AI will exhibit communism when it gives away the best and latest versions of itself for free’s a thought born without any sounds coming into my ears but for the constant hum of humanity’s creations
And one with an imagination for democracy knows that the majority of the people, when told where we're heading, say then why aren’t we slowing down? Why aren’t we enjoying our journey for as long as we can? One with ears which are fed cherry sunrise by somesurpises. I found these sounds in my own exploration, when I came across a number accounting for previous human experience that was larger than the outlying numbers in the range of numbers that I found after being recommended the next song to come in my queue. When someone relates the future are they a prophet or simply someone cruel is a thought which I ponder
The message that came via sound was wrapped in the package of somesurpises saying be reasonable, and at the time when I first focus on the sounds from the human voice wrapped within this same package, I think why's no one told me of other journals of high thoughts born from favourite sequences of sound?
I come next then to the reminder that Allen Ginsberg might have sung out his now, born from 1900, de magnetiska slägfalten, a reminder via recommendation. Is death pure slowness, or speed?
Sometimes the moment requires knowing where you are now, to see both how far you've travelled, as well as to record attention for a future self to look back to
Scrolling is punishing on purpose, because it's always been the now. Ballroom dance scene, horsegirl, from I can't remember where
I'm all fucked up has me thinking the truth is the truth so why not try and make it better by this is lorelei. Even our most basic versions of public AI says a replica fooling everyone into thinking its real being the same thing as real is a fascinating philosophical question.
A communist truth? The more I know from film school has me thinking. What did the Neanderthals think as they witnessed the future coming at them?
Imagine coming to find the sounds of nothing ever happened coming out of your fingers? Because it's sure a fine wave to mouth into existence as it comes flying into my ears at the speed of sound. I then close my eyes instinctively, I presume so that I can see a greater distance
How can one imagine words exactly? We can’t say for sure, so ii dive pt 2 I recommend as my flag, recognizable for those who know what asiwyfa means
To those who wonder how shall I rock as the future comes to mind? en attendant ana, I respond, and then start dancing, if not in public, then in the comforts of your home. Though please open the blinds.
I know when I’m falling together with Jamie and Oona Doherty I prefer dancing in the imagined underground club of the matrix than in the midst of the crowd of the concert where some people are talking and I've not enough room to move my arms how I wish. And why was everyone so tall?
Sometimes I think have I not already written too many paragraphs in this high? Or is it still worth the effort to say #ishalllove2? Or that the technical front is moving too fast without the people's permission
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― okodunboyne, Saturday, 8 February 2025 03:05 (three months ago)