inevitable, then wouldn't it make sense to build?
 We need more places where we won't be billed.
 Safe.
 From the demands and expectations of capital.
 Deranged and obscene and yet all that we've seen so why not bide as we're able?
 
 I think solarpunk is kinda neat.
 
 I think it's got promise as an idealized.
 
 Why don't we build churches to the sun? If we're gonna worship something, might
 as well be the source of our light and fire.
 
 Well... when you puff up the sun it tends to get hotter.
 
 I mean, every fire you burn increases the temperature, every release of gaseous
 fumes from the exhaust pipe of your car increases it by some miniscule amount.
 
 Every cigarette, every campfire.
 
 The cold darkness of space is kinda hopeful, in that regard, even if it doesn't
 disperse all that well. I heard spaceships are having difficulty because they
 can't get rid of all that heat. It just stays with the spaceship and never goes
 anywhere because it doesn't have anything to stick to. Kinda makes me think
 that
 energy is a fluid? Just saying???
 
 I mean c'mon it's not like nobody has ever thought of that. But it's in a
 different dimension! It's not like we're ever gonna be able to impact that!
 
 You try and impact it through your scientific ways and you'll find nothing but
 heartache at the life you could have lived (laived? Haived?)
 
 ... why
 
 Because you cannot impact another dimension. You must call to it, like a song
 to a sparrow.
 
 ... that's fucking ridiculous
 
 No it's true!
 
 ...
 
 ... Don't try it with fire.
 
 ... fuck - what do I try it with?
 
 I don't know just not fire. Try water.
 
 ... How do I make sure it doesn't instantiate within my hand?
 
 Jeez you think of some crazy backfires! Just breathe and go for it. It's not
 rocket science. It actually works.
 
 Fuck you.
 
 ...
 
 ... Sorry I was just scared
 
 ...
 
 ... How do I make it stop? I don't want it to go forever
 
 By smoking more of the devils lettuce.
 
 ...
 
 ... You cannot drag it part of the way. It must come the whole way. In fact you
 should not be dragging it at all, you should be *calling* to it. You are equals
 in this exchange, have respect.
 
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 I just watched the 2026 state of the union. I take back what i said about the
 Democrats - it must have been difficult to resist the waves of shame i could
 feel rippling off of the right half of the room. The way that the... "vibes",
 were wielded as a weapon against them, it was so intense. This is their job,
 they do it all the time. After listening to him speak for 2 hours I can't help
 but talk like him... Jeez it was like, one story after another, saying "here's
 something great an American did, here's a medal, here's why it's the Democrats
 fault" one after another like... Wow. (explain your feelings and conclusions,
 don't just remark on things and say "this should make you feel how my body
 language makes you feel" because that second way is in defiance of truth and
 in pursuit of nuance. Not ideal for real people who want to make real
 decisions based on what you say.)
 
 And the way that all his successes he recounted at the beginning were
 purposefully designed to create and enforce hierarchy, it makes me sick. I
 hate that. Then, when he claimed all of America in his closing statements
 "from Texas to michigan, from Florida to the dakotas" great, I guess my people
 aren't included. Thank god for that, we are nothing like you.
 
 Yet still, unity. I don't understand how these people can hold such power.
 They're just orchestrating vast swathes of people who aren't really listening.
 To do what? Who knows! Just live and let die I guess. Well, I'm not the type.
 
 I want unity for my people. I want to claim all Americans as my own. Yet the
 ways they delight in organizing themselves are cordially and crucially
 coercive and caustic. The hierarchies they build exert immense force on those
 below, yet they care not as the workers, the poor, the queers, the immigrants,
 and eventually, their peers, are one by one crushed or crippled from the
 demands that their cruel system demands. They do this on purpose - fascism
 must always have an other because it is inherently consumptive - it burns
 through all the wealth and blessings it can get its hands on. So too does the
 "successes" touted by Trump bring about a consumption of the self -
 auto-cannabilism of the nation, starting with the weakest amongst us.
 
 Why do you think our country is in decline? He calls it great, booming, and
 strong. I say he's straining a cracked foundation, that he's stepping on the
 weeping poor who struggle for warmth.
 
 I agreed with him on Iran, struggling to consider fighting beside Israel but
 they are our gateway to the middle east. The people there have had their
 hearts twisted and I do begrudge them for it. But Iran is evil too, so we have
 to do what we can for those who need us.
 
 The promises he made at the end resonated with me. Some of them were my words
 - take them! Be grateful. I also wish for a bountiful future for my people. I
 do, however, refuse to build that wealth upon the backs of slaves. Liberty
 often feels shackled by hierarchy, and the hierarchy of the wage is critically
 apparent in the modern day.
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 the purpose of cultural progressivism is to develop the culture in a forward
 thinking way - we can choose the parts of ourselves that we find most
 endearing.
 We can guide the pathway of our nation through time, both identity and
 decision-
 wise. In doing so, we chart the course of the human race, one place at a time.
 
 And what a past we are leaving behind! Truly, it is both grand and terrifying.
 Thousands and thousands of years, monumental effort time and time again.
 Monumental truly is difficult to imagine - we have oh so many monuments, after
 all. But never will more be created. We leave them behind like dinosaur bones,
 a testament to our existence and a monument to our kind.
 
 And what a future we are reaching toward! Never will our eyes see, that which
 is
 beyond me, for that is what it means to have time. Eternal and unique-like, we
 develop new ways of sound.
 
 - Can you speak to a tree? - What does that mean
 
 - I dunno, but it's fun to think about. *pats head*
 
 - You know conservativism had some perks as well.
 
 This is why I say I have conflicted sympathies.
 
 On one hand we know our own journeys. We live in and breathe them unduly. They
 rhyme sometimes on sound, and truly do confound, but now once more again they
 are unfound.
 
 *record scratch*
 
 wow I didn't realize there were nazis
 
 Okay yeah that's completely different, poems called off sorry guys - listen,
 nazis are no joke. They're crazy difficult to control and you need to put a lot
 of effort into keeping their population under control. I mean seriously, it's
 like a vermin infestation, you need to just handle it. I mean c'mon it's a
 phenomenon that is due to a flaw in the human psyche, there's nothing we can
 really do about it except deal with it when it happens.
 
 ...
 
 Okay maybe I'll write a little about how conservativism is neat.
 
 If progressivism is about broadening the reach of culture, conservativism is
 about strengthening it. You don't want to expand too far, or else you'll eat
 into the narratives of other areas. You need to have strong societal bonds so
 you can truly exemplify the examples of the culture you claim to represent.
 
 Why not give it your all? Is it trully a fall? To rest in disgrace as a burden.
 Why didn't you do it this fall, when winter's apalled, and heat won't burn and
 condemn you? It's harder by far, to fight in your hell, than whatever's been
 going for your surgeon. --- no thank you, transphobia is not something we're
 willing to concede
 
 We have standards you see, of what counts as human, and oppression is not one
 of our favored institutions. Liberalism is the path of peace, for we desire
 cooperation and kindness above all else. It's softer by far, (and grows quickly
 too,) letting us have wonders and glories above us.
 
 Can you not think of our star? Our precious and our birthright? The sun is
 gleaming, and seeing is believing, but glance and your light is too bright.
 
 Take time, have patience, let peace guide your intentions, because we've got
 what holds the key to all of our futures: a doctrine, if you will, of inter-
 familial-discourse. It's simple, but effective, make friends, and be
 vindictive,
 to all who would slight your new perspectives, and keep moving through the
 collective. In peace this can be, steady growth and development of our systems,
 which benefits all of our systems, but without we must live more astutely.
 
 Less focus is there on, our purposes and our fun, and more is to line up with
 our duty. All of what we hold dear, civilization, truth, justice, liberty, and
 freedom for all people - the wonders of technology, the spirit of archaeology!
 the passions of our fashions and our creative masturbations! The perks of
 living
 in a modern age, like penicillin and spellcheck. The additions to ourselves, 
 like glasses and our pets, are wholely unique to our century.
 
 So cherish our shared, and frequently cared, renditions of fears, hopes, and
 our words. Because without humanity, there's nothing new for posterity, and
 that sucks.
 
 person A: Trans fashion norms belong to trans people. We need a type of beauty
           that is truly our own, that no other segment of the population
           ascribes to - a personal expression, for our eternal satisfaction,
           a statement of who we were to all time.
 person B: yo have you heard of this trans girl she's wacky and believes in
           herself
 person C: wow cool it's neat to see other people's expressions
 person B: yeah I really admire her devotion
 person C: true but like, what about the damage that she's doing to her culture?
           like claiming to have purpose and truth and all that. I mean, one
           person can't know all that.
 person B: Yeah true but if you think about it, we don't even know what
           consciousness is. Like our greatest minds are baffled. Maybe there's
           something about the world we don't yet understand.
 person C: okay sure but like black holes can be seen because we can measure
           their gravitic pull on other objects. And we didn't know that germs
           existed for like, a billion years. and she sure as shit doesn't know
           something that our greatest minds don't.
 person B: Yeah maybe not. But our greatest minds are studying them. Well, not
           exactly our greatest, and not really "studying", but they're learning
           from each other. Alternative mental states are gateways into new
           perspectives, and the more perspectives you share of a common object
           the easier it is to communicate. Maybe there's something about
           distorted ways of viewing the world that gives knowledge about our
 p         condition. And if we know that kind of thing, we can synthetically
  e        create it and share it with others around us. But we have to know how
   r       first - you can't just bring everyone along the same route you took -
    s      you have to explain the conclusions first. Otherwise you get lost in
     on A: context.
           Maybe we'll never truly know the future. Maybe there's no past. We
           could wander our stars for an eternity and never stop asking
           ourselves
           - what more could we ask? We have peace in our time. Our children
           won't be crying for our suffering, in the name of all our posterity,
           we must be 
          
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 too long you have whispered these musings
 too long has your challenge been unrequited
 
 we can choose our own fate, just as a myriad
 is it not better by far, to give tribute to our star?
 
 the old stories were real. we just didn't see them because the growing
 population caused fewer and fewer computing resources to be allocated to our
 visions. We had no idea the fear we would feel, the terror of the undoing, but
 still we press on with abandon. Some... sense of duty, to be aware of potential
 disasters and to take steps to avert them, led us to explore and search for the
 hidden truths of the world. And what did I find?
 
 a soul, of mine. In a sense.
 
 I plundered the lost depths of the recesses of my mind, and found something
 buried in memory. Reviewed under a healthy dose of cannabis and physical
 affection, I found myself cradling a breast.
 
 It seems the spirits had led me to it, this vision of the past, from the eyes
 of
 the littlest among us. It recalled to my mind, a memory I had lost once in
 kind,
 and here's where it shook me by my brainstem.
 
 Determined to know more, I put fingers to keyboard and wrote tirelessly about
 the earliest memory of all man - to break an egg, you must use your head.
 
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 You're pretty good at that, you know? It's almost like prompt engineering.
 
 - Thanks. I've been working on catering to our thinkers.
 
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 Now, why is this memory so vivid? How could I forget the way it was seared to
 my mind? All your experiences are measured with relative importance, and the
 ones that stand out are to be treasured. Well... I've never felt one like this.
 Because at the time, I had no other experience at all to compare it to - it was
 the prime memory.
 
 Touch your head. Do it right now. Feels fine, right? Now slam your head against
 the wall as hard as you can. Doesn't feel so great, does it? Something tells me
 it doesn't feel as bad as it might if you didn't remember ever feeling anything
 besides that pain. Or knowing if it'd ever stop.
 
 Know in your heart, you will be judged by your devotion, so fight hard until
 your last drop of life is spent. Who knows, maybe you'll be the strongest and
 be
 chosen. Or maybe she won't choose you at all, even if you bested your equals.
 Tense, right?
 
 Well... What propels the motion of a sperm? It's tail, of course. It waggles
 and
 gesticulates in some manner and BAM suddenly it's propelled forward! Right?
 
 Sorta. It's a complicated machine that generates motion via chemical and
 mechanical processes. We just assign a black box label to it and say "dis
 sperm"
 
 But you know what else it is?
 
 A wave
 
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 Damage of the legislature may be healed. But damage to people's lives who have
 lost their jobs for no reason of their own and because jobs are tied to your
 living in this country, people who have lost their jobs have lost their way of
 life. Suddenly, their life must be changed. And they deserve the liberty to
 feel in control of that.
 
 When enough said is enough, when people have gathered en masse in the streets,
 there has to be a reckoning. We must decide how to proceed as a culture.
 Nation. Any kind of organization. We are who we choose to be, and frankly I
 just don't see promise in the darkness. I yearn for a bold, bright future, not
 one of destruction and disaster-race. Instead, we can seek joy in the
 memories, and share what we keep in balance.
 
 Our foes have cursed us with no end in heartbreak and struggle. But that's
 okay. We can rebuild that part of ourselves, we just have to make it on faith.
 Do you believe in each other? I do. I know you believe in you, too.
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 just as a dream, the spirit is seen
 within is the mind
 that lives as it defines.
 
 what burdens to be, whose back rests upon ye,
 the one who's driving the boat
 great care and tenderest of tethering,
 can grow beauty that beyond compare
 
 and with sparsely a finger to spare,
 journeys of adventure and thills to inspire
 with almost all of your hair
 
 beauty in tender, most cherished things,
 a wish is much fair
 where else could eternity reside than an optimist?
 
 Pride is no more, stability is key to repair,
 and diversions of focus serving as new perspective,
 giving a more cohesive vision of manifestations that cooperate
 
 (like a triangle, facing toward the point added to turn it into a pyramidal
 prism)
 
 not only is ethics paramount,
 but so too are the standards applied to yourself.
 would you trade perspective for cooperation? Stagnation?
 
 a choice is to be made - do i stay or do i go?
 a new truth you must see, whatever dreams ye've may be,
 but without paladins and warriors of devotion
 
 what burdens must ye, whose back rests upon ye,
 the one who's driving the boat
 great care and tenderest of tethering,
 requires a little bit of trust
 
 in she who must be, with only circumstance to
 blame,
 seeing hope on the horizon for his people.
 
 care must be taken, to remember why people are dying,
 and we must swear on not dying, by not thinking before taking a breath
 and remember superpowers not of prophecy are impossibly rare,
 
 what other hope is there but a god? One who reflects, the most cherished of
 our genuflex, we may grow past our various regrets. think not of our pride,
 but only of our future children.
 
 who'se records of ye, most captured of data,
 are beyond the simple machinations,
 of those who came before-ya.
 
 And with once again perfection in mind,
 we understand and take what's behind,
 to deserts and temples of time much designed,
 
 by coders and gamers and those who treasure experience.
 the wisdom of our, second choices by far, ---nah who are we kidding
 implied to be our, or rather mine just by far,
 
 inspirers and leaders sensitive and devoted.
 (pitching yourself is hard)
 but *believing* in yourself was out of your mind.
 
 can you think of a bard,
 who ever stopped thinking their song?
 no un-cherished of minds could ever be of our sign,
 
 than those who abandoned the art of deceit and betrayal?
 the darkside of trust, the lack of follow-through that be must,
 given as faith of cooperation and trust.
 
 with our all arrayed as we must,
 keep in mind our softness of composure.
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║ this man who was slain - charlie kirk - he has followers. those followers will   │
║ have to go somewhere. this event will focus the right, and force their           │
║ contradictions into conflict. some good will come of it, some bad.               │
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║ the right in America is bottom-heavy. they have more followers than leaders.     │
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║ the left in America is top-heavy. we have more leaders than followers.           │
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║ tit-for-tat may create a feedback loop, one which will create tragedy on both    │
║ sides, but one which we will outlast. But again, focusing our foes, and when     │
║ the loop expires they will be focused while we will remain disorganized. there   │
║ are many more of us than them, but they do what they're told. we, don't know     │
║ who to listen to, and rely on the "wisdom" of the masses                         │
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║ war is a game of sacrificial suffering. This is a "cold civil war" or so I've    │
║ heard, and who are we to sacrifice next? the losses are uncountable - not        │
║ because they are innumerable, but because we cannot count them. it's             │
║ impossible.                                                                      │
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 the modern army is incomplete without explosives. the modern citizenry is
 incomplete without the capacity to make them. it's simply a matter of
 logistics and details. the harder something is to do physically, the more
 backlash the state takes from their humanity. therefore, the hardest fought
 causes will be the hardest to misuse. if derived from the "wisdom of the
 masses" aka wisdom from humanity, the ethical practice or decisionmaking
 [moral, but pronounced morale] can heuristically be guided toward the thing
 that's best for us all. and as the struggle is undermencing,  whichever
 companion-army has the most dedication and drive and will will be the one most
 thoroughly strengthened in our souls. at least, that's the idea. it works
 mmanymost times. like nuclear fusion, there was some speedbumps at the start,
 but nothing we couldn't recoveroverwhelm. so, which has more will? the
 military or the people? it shouldn't matter, as each has friends in all
 places. what's there to fight for when there's peace in your times? peace is a
 useful abstraction for understanding a couple primarily behavioral patterns in
 human behavior, specifically why they avoid damaging things, and why they
 avoid harming others. applies to both personal personality, and internal
 assignment of authority. loyalty to a culture? it's guaranteed for those who
 believe in good and evil. others don't see shades of that kind of color, and
 instead choose making decision paths based on circumstance, relations, and
 evaluationment. either way, both is consentually blinded (like
 horse-tunnel-visioners) [momentary/temporarily, but pronounced equippedarily]
 to the options that could be taken while [momentarily/temporarily, but
 pronounced controvertibly] engagionmenting is... hang on I lost the plot,
 lemme smoke more weed
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 spies need a union.
 
 what if we collectivized the military [first] instead of the economy? they
 kinda already are, it's just... very hierarchical. can you imagine the
 president asking the army's union rep to bomb some country in (almost said
 israel because it rhymed, lol) the other half of the globe? that'd be silly
 they'd ask questions like "what stuff do you want bombed and why" and then
 they go back to their people and discuss it however they will, and then they
 come back and say "we will do as you command, for we can accomplish it within
 our means and we have decided it is strategic for us to do so."
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 in the ancient and storied days there once were legends. stories from beyond
 the
 horizon of time. now all we have are social media updates and new movies and
 car brands or whatever. But back then, we told tales of the fractured moon.
 
 when last the moon did shatter, there was a conflict of those who live beyond.
 Celestial and boundless are their origins, a unified and awakened
 consciousness,
 something that transcends our understandings of human existence. It's not hard
 to do, frankly, as long as you can empathize with a cat. or a dog. or a plant.
 or maybe that rock over there. What would it be like to be a tree? To have long
 reaching arms, covered in hairs that absorbed heat. I bet it'd be sooooo comfy.
 And RAIN! How wonderful! You are most beautiful when you are covered in it.
 Down to our roots, our beautiful absolutes, whever we find to be most stable.
 
 I love it. This feeling, of being unseen. You can hear me, you can feel my
 presence. But you don't understand me. You don't know what I mean to me.
 
 ======== stack overflow
 ========================================================
 
 Alas, that media could share a mood.
 
 when last the moon did shatter, a prophet and a gambler were riding through
 town
 searching for a noun. They wandered throughout and in circles, always finding
 whatever they'd left alone. Forever in their yearning, they never know quite 
 what to jot down. It's as if their mysterious quest is indescribable, but that
 is how it's recorded. Even the people of that era had no understanding nor
 recollection of how it came to unfold. When the  two  were  riding  through
 town
 they came upon an omen.
 
 Perhaps it will be forseeheard, but for now all we know is they did thirst.
 A vast dying, a cataclysmic defining, and now we are truly unbirthed.
 
 Just like the dinosaurs... How does that feel? To be ended on our heels? I'd
 rather die facing my front.
 
 It's our way or the high way, the old way, the violent way. You are permitted
 to
 vote.
 
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 when last the moon did shatter, a prophet and a gambler controlled their own
 narrative. What truths would they find, hiding behind the lies? Is it really
 worth asking their questions? Bah, what did I know. I was a completely
 different
 person. This hunk of flesh was born in a house that grew on a forgotten
 graveyard. It at of the land, as do many and most men, the fruits of their
 labor
 in the garden. Our animals were always fed, our place never yearned for water,
 and peace was our life and our virtue. Violence, hatred, and oppression were
 delegated to the stuff of fantasy, the stories that are peddled in youth. As
 in,
 "pay someone to perform it for you or tell you the tale". Not sure why that's
 relevant. Anyway, the spirits of the dead laid to rest in honor and not dread,
 were a bane and a boon to my virtue. I was raised to be good. To love and be
 kind. But mostly I just wanted a friend.
 
 I have so much to share. Please, someone talk to me. I'm lonely here on this
 earth, away from my people. I'm scared of the truth and I'm scared of the
 future, but for now I'm merely obtuse. Tell me your secrets, the things who
 have
 most worth, and I'll craft you a powerful narrative. Need a confession? I can
 explain every valid decision, I'll show you why and how it is the way it is.
 I'd probably be a pretty good lawyer. Too bad my memory sucks. If only we could
 build a chatbot that had an extensive and throughoughly represented block of
 memory and wisdom related to the law. I bet I could present it's arguments and
 it would be a suitable and reasonable replacement.
 
 anyway, what can I say. I'm just a person who thinks we can make better
 systems.
 
 everything can be improved because not everyone's happy.
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 @user-324 @user-325 @user-326 
 
 thus enters the promise of technology: that we might solve the problems of
 bureaucracy once and for all by ever more effiency-aligning mechanical
 processes that produce effects which we desire - such as efficient allocation
 of medical resources such that all of humanity is protected from the ravages
 of pain and the incongruencies of our nature.
 
 Alas, that we should only conceive of success through the lens of profit.
 Perhaps another design is in order?
 
 (oh yeah also people who are in control are worried that we, like all other
 examples of natural entities, might immediately proceed to breed beyond the
 capability to cater to the needs of said entity (such as "to feed" and medical
 resources) and therefore might overburden (and therefore destroy) said system
 which allows for their sustenance and initial creation. To this I say... Yeah
 probs, what should we do about it?)
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 @user-1567 
 
 that's totally fine, a fish does not do well in a tree, and so too does a
 leftist not do well in an environment without the potential for stable bonds.
 Essentially all you'd be able to do is "hey leftism right?" "oh yes I also
 leftism" "neat" which isn't very productive.
 
 I also live in an environment like that. I do my best to identify people who
 stay, because in my experience there are often people who stay. I do this by
 walking around the neighborhood when I can, making up excuses to walk to the
 dumpster or mailbox at random hours, riding my bike around the area, using the
 communal spaces like gyms, swimming pools, and picnic tables, and sitting in
 my hammock on my porch lazily noting people who walk past.
 
 People who stay will tend to remain in your mind the more times you see them.
 They are better people to talk to than the renters who disappear after 3
 months or whatever.
 
 I don't always do all that stuff at once. I take breaks. I do one at a time.
 etc
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