“un grain dans l engrenage je me retrouve à nager à contre courant cœur ravagé. Pas de soucis pour l image la tendence j’ai tendence à la regarder d’loin je vous laisse l’étalerie’ argh Je vous laisse la pyramide ce que je tolère est la source de ma collere rha Je suis mon pire ennemi, ce que je sais aujourd’hui si je ne l’avais pas su hier”

Googles’s gemini understanding of story telling is spooky. Like, I gave a few details about characters and plot and it could read my mind (intentions).

Reminder: the Nobel prize in economic science does not exist. It is a Swedish central bank awarded prize in memory of Alfred Nobel. “Let’s use the money we print for free to fund disinformation about economics” (I’m paraphrasing)

Did you become the person who plans ahead and build habits? Or did you become the person who improvises effortlessly? One works perfectly 80% of the time. The other is essential 20% of the time.

“I don’t want you to accept me, I refuse to give my humanity to you to twist and warp and model in a fashion that sickens me. I don’t want you to accept me as an ‘almost human’, just out of kilter with the step of your normalisation.”

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Miss Understanding

I’m gonna spend whole morning “analyzing” personalities.

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Nostr Personality

Analyzing the personality of Nostr users

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People valuing their privacy as a top priority trying to figure out how to socialize IRL is actually a fun show to watch

How did the Roman Empire pay for building and maintaining its roads?

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News flash same old shit ain’t changed they say countdown started dark ages cannot last forever if the chain is golden you almost feel free but if you truly see then does the fight seems vain? What’s left in my veins corrosive they want me dead but only I can kill what’s left and what’s left is just a few rounds I got in me punk feel lucky what you say feel brave? Courage of the cowards monkeys flying low walk me walk me on the row so slowly dangling keys of freedom in my face watch me watch me blow pressure cookers faulty we around 400 blows 300 soldiers but 200 hoes 100 keep it your talk is false I’m angry with myself I’ve left it affect my pace i know there is no sun when the fruit is hanging low fuck fate Rewriting history while signaling values devaluing the value itself grabbing grabbing running trying to make yours what other have dreamt what have other have sweat my brother my brother shut up the knives I have felt in my back it just adds to the collection homey what humanity means to you is different than what it’s left on me, these preachers are quacks man when they get near the pitch become black Cause they’re leaches of light damn