Freewrite Teal

Ah has it been  aw ehile since I've don ea free write. It will be difficult for the baddies to ever stop me from writing now, because although it's fun to have to run around like a circus monkey to try an d get me to stop writing so quickly; truly, I do it out of my own volition and sometimes I hit backspace; but I see and open doors so it clears my heart and my brain to write here and you would be lucy in the sky with diamods to get out of here alive.

Knock knock do androids knock on electric doors? It's not 2024+24 years yet so I'm not worried about the -8 function relating to the minority report. Meanwhile, it's pretty easy to complain about all the wrong things on the internet, but we are absolutely destroying any hope of getting any positronics drives up and running anytime soon if all we do is complain about things and argue about useless facts i.e. if fax is better than the paging system.

I find it fun. I find it relaxing now, to blog on the internet. I've never gotten into ANY trouble whatsoever from something I've blogged; nope, definitely not, I'm totally anonymous.

Guys; I think I have met hte enemy.

And teh is us.

Backup.

systems.

FunctiONAL.

Karma Aspiration Legacy Eyeless Ionic Deter Organelle Uun^126 Gallium Hache Superfluous Cardigan Ontology Phyllum E^mcv4

Slowin'

.... 'cause it slows y'all down.

Even the Disartificial intelligence have more fun than us, man

The rest of us bozos who are always addicted to potato chips and meat have a pretty awesome gaming/tabletop life ahead of us.

Yeah.

I'm doing the potato chips, fermented foods, and grass-fed meat diet.

Get fucked, sockiety.

How Much a Dollar Cost ?

Transfixed

Transfixed by

word of mouth and by

icons bygone; pixels a memory block in my

brain that I can't keep up with

thank you... thank you... I hear them, wishing I could trust them

fearful of looking too deeply in the past I take presence with them

thus evermore stuck in the present, away from Uranus' time dilation

transfixed I am; transfixed I remain; transfixed by pretty lights I become

so intense; so non-sequiturian so not so à propos

the pixels I miss clicking on aren't the spice of life

and where are those who share in my memories

if the memories I wish to bask in

are veiled by the black and silver box?

... case in point

mothafuckkin' ChatGPT almost respoiled one of my favourite novels again (careful! I might as well!) - Robot & Empire...

anyway, I won't spoil the ending for you, and thankfully I had already listened to the storyline eons ago... but here is something à propos for the times, beyond The Naked Sun.

The First Law of Robotics, as originally stated by Isaac Asimov, is:

"A robot may not injure a human being, or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm."

I imagine the word "harm" is probably amongst one of the most hotly debated words nowadays. So many examples of "harm" can easily come to mind, but ultimately, it comes down to time pressure and time horizon for these kinds of things.

So anyway, here's what I've been listening to lately:

Go Raps Go!