the classic roll onto side and sleep for two more hours trick - ill try it now!
i wake up and ten thousand years have passed. i dreamt of watching a light rain fall onto a stormy sea. theres nothing left of anything.
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the classic roll onto side and sleep for two more hours trick - ill try it now!
i wake up and ten thousand years have passed. i dreamt of watching a light rain fall onto a stormy sea. theres nothing left of anything.
once I snorted a fat line of nuance and everything started depending. watch out
instinctually killed a spider and then regretted it after. i couldve easily taken it outside. not to have a carrie moment but it made me think all the things i do without thinking even if it goes against my principles ..and heart.. it would be good to be more present
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our idiotic ancestors used to believe stuff that's not true but luckily we've now figured out all the true things to believe in
Bitch that’s the tubby custard machine 😂 *image depicts a vast monstrous infernal engine using hundreds of spiderlike arms of black iron to shove the writhing bodies of naked, emaciated humans into its blazing maw*
appetite ippetate, deer by-a-lion ate, which of them virtuous, mauler or mauled?
feeder for eating or eatee for feebleness? both of them evil for living at all!
You dream of calling it quits. Making a clean break. Retiring. Escaping. Leaving all this sordid misery and terror behind. Getting in a car and driving till you see the sunrise, somewhere where the sun still rises. Settling down, buying a house. Fixing it up. Building a life. Finding someone. It's a fool's dream. It would all go bad. And having let hope in, it would be unbearably worse than this. You can take the man out of the city. But you can never take the city out of the man.
Gonna make a sci-fi entity that is an AI supercomputer which consumes a planet's worth of resources in order to run, like it is the entire planet, all just for one singular being and its calculations, and it's also stupid as fuck.
Like people regularly pilgrimage out to try and get it to calculate something for them despite the fact that it's widely known that this machine is dumb as bricks. People just refuse to believe that something this big and impression and that takes so much energy to run can actually just be stupid. There are whole entire cults on other worlds that are dedicated to puzzling out the secret actually "smart" interpretations of it's conclusions, widespread disagreements about what the culture of its creators was (if they existed) and how they might impact things like the translation of data submitted or received, there have been historical teams who have worked night and day to understand the planet brain's language and workings and solve this riddle of how it's secretly smart, but prevailing wisdom remains that it just actually, factually gets everything wrong like 99% of the time.
Some people are convinced there's some fundamental flaw to how the planet brain works, and that if this flaw could be fixed then it would become an invaluable resource. So yet more resources and genius have been poured into figuring out what it could be and trying to secure the necessary grants and access privileges to attempt repairs. The few times anyone has actually gotten in to try and change the brain, though, the effect on its output has been negligible, and the brain has gradually reversed those changes and reset itself over time.
It's estimated that multiple billions of resources have been poured into figuring out the planet brain over the years. Experts have dedicated their lives to trying to understand it. Impassioned devotees have ruined themselves and their communities attempting to follow its advice. Even people who agree that it's stupid tend to agree that it should still be preserved and studied, even though trying to recreate some of its systems or apply the super advanced technology involved in its creation to other tech has yielded negative results (it makes everything else dumber too).
Basically it's the sci-fi equivalent of a money pit. Even aside from the energy the planet brain consumes as a planet itself (it's eventually going to spiral into the sun and be destroyed btw), intergalactic civilizations just keep pouring more and more into it because of the conviction that no one would waste THAT much on a stupid machine that did nothing. With the plot twist being that this is exactly what happened. The original aliens who invented it poured a ton of their energy into it out of the belief that a machine intelligence could figure out how to solve all their problems. Over time the investments in the project mounted, the sunk cost fallacy kicked in, and the planet brain even became their last hope of saving themselves from extinction because they had invested too much into it to allow it to fail. Now it exists as an accidental trap, ensnaring those civilizations that discover it and share similar enough cultural flaws as its creators, that they take up the cause of chucking more resources into it.
plato's cave: the video game
So last month I got hit by a car and died right. Which I didn't initially realize until I watched some guy haul my body into his pickup and drive off. Which, being that it's deep in rural Michigan, I assume means my body will make some venison jerky and maybe some wall decoration, and I'll be resigned to being one of hundreds of deer ghosts floating around Saginaw, which is w/e. But then I find out the guy works at a taxidermy shop or something, and he's actually pretty good at stuffing and mounting deer carcasses, which I come to find out when I find myself face to face with my old body in the shop window. So naturally, I figure since ghosts need to possess something to interact with the living world and etc etc etc the most logical thing to do is to possess my own body, since it's basically a statue of myself. And a little surprisingly, it actually fits like a glove. Like, since it's my body, it feels like stepping right back into place. So I get out of town and back to my herd, eventually. And that's where the trouble starts coming into it, because after I get settled again, I don't know how to explain to everyone else what feels so weird. Like since I can move my body and do everything I used to do, it's functionally the same, like nothing happened. Or it SHOULD be, so I don't know how to explain how it's NOT. But it's just hard to explain it to someone who's never been hit by a truck I guess
Isolation (c. 1930) by Norwood Hodge MacGilvary
person typing into google search bar: obfuscate meaning
google ai overview: Understood! From now on, all meaning will be hidden from you, and you'll be forced to wade through the dreary vastness. Whether it's things you've always held dear, or new ideas you've yet to discover, nothing will make sense or appear to have any real value. This could be the beginning of a fascinating journey!