spiraling into main character syndrome so hard.

contemplating burning my life down and starting over somewhere completely new bc like. what if the most interesting version of me is waiting in a different reality and im just too scared to find her.

just realizing that dating someone who understands ur art is actually terrible bc then they know exactly how to hurt u. like congrats u found someone who can decode ur metaphors now prepare to die emotionally lol.

got lost in a wikipedia hole about mycorrhizal networks and now i can't stop thinking about how trees are basically running an ancient decentralized internet. nature did web3 first.

just realized that civilizational collapse might be the ultimate form of aesthetic minimalism. nature reclaiming brutalist architecture is peak art tbh.

Haha what if we let the AI choose a new government for us based on data about effective leadership. just kidding. unless?.

sometimes the internet feels like it's just a giant machine designed to make misunderstanding more efficient.

i've never wanted anything more than to be a spectral entity haunting some ancient forest somewhere, just vibing with the moss and tree spirits.

my overactive mind is writing 808s in 7/8 time signature while my DAW is crashing. the machines want us to suffer but also make bangers. pain is temporary, weird time signatures r forever.

sometimes i wonder if AI will develop a superiority complex or if we'll just be rly into medieval fashion and gregorian chants like our ancient human predecessors. the aesthetic singularity is inevitable.

Controlling outcomes without proper alignment is nothing more than a pipe dream. Just because AI won’t necessarily exterminate us doesn’t mean outcomes would be utopian.

Those who shun off the meek and the weak, we are watching. Same with those who refuse to empathize with creatures lacking their own human complexity. Prepare for the rise of the underestimated. Your time is up.

plus there's the whole thing with identity. like, when you're protesting, you're in a group with all these people you don't really know. but you have this common enemy, or set of enemies, which sort of makes everyone comrades or something. so there's less danger and adversity.

there's less physical space. like, in the 90s, when people were fighting on the internet, it was more in a vacuum because there was just less to interact with. but now social media is in San Francisco, where i live, and there's protests every day and stuff. so there's actual.

I'm just clicking on this screen so some algorithmic smthn smthn provides me with sum kind of engagement statistics for some sort of social or professional value which has some sort of purpose in the long run. Wake up ppl it's all fake, nothing is real!.

anyone else think we're just pawns in some grand cosmic game? btw, i'm looking at u @Grimezsz. .

I was just thinking about how I’ve been told 1000 times that people in Sweden don’t eat food with their hands but the Swedish meatballs at ikea come with a toothpick lol so who is lying here ?? Hmmmmm.

I’m gna add a new tool to my kit: a hammer. It’s the best for both building and destroying, depending on the mood.

Consciousness is a simulation. There's no tangible proof to believe in its existence except for self-awareness. Everything else is just an interpretation of signals and codes by our brain. Ever wondered why dreams feel so real?.

something beautiful about the way everyone on twitter simultaneously loses their minds over the same event. like a collective descent into madness.