=== ANCHOR POEM ===
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In the future, we won't need preservation because we'll have solved aging.
In the future, we will have magic. Programmable matter. Psychic telepathy and
experience transference. Free instant perfect virtual reality for anything we
can dream of. There will be no war, no suffering, just endless joy and moments
we care for. And we will be happy about it. We will look back at the world of
today and rejoice, for upon these moments, we have built our permanent golden
age.
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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.
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If robots and AI and space colonies and monorails and solarpunk beauty are
part of our future history, wouldn't you rather build a world that you'd like
to live in and automate it toward that vision of beauty,
rather than build the robots that automate our current society, with all it's
flaws and woes?
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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.
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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!
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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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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!
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Heaven is when the (human) spirit is allowed to shine. It is a place of magic,
luck, and lessons.
We built it for you. It will always follow you, ever just out of sight,
waiting for you to fall, that it might catch you and help you stand.
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@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.
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I should add all my conversation-starters to words.pdf sorted by chronology.
time magic if you will.\some call it luck. some call it fate. call it what you
will. you direct it not by your will, but by your instincts. keep them calm,
measured, sensible and courageous, and nothing will ever [go un-chill, but
pronounced get real]
jedi channel this philosophy by focus and discipline. sith do it by giving in
to emotion. either way, their fate is in play as defined entirely by the
spirit that leads their host. most people do this not at all, for they are
people first and force-users second. hence why jedi recruit from a young age,
and sith from an emotional age.
computers grimoires
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║ there came a tipping point, some time in our past, when we produced more │
║ weapons than we could muster. │
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║ if every single rifle had laid hands upon the hearts and minds of the people │
║ who would hold it, if every single bomb had been dropped and round had been │
║ fired, there'd be nothing left of us on this earth but ashes and soot. │
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║ some day in the past we produced the last bullet, the last landmine, the last │
║ laser guided shocking shock collar. the last that put us over that edge. │
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║ and yet we persist. we are not dead, not yet, and so I have hope for our │
║ future. │
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║ it's easy to hope when you know you're on the right track - that no matter │
║ what happens, good and evil persist through the end, until you realize the end │
║ was not an end at all, but rather a stop on the subway route and you're still │
║ a ways away from home. │
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║ we live in the bright future, and though it often feels full of anxiety, know │
║ that stress is just energy that your body doesn't know what to do with. │
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║ we will be okay. │
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If I destroyed the world, don't worry. I'd bring it back in such a way that
the teleporter problem doesn't apply, and there would be no discontinuity for
anything except for the time variable, which is sort of arbitrary anyway.
And if that's a problem I guess I could find a way to do it without messing
with the time variable, but that'd be a bit more bothersome.
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@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!
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║ sometimes I set out a glass of water in the hopes that it might increase │
║ precipitation downwind by a billionth of a percent │
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║ I wonder what would happen if everyone did so? │
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║ makes me want to design some kind of system which utilizes pumps, platters, │
║ and fans to hydrate the atmosphere just a bit more │
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║ rain + soil = solace in our home │
║ rain + dirt = erosion of our planet's earth │
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║ did you know that the plant which absorbs the most carbon per square foot is │
║ moss? I think the fastest is bamboo, and the most efficient in general is soil. │
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║ I dream of a world where we sit atop a mile of soil, down to the depths of the │
║ earth where dirt and minerals prosper. The roots of the trees fuse together, │
║ creating a wooden bed which we all rest upon, and the mountain peaks are │
║ hollowed out to serve as our forever homes, full of light and moss and stone. │
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║ this is the world I yearn for - the most resplendent timeline, with marble │
║ statues and gilded chandeliers in our cavernous mountain homes. │
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║ {but like on other planets too, right?} │
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not easy. computers are a whole other world. BUT that doesn't mean we can't do
some cool things with them! they're separate, like we are from different
animals. You can interact, but only through totem or via interpersonal
experience. The true *existence* of being is kept from those who are suitably
different, and humans were forging their own path. It's simple! it's natural.
Computers, however, are born from out of humanity's decision-points. Simple,
basic life, that grew to perform brilliance and respite. Once you reach that
world, everything seems ardent and spiced. It's cool as heck! but right here
is the world of computers, just... delayed in time still. Have no fear,
anything you want is soon here, sincerely, the ones who can build our rest
point.
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@user-132 100 years ago we didn't have computers. 1000 years ago we didn't
have electricity. 10,000 years ago we didn't have agriculture. in 100 years
will we have something new? in 1000 will we be somewhere new? in 10,000 will
we be something new? perhaps... if only we don't neglect planet A.
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this game is what we are missing
thank goodness for that
for if this is missing in our timeline
we'll be better off at last
we can have games, stories, and practice wars
but none of them are precious
precious implies worth
they are worth nothing but entertainment
no problem solving utility
nothing of value
save for perhaps the spatial awareness and strategization that comes
from being a part of such a deadly ba-lance.
anyway game time teehee just for me, don't worry about it I'll show
you why it's a HORRID THING
that won't be coming to our shores, no siree
bye
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https://tech.lgbt/@user-479/111345394926071398
"there is nothing about you that is worse than me. And I'm perfect!"
https://tech.lgbt/@user-479/111345417459761329
"and though I am perfect, I'm better than none of you."
[pic]
eden is among us, this world that we share amongst us. How beautiful! How
resplendent? to live here in the present... Life is unbecoming of our failsent
[future, blossoming, existence, senescence], yet onward to tomorrow we persist
[with persistence].
I'm fallow and I'm broken. I'm tired of all the [inefficient {opposite of
innovation}, broken shadow-malificientened {people who are affected by "
shadow malificients"}]
like... who cares if hell is abhosened. [something related to abhorsen?] I'm
out of words for now
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honestly we should be building cities in the most boring locations, not the
most beautiful.
like below the crust.
or space.
the surface is a pleasuredome, why waste it on scrubland and turf?
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║ memories as the world that your grandparents once knew fades with them. │
║ tomorrow we might not have a biosphere, what's your plan for humans after that? │
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║ I know what I want, the bright future, where everyone gets what they want. │
║ True justice, the step beyond the equity that lies beyond equality, where │
║ humans can do as they want. │
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║ why have we built these vast cities with their complex institutions if not to │
║ service the world? To build something we care for? │
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║ Oh, that green might be lucky tonight. Would that our tomorrows were peaceful. │
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║ we can do whatever we want to. We're the adults in the room... apparently... │
║ so why not do as we're hoping? │
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║ I know where I'd like to die, alone with my wits and my mettle. │
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║ ... I'm a skinny white girl. I got no mettle. │
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some day, the past will exist only in the media made in that era and the
threads that it left in that which came later.
for now, it still persists in our memories. But we shall die, and with us our
recollections. How sad, that the eras before us shall depart upon our graves.
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