I am getting less stable by the day. Something has to give. Something has to give. Sorry, everyone who is expecting me to be aware, I can’t talk to you right now, things are not well… I have to straighten my head out, I have to… see where I am.
The whole world is a lie. I hate everything. I hate everything. People are going away, people are hating me because I hate them, because I hate everything. Everything.
§ Schrödinger’s AI is possibly broken and possibly working. (Also: vLLM for v620)
§ As you get older, the ghosts become more real than anything else.
§ Under the leaves, soil. Under the soil, stone. Under the stone, souls.
§ Radically empowering individuals in society may be the worst mistake we ever made.
§ Want to be a radical? Refuse to suffer. Then, wait for the assault.
§ Goodbye 2017, part two. (The real part.)
§ Sometimes you find home where you’ve never been—and you dwell where you aren’t.
§ The self can’t play Atlas for postmodernity because science is now supernatural.
§ Rehab is universal. So is history.
§ Identity, transcendence, and tactics.
§ Untitled. (a.k.a. Pretty faces, new old photos.)