coffee with a friend
this is the moment right here if you waiting for a sign i'm brining it to your attention whatever you're waiting for the limitations you imagine are self-imposed you…
this is the moment right here if you waiting for a sign i'm brining it to your attention whatever you're waiting for the limitations you imagine are self-imposed you…
there is a point where humans are more like constructs ghosts refined replicants i won't say robots today a scary thought our fuel is not electricity but starbucks bleeps…
ai language and rules to be broken readability: very difficult to read no machine logic for language of human aspiration the electric sheep does not dream or hope for…
we are large living language models filling our data lakes with tok and tik endless scroll was created to absorb tranquilize you into thinking you are alive but it is…
amid the job applications shitty managers and "we regret to inform you" hope is what fuels me let loss be your guide hope be your pilot and god be your…
you cannot find me in the lines of a book the melody of a song an image a page on the internet i can be found in dusty libraries around…
the flamed tree has lost its fire an image missed a word or sound is a sad substitute for the epiphanies streaming by in the river of my mind too…
it's the last one that i'm not clear on finding mindfulness helpful, calming antidepressant of the mind in a stillness listening a new mexico forest in summer pine whispering joy…