Story of my life.
Yes, I know—it’s the story of everyone’s life.
But this one is mine.
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Every now and then I get optimistic and determined and tell myself that I’m going to sit down and have a personal “strategy session” to plan, prioritize, cull the excesses, make it all work.
Only when I actually try to do it, it looks on paper just like what it is in reality.
I’ll be glad when this period of my life is over.
Seriously.
§ 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.)