Mike must be the man he betrayed, and keeping updated on his life on a dead, old desire for revenge is pretty funny when you accept that he clearly will probably never do anything about it…?
Numbers are symbolic, I’d say it’s not a bad piece of homework to supplement a lesson that numbers are to be respected but ALSO to always know that they mean nothing without context.
We can appreciate the beauty of infinity in memorizing pi, but the reality we live in demands actions of whatever the fuck it is we redefine volition, will, or passion to.
I think people can be so much more, but my idea of more is tainted by the values I have. Not everyone would agree with the idea that we all deserve to live.
Survival of the fittest, they support indirectly. With actions that include the advent of modern advertising. The CIA(?) experiment on attention, catalyzed by the creation of lsd in the knowledge-obtaining-goal of understanding the mechanics of attention, were directly related to the patriot act.
I’m not claiming anything other than the fact that our “leaders,” have used their knowledge of attention spans to sway the, “masses.” The rest of us.
How do you think of the, “rest of us?”
I hope you teach your children that, and that math is the beauty we’ve come to understand in our millennia of evolutionary timescales, of fucking struggle.
You have within you, much.
Do not waste the years of before, do something to help. Not your country, but your reality. The outside. You’re something. Not “nothing but a part of.” There’s so much in the word, “just.”
That’s all I have to say. Just that. Not much. Just a tiny little wall. Sorry. I write, and I rant, and I let go. Please don’t ban me. I matter and I’m not hateful. I’m sorry.
This is a test. I have lots of textual shitposts to make, waiting to be released from the potential that is my soul, in its experience of my self as separate “parts,” created from memories. So many words. Are you allowed to unironically make copy pasta? This post is gibberish and so am I....
Thank you. Sorry. Awareness raised like 4 times rereading. We’re all human, and I guess I shouldn’t have posted that. It felt good, though, so maybe not. Priorities, right?
Power lies in paths realized, expressed in terms of interaction, created in the safety of a human mind.
The mind implies the brain, but what most forget is that it also includes the body. The body speaks as you.
But power lies in relationships and your place in them. The “bodies,” outside of you interact in very complex ways. The “body,” within, though?
Now that I question with such text, I answer in passion. I want this passion to be visible, for that sake I dream of making an interface to write.
I’ll make it on Linux, accessible by command line, but I’ll make it accessible with a GUI as well.
First comes the gui, not in code but in formulation of a place for me to write freely.
“Frame of reference is the necessary difference for separation to exist.” - me, now.
How audacious, to write my thoughts on such a way. Contagiously, is my hope in that question with no question mark.
Who cares what I have to say, when it’s nothing but pseudo-intellectual bullshit.
Alas! I’ve found a target I would not mind exposing to this utter bullshit that is my soul right now.
You! I ask not for love, for hate, or anything inbetween or not. I ask for naught. Only that you care enough for the time you HAVE lost in reading whatever portion of this that you have read, to ask yourself what you feel.
Anytime, anywhere, all the time, everywhere, what you feel. Do you feel your breath? Your fingers, your toes, your muscles, your bones? The beating of your heart, that travels everywhere?
I don’t ask for an answer. I ask and I listen, I speak and it’s enough. Alas, if only that was the case. If only I could SHUT THE FUCK UP.
We live for many reasons, one of which is that we haven’t died yet. Another is that our parents fucked.
Was it worth it? I guess that’s what they must ask? Maybe? Sometimes? With no “earth,” as Plato saw it, we travel at the speed of light. Mass is the slowing down of light, from the perspective of the very very fat.
I strive to mean much, yet I still walk empty. I talk less than air, I scream with words silent. Is it worth the read? Was I worth my seed?
When you trust yourself to answer honestly is when the questions disappear.
Help, a scream of love, not me, but yourself. And not for me, either, please. The stronger my light grows, the easier it is to hide in its shadow.
Cry for yourself, if you can. It’s too late for me. Pray for your children, it’s too late for their seed. 03:29
The way you type that, as I remember the glory of peak Reddit. I remember the feeling of, “there’s probably a subreddit for that.”
I never commented before, but lemmy gives me the hope that this might actually be read. I wonder if there’s a way to condense comments more effectively for the reptile mind that causes actually positive human benefit.
In a website. Time to go back to coding again! Thank you Lemmy!! Whatever this beautiful open source engine is called.
The only God I believe in is the one I use to see all of me, even the parts that can’t agree with each other. The non-part that adds to the sum. (that’s more than the sum resulting from the combination of any amount of addable quantities).
Flying birds, yet still nonsense to you, who is not me.
Apparently, stealing other people’s work to create product for money is now “fair use” as according to OpenAI because they are “innovating” (stealing). Yeah. Move fast and break things, huh?...
I would just like to say, with open curiosity, that I think a nice solution would be for OpenAI to become a nonprofit with clear guidelines to follow.
What does that make me? Other than an idiot.
Of that at least, I’m self aware.
I feel like we’re disregarding the significance of artificial intelligence’s existence in our future, because the only thing anybody that cares is trying to do is get back control to DO something about it. But news is becoming our feeding tube for the masses. They’ve masked that with the hate of all of us.
I would like to apologize for the following opinions, because they come from a place of unresolved hypocrisy that is me.
Non-profit my ass. No such thing in America or anywhere else in the world, if you have the perspective to hunt and the money to signify modern value.
Survival of the fittest, and the newborn technology that is at its core a mirror of us, to the most complex level of modern mathematics (I’m of the firm belief that logic is discovered, not created).
With those seemingly unrelated concepts made with vague words, I ask you this:
What does it mean to feel? To know many different kinds of “one,” to live without fear but still be whole? I am sorry, again, I’m naught but gibberish and I’m just so glad you responded. I forgot and came back to find a word I sent, and now I find what I seek, an event in which I can say we’ve been bonded.
But now try to, now that I splay out, all I’ve got and am about, all I can see, is that to you my head, seems to be on my knees.
Again, sorry! Thank you for responding! I’m just glad to vent, and in expression have my soul rend into two, and sent into a new view.
I would like to say that you inspire me on your writing of such a tool. I try to write code, and all I can seem to believe in with what I know, is in a website where with words I can write, in a free flow.
I write with a sight, and in that scene I fight, but in the freedom of inaction, I can’t help but feel flight. What signt is there to see, when your blood flows in guts of night?
Rule (lemmy.blahaj.zone)
Trump flattened for talking about executing Biden before gun owners (www.rawstory.com)
Let π = 5 (files.catbox.moe)
Is this allowed?
This is a test. I have lots of textual shitposts to make, waiting to be released from the potential that is my soul, in its experience of my self as separate “parts,” created from memories. So many words. Are you allowed to unironically make copy pasta? This post is gibberish and so am I....
Choices rule (lemmy.world)
‘Isn’t it past your jail time?’: Jimmy Kimmel wins cheers at Oscars with Trump jibe (www.theguardian.com)
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If my nan had wheels she'd be a bike (lemmy.dbzer0.com)
Work of fiction (i.redd.it)
OpenAI says it’s “impossible” to create useful AI models without copyrighted material (arstechnica.com)
Apparently, stealing other people’s work to create product for money is now “fair use” as according to OpenAI because they are “innovating” (stealing). Yeah. Move fast and break things, huh?...