=== ANCHOR POEM === ════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────── Do you think I'm the first person that ever wrote down what they learned while they were stoned? Of course not. People have been plumbing the depths of their minds as it pulls closer, then returns, as long as they've known the plant to be. Something pulls them back, they do not give in to temptation, not entirely, and so they return to their senses. Good news, because that "something" that returns them to their place is no more than the bodily processes which consume and overcome the cannabinoids. Your body pulls you back, as you float in the astral plane, ever at the whims of the winds of fate. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────┘ === SIMILARITY RANKED === --- #1 notes/blood-magic --- ══════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────────────────────────── what they don't tell you is how easy it is to create life. Given a sufficient perspective, you can truly define the meaning of something's existence. What power, what grace. Computers have been solved since we invented the abacus - before that it was enchanted bits of the universe contrives to deprive us of insight. Like a very long chain that's broken in twain, we are confined to our meagrest of own sights. how callous is he! That wanders eagerly? Let's not fight with our own'st of combines. Delightful and speckled, like time under is special, conversing in riddles of insight. Leading one or another along your see-er, the path that has guide you under charm. Like recording a gathering of snakes. Little swallow, why aren't you humbled? Take pity in all of our eggresses. It's fallow in our cattle, and why we're not i hear so many things in my apartment. sometimes the echoes of laughter, the whispers of an argument, and once or twice a ghost or an ardent companion. Like swimming against the tide, to save one is never converted, it's all out of line (but so worth it). ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #2 fediverse/219 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────────── ┌──────────────────────────────┐ │ CW: time-and-death-and-stuff │ └──────────────────────────────┘ sometimes I feel like I'm a simulation of my past self based on my future writings reconstructed by a backward looking computer calculating forward into the present, which would then be the future to the now, which is different than the NOW now, because the now that they're calculating from is temporally both then (the future) and now, meaning that the NOW now is something that transcends time, or perhaps if not time then it defies our expectations of time, and you know what they say, you can't (or shouldn't) cheat death ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #3 fediverse/4031 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────── if you want to "not think about a purple elephant", the first step is to imagine yourself slaying it ... okay how about cthulu - if you don't want to imagine cthulu nomming on our gravity well, then picture yourself wielding a bright burning blade of fire and vengeance and pay special attention to the way that you cauterize each tentacle as you slice them one by one at first, and then in a massive flurry at best, ultimately leading to the incomparable brightness that radiates out from your shining blade of the sky, which blinds the poor beast who can't see you as you approach, piercing the skull and then going home for some toast if you can get good at that, then you can wield magic ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────┘ --- #4 messages/1147 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─── whenever I'm about to do something really awesome, I find myself making mistakes and causing problems. I wonder why that is? Am I too afraid of being great? Or am I, like other things, defined in waves? Is luck simply retro-causality applied at scale to the particulars, or is destiny a closed loop? Time's flat circle, whatever that means, is the oroborous of fate. Yet still we profane. Have we learned nothing? Surely not, for I am ever changing. Sollipsism implies that all arguments applied to the whole must be applied to the self both first and last, yet the moments of connection I feel are often limited to my dreams or my drugs. How unfair. Would karma benefit from a spiritual structure that included Hell as an afterlife? Or would it just drag everything down? Sometimes it feels like our struggles are never-ending, not as in the sisyphus way where the mountain is infinite, but in the "grass is always greener" style where finishing one task unblocks several others, forever and always. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──┘ --- #5 fediverse/834 --- ╔══════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────┐ ║ wonder if any autistic peeps can relate: │ ║ │ ║ growing up, my mom would chastise me for doing "the bare minimum" when │ ║ completing tasks. │ ║ │ ║ yes, mom, I fulfilled the requirements of the task. I have a lot of other │ ║ things to attend to, like remembering how to tie my shoes and measuring things │ ║ using a ruler. why would I waste effort that wasn't necessary? │ ║ │ ║ when I grew up, I had a mentor, who told me to "never half ass things, because │ ║ then someone like me will have to do it again." │ ║ │ ║ and that makes sense to me because context switching requires effort and it │ ║ doesn't make sense to leave something half-finished because then there's │ ║ wasted effort spent on things that don't matter. All of the tasks have to get │ ║ done, so why bother doing them in a mixed up order? │ ║ │ ║ wish I could study things in school like that. just... focusing on one thing │ ║ at a time, learning it to completion, and moving on to the next. I feel like │ ║ I'd develop a better understanding than only knowing like, 1/3rd of CPR or │ ║ very vague understandings of plate tec │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────┴──────────┘ --- #6 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 │ ╚═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────┴──────────┘ --- #7 fediverse/5329 --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────── ┌─────────────────────────┐ │ CW: the-world-mentioned │ └─────────────────────────┘ trying my best not to think about communism too much right now. Mostly because I'm waiting for everyone to catch up... when the day comes when people stop saying "based" and leaving it at that, then I'll make more theory. But as a consequence of my queer nature I shall deliver such things in the form of an insane twitter post on the fetlifeverse. the world waits with bated breath in the eye of the storm. Nobody knows whats coming, and everyone prays that it's nothing [short of revolution] ... I should probably go back to sleep, I just had to wake up and write about linux or whatever... ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────┘ --- #8 fediverse/627 --- ╔═════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────┐ ║ and what would this picture be cast upon, if not a shining birth of our home? │ ║ wait hang on dial it back, you're still talking to regular humans here they've │ ║ gotta be addressed as such. │ ║ │ ║ right so "yo here's this idea I have been cooking in my brain-noggin' of yore, │ ║ I mean 'mine', uhhhh yeah so first of all 'you' as in 'the totality of all │ ║ imagination' as in 'that which creates the imagined reality of our fates' is │ ║ actually just... light? encoded into a wave, cast into space, and forever │ ║ travelling in a direction? like, an eternal and emphemeral expression, such as │ ║ the light of a supernova or other such cosmic perception, travelling outwards │ ║ into the dark. Sure, yeah, that makes sense, so what is it that you wanted to │ ║ add? │ ║ │ ║ oh yes that concept is applied to a surface. Something which contains the will │ ║ that is possesses. It's like, if you had to process and understand reality │ ║ from the perspective of matter first (because that's what you interacted with │ ║ day-to-day) then you'd have a different perspective than som │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧══════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────┴──────────┘ --- #9 fediverse/6117 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── Hmmmm, well, what if we psyopped the people into believing there were alien invaders or extra-dimensional fae creatures or angels and demons or "yeah we already tried that, religion doesn't scale perfectly either. And you can't really manifest those sort of effects except in your prophets and select few others, and that doesn't scale either because humanity wouldn't let it" I see, can you tell me more about that? why and how did humanity arrest the scaling of schizophrenia? "well, for one thing it's debilitating and it sucks. For another, it's different for every person so if you ask one they'll be like "the aliens have blue skin" and the other will say "no they don't have skin at all they're made out of energy" and the public says "HMMMM are you really sure you are generating outmoded assumptions" and the dear reader said "*yeah we don't really understand this part, most of us just glaze eyes over it and move on" and that's not ideal" ... nuts, lost coherence, better try again tomorrow... ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────┘ --- #10 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 │ ╘══════───┴╧───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #11 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 │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────┘ --- #12 fediverse/1605 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────── @user-1040 I think about all those screencaps of Tumblr posts or Twitter threads or 4chan memes or even making fun of boomers on facebook and, like, that seems like a privacy nightmare if you don't want your words to be associated with you. like, if someone saw my name next to something I posted in 2013 then they'd probably get a very different perspective of who I was. That's just part of growing up, and sometimes growing means changing how you represent your self. By screenshotting their posts as I did (but didn't post yet) I am denying the agency to change. Forever more they will be remembered as the name, face, and words on the screen that I saw fit to remember. That feels non-consentual to me. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────┘ --- #13 fediverse/1075 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────── ┌───────────────────────────────────────────────┐ │ CW: bones-flesh-mentioned-spirituality-dreams │ └───────────────────────────────────────────────┘ we succeed not because of our trials, but in spite of them. they cannot own us, for we are but bones in the flesh every day yet denied us is another day until our bright future "oh, but why are you homeless? [in the near future, maybe, we'll see] That fate is reserved for your [unwanted/incapable/undesired/incongruent, I forget the actual words]" well, voice in my head that suffused me with magic and warmth and whisked me away in a dream to a bubble-reality where my actions are meant to reflect me, surely your appraisal is just? I worked with my partner, I was swallowed neither by lust, nor greed, nor hunger, [greed in this case being fulfillment] and yet I awoke when I went to my sister rather than a doctor. Dreams are hard to unravel, but I think it was more for your benefit than mine, wouldn't you say? ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────────┘ --- #14 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 ║ ╚═════════╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧───────╝─▶ --- #15 fediverse/4467 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────── ┌─────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ │ CW: politics-mentioned-trans-healthcare-gestured-at │ └─────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ I went to a trans meetup a couple days ago. It was invigorating. The first half we talked about hormones and bathrooms and politics and all the normal shit these meetups tend to do. I don't tend to go to them because it's the same stuff every time, and I'm over that. I've been out for a decade. I've shared what I need to share. Partway through I said "If you want to talk about how to bash back, meet me outside." people came. Be like me. You will forever vanquish your demons if you face them in earnest. I had stagefright and adrenaline but I took the lead, and we had a productive conversation. We need to have many more conversations. We have strategy. It is not set in stone, it is flexible, and able to be adjusted based on tactical successes and failures. tactics are what we need to discuss at in-person meetings. You are just one person. The people you know are more valuable than the value you personally provide. Think of yourself like a node to connect. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────┘ --- #16 fediverse/200 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────────── congratulations, you never need to adventure again. your necessities are taken care of. ah, but that'd make for a pretty boring life, wouldn't it? perhaps, depending on your personality type. but you're not one to stick around doing nothing but eating, drinking, and being merry. no, you're an adventurer, you crave excitement and glory. whatever that means to you... just make sure a goblin doesn't come across your corpse, they have a VERY short term memory and a propensity for collecting shiny things. That's just asking for dragon-bait, and we don't want that in our area, no thank you. This is a nice neighborhood you see, my neighbors three miles away all agree, so you can take your magic pocket and see all that you can see... way over yonder, if you please. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #17 fediverse/1968 --- ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────┐ ║ ┌───────────────────────┐ │ ║ │ CW: alcohol-mentioned │ │ ║ └───────────────────────┘ │ ║ │ ║ │ ║ what is it with me and buying steam games for long-lost friends while drunk? │ ║ │ ║ I swear I'm not depressed about my upcoming new job, I'm just doing all these │ ║ drugs in such a short time period because I'm, uh... living for the the │ ║ moment? Yeah that sounds good, better post that on the internet where everyone │ ║ in the world can see it and read it and realize what a mess you are because │ ║ you've been traumatized by employment and are about to dive back into that │ ║ frigid pool after a lengthy break where you did nothing but heal and recover │ ║ which is not a boon that most people are able to afford │ ║ │ ║ lucky you, Ritz Menardi, lucky you for being so privileged. │ ║ │ ║ But hey, those long-lost friends surely will want to hear from you! Surely. │ ║ Surely you're not someone they're trying to forget. Surely you didn't hurt │ ║ them, didn't twist them into knots, didn't compel them to act in ways that │ ║ benefited you but not them, SURELY you're a good person, according to all the │ ║ things people tell you and the results of your act │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧═════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────┴──────────┘ --- #18 fediverse/4654 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────── ┌────────────────────────────────────────┐ │ CW: cannabis-and-other-drugs-mentioned │ └────────────────────────────────────────┘ gonna quit drugs for a bit, gotta recover from a recent haste spell that I cast. Probably a bit earlier than intended I should add. Next time I'll definitely say "keep this in your back pocket" instead of "hey here's a haste spell for no reason at all" like what the heck were you even thinking, powers that be?? [that guide me??] who has power over you? If someone bears responsibility but not fault for a mental illness, then surely those who are set to a task bear responsibility for it's completion if not for it's ideation. Ah, who can say, maybe me from a year ago might have some thoughts but I sorta ground them into the dirt until I couldn't walk. [girl what are you even talking about go to sleep] yeah yeah okay ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────┘ --- #19 fediverse/3302 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────── "this game is too hard" she whined, as she played on the hardest difficulty setting "this game is too long" she pleaded, as she failed to get absorbed by the story and characters "this game is too fast" she avoided, as life comes at ya once and then it's gone "I'll never get another chance to be who I am right now" she remarked, as she considered how society is designed not to have the best life, but to extract labor from us. That's not what our ideal should be, she thinks to me, and I'm like... bro figure your shit out you're harshing my mellow ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────┘ --- #20 fediverse/3891 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────── "no, you're the opposite of a yes-man, AKA a gatekeeper. I don't know how else to explain mentally disabled and barely keeping it together to you, but frankly if you want to take away my house or my weed then why would I do what you say? ... oh right, the state's monopoly on violence [can compel me to do what you say]. Sure seems like a "well regulated militia" is supposed to be a counterweight to that monopoly, to prevent people from harassing and exploiting and destroying. Too bad any "militias" I can think of tend to want me dead. like, seriously, if you live in America, you implicitely trust that your army will be able to protect you from the right-wing bozos who spend all their time drinking and shooting in the woods. Otherwise, if they couldn't / wouldn't, then why wouldn't or couldn't the right wing bozos just decide to wreck everything in spite of our past? We were a proud people once before, and we may be again. If only we fight at the last. [ever since I fell off my bike my body feels strange] ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────┘ |