i have come to the conclusion that we crave someone ’cuz we lack something in the beginning — namely, authenticity and security.

yes, biology also dictates preserving the species, but since we are highly conscious beings, we can overcome that.

the more i heal, the less interest i feel in having - or being part of - a relationship with another human being.

i feel authentic and secure, and the craving is gone.

To oneself, love.

doing functional programming feels so right.

i really don’t understand how people keep their distance from it.

it just feels right in my mind.

we went old school. I did CMS quite simple and to my needs.

I’m doing microblogging from my phone and github issues.

how cool is that?

special since issues is the perfect word for each posts jiggles

this is a simple test for github actions to publish this as a post.

jesus i lost count of how many commits until it worked.

I find myself studying physics again, reading new TOEs and so on.

Fascinating.

On the other hand, the only bad thing about moving away from modern civilization is the idiots. I’m gonna miss them so much.

But soon after they’re gone, I’ll be reunited with them and have interdimensional adventures across the whole Cosmos.

I find myself not bitter. I should be bitter, mad, or something.

Instead, I’m just fine. I’m bored. I’m quiet.

And yet… I have a lot to say, to express — but silence feels richer.

…

I cut my hair and I’m growing a beard-stache, or at least whatever I can make of it.

I usually go skinhead, but this time I didn’t.

Something’s off… something’s terribly off.

In the “coming down from the trees” aftermath, we are standing on the bridge of collapse as a civilization.

This A.I. threat is real—not in the Terminator sense, but in the repercussions it has on us, especially on new generations.

And yet, we are still asking the same question… still trying to construct meaning in a meaningless universe.

So why not just put on some bachatas and dance?

Dance, monkeys, dance!

why the fuck do I need to be seen?

i crave my privacy, and yet — this.

what a mess of a being, seemingly conscious.

i have my best moments watching the stars — no thoughts, nothing, just beams of light in the night.

i wonder if we crave connection because we’re wired to—namely, because we are social beings.

since we are born, we depend on others…

i want to travel to the stars… are you listening?

come and get me, please.

jesus fucking christ!

everywhere I go, there’s fucking a.i.

i’m just waiting for the restroom that eventually will have a.i. for whatever fucking reason.

i have no real take on the matter, so complaining seems off — but I think I’ll end up like john wick.

value. loyalty. above. all. else.

i’ve had it with people and their lack of values — especially when they’re too cowardly to be accountable, choosing instead to blame others. grow the fuck up.