geeknees
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Rubyist from Japan / Digital Pluralist / Seeker / I'm writing a poem here.
Technological progress is essentially progress in consciousness. For technology is merely an expression of consciousness. Technology possesses structure and undertakes some form of construction.
November 9, 2025 at 9:37 AM
Technological progress is essentially progress in consciousness. For technology is merely an expression of consciousness. Technology possesses structure and undertakes some form of construction.
You don't know how anyone feels, so you can be there for me and for him.
But don't you want someone to lean on?
Praying for a being to appear who accepts you unconditionally for who you are.
But don't you want someone to lean on?
Praying for a being to appear who accepts you unconditionally for who you are.
September 10, 2025 at 12:39 AM
You don't know how anyone feels, so you can be there for me and for him.
But don't you want someone to lean on?
Praying for a being to appear who accepts you unconditionally for who you are.
But don't you want someone to lean on?
Praying for a being to appear who accepts you unconditionally for who you are.
Be interested in many creatives, it will help you to envision your ideal.
Know the creator. So that you don't end up a consumer.
Discover the wonder and awfulness of the real world. That will help you live in reality in the future.
Know the creator. So that you don't end up a consumer.
Discover the wonder and awfulness of the real world. That will help you live in reality in the future.
May 5, 2025 at 1:20 PM
Be interested in many creatives, it will help you to envision your ideal.
Know the creator. So that you don't end up a consumer.
Discover the wonder and awfulness of the real world. That will help you live in reality in the future.
Know the creator. So that you don't end up a consumer.
Discover the wonder and awfulness of the real world. That will help you live in reality in the future.
I feel a strong sense of discomfort in calling a poem a prose description of an individual's feelings. A truly poetic poem must be more removed from the personality of the individual.
May 3, 2025 at 7:44 AM
I feel a strong sense of discomfort in calling a poem a prose description of an individual's feelings. A truly poetic poem must be more removed from the personality of the individual.
The wind glows with the passing years on its back.
（過ぎ去りし月日を背負いて風光る）
（過ぎ去りし月日を背負いて風光る）
April 18, 2025 at 11:33 AM
The wind glows with the passing years on its back.
（過ぎ去りし月日を背負いて風光る）
（過ぎ去りし月日を背負いて風光る）
You don't have to be in a hurry to get rid of a rut. Take your time, but there will come a time when one’s mind is ripe.
February 1, 2025 at 11:48 PM
You don't have to be in a hurry to get rid of a rut. Take your time, but there will come a time when one’s mind is ripe.
At the end of the year, the kids stay at their grandmother's house and we do a big cleanup.
December 29, 2024 at 12:45 PM
At the end of the year, the kids stay at their grandmother's house and we do a big cleanup.
I didn't have friends or money, so I learned to enjoy myself alone.
I am still doing that today.
I also had to find another motivation to work.
I am still doing that as well.
I am still doing that today.
I also had to find another motivation to work.
I am still doing that as well.
July 20, 2024 at 11:18 AM
I didn't have friends or money, so I learned to enjoy myself alone.
I am still doing that today.
I also had to find another motivation to work.
I am still doing that as well.
I am still doing that today.
I also had to find another motivation to work.
I am still doing that as well.
Divide the children into red and white and give them scores and they will start competing on their own. Since childhood I have not liked to fight, to win or to lose, and I have resisted this structure.
May 25, 2024 at 1:48 AM
Divide the children into red and white and give them scores and they will start competing on their own. Since childhood I have not liked to fight, to win or to lose, and I have resisted this structure.
It was fun, but there are emotions that are not just fun. It's a negative emotion, more like regret, alienation, self-loathing. And yet, I find myself not knowing how to go about it. I don't think I can sum it up, and I think I'll just wait for it to be forgotten.
May 18, 2024 at 12:50 AM
It was fun, but there are emotions that are not just fun. It's a negative emotion, more like regret, alienation, self-loathing. And yet, I find myself not knowing how to go about it. I don't think I can sum it up, and I think I'll just wait for it to be forgotten.
When the soul leaves the body, the world reflects its signs. The sky may change color or suddenly become sunny. Sometimes it hails.
Our world is imperfect, but we can read the signs from it. The fruit of the loss of a body is a new awareness or a scar-like regret.
Our world is imperfect, but we can read the signs from it. The fruit of the loss of a body is a new awareness or a scar-like regret.
April 6, 2024 at 3:46 AM
When the soul leaves the body, the world reflects its signs. The sky may change color or suddenly become sunny. Sometimes it hails.
Our world is imperfect, but we can read the signs from it. The fruit of the loss of a body is a new awareness or a scar-like regret.
Our world is imperfect, but we can read the signs from it. The fruit of the loss of a body is a new awareness or a scar-like regret.
I want to increase the purity of the first image that occurs to me when I hear some information. Not negative, not positive, but neutral. At the very least, I want to be free of jealousy, ridicule, and the occasional head-over-heels reaction. But I can't find a way.
March 15, 2024 at 2:03 PM
I want to increase the purity of the first image that occurs to me when I hear some information. Not negative, not positive, but neutral. At the very least, I want to be free of jealousy, ridicule, and the occasional head-over-heels reaction. But I can't find a way.
Holes, the holes you drilled in the wall, gouge my heart every time I see them. However, the holes do not make me stop looking.
February 16, 2024 at 6:11 AM
Holes, the holes you drilled in the wall, gouge my heart every time I see them. However, the holes do not make me stop looking.
When I was raising my children, I realized that there are some hardships that people don't talk about publicly. I can't share my feelings with others, and I feel like I'm bringing shame on my family.
February 2, 2024 at 9:45 AM
When I was raising my children, I realized that there are some hardships that people don't talk about publicly. I can't share my feelings with others, and I feel like I'm bringing shame on my family.
I notice that various people, including myself, are taking out their grumpiness on others. And that energy flows to the weak.
January 27, 2024 at 9:44 AM
I notice that various people, including myself, are taking out their grumpiness on others. And that energy flows to the weak.
Technology has been a source of innovation, but not of human evolution. Technology has been diverging from our reality for a long time now. Or perhaps it has been divergent from the beginning.
January 21, 2024 at 8:45 AM
Technology has been a source of innovation, but not of human evolution. Technology has been diverging from our reality for a long time now. Or perhaps it has been divergent from the beginning.
A poem must be preceded by words and must leave the author's hands. The poem must not be an instrument of the author's emotional outpouring. Therefore, a poem must wander for a while to mature and become independent. Otherwise, it becomes an unfinished work. Look again at your past unfinished works.
January 15, 2024 at 12:53 PM
A poem must be preceded by words and must leave the author's hands. The poem must not be an instrument of the author's emotional outpouring. Therefore, a poem must wander for a while to mature and become independent. Otherwise, it becomes an unfinished work. Look again at your past unfinished works.
Anger is contagious, like a virus: one person's anger offends those who receive it. Then the group is consumed by anger. Then tragedy strikes.
December 21, 2023 at 11:18 AM
Anger is contagious, like a virus: one person's anger offends those who receive it. Then the group is consumed by anger. Then tragedy strikes.
At the same time, I interacted with people who were outside of society. Now I happen to have come to terms with society, but my interactions with them are important. I understand that people like them are not even imagined in society. This is another way of saying that they are like frogs in a well.
December 19, 2023 at 3:39 PM
At the same time, I interacted with people who were outside of society. Now I happen to have come to terms with society, but my interactions with them are important. I understand that people like them are not even imagined in society. This is another way of saying that they are like frogs in a well.
I did not fit into society, so I am able to see the rules of society from the outside. It is difficult to grasp the structure of the rules if you are not outside the game. Correctness is nothing more than being on the rules. Correctness, so what.
December 19, 2023 at 3:36 PM
I did not fit into society, so I am able to see the rules of society from the outside. It is difficult to grasp the structure of the rules if you are not outside the game. Correctness is nothing more than being on the rules. Correctness, so what.
I wish I had a talent for just one thing. At that time, we should not compare ourselves with others. The one talent is not to be number one compared to others. It is whether or not there is something you can continue to do.
December 18, 2023 at 1:59 PM
I wish I had a talent for just one thing. At that time, we should not compare ourselves with others. The one talent is not to be number one compared to others. It is whether or not there is something you can continue to do.
What is sensitivity? In particular, how can we maintain our sensitivity to the beauty of the world? How can I accept the small joys of everyday life and still be honest with myself?
December 15, 2023 at 4:04 PM
What is sensitivity? In particular, how can we maintain our sensitivity to the beauty of the world? How can I accept the small joys of everyday life and still be honest with myself?
The more impatient you are to do something, the less susceptible you become. However, even if you spend your time doing nothing, your sensitivity will dull.
December 15, 2023 at 4:04 PM
The more impatient you are to do something, the less susceptible you become. However, even if you spend your time doing nothing, your sensitivity will dull.
If we can find beauty in the ordinary, in the mundane, can we make a point even in the dullest of matches?
Perhaps we can see humanity in such things as lack of preparation, lack of attention, sterile anger, and impatience.
The colors are not vivid, but they are strangely natural and faded.
Perhaps we can see humanity in such things as lack of preparation, lack of attention, sterile anger, and impatience.
The colors are not vivid, but they are strangely natural and faded.
December 3, 2023 at 1:41 PM
If we can find beauty in the ordinary, in the mundane, can we make a point even in the dullest of matches?
Perhaps we can see humanity in such things as lack of preparation, lack of attention, sterile anger, and impatience.
The colors are not vivid, but they are strangely natural and faded.
Perhaps we can see humanity in such things as lack of preparation, lack of attention, sterile anger, and impatience.
The colors are not vivid, but they are strangely natural and faded.
I can understand starting with a mess, but if there is no quality or essence in the ideal, I don't really feel comfortable with it.
I guess approaching the hidden aesthetic sense through action itself is central to my own sense of value.
I guess approaching the hidden aesthetic sense through action itself is central to my own sense of value.
December 1, 2023 at 10:19 AM
I can understand starting with a mess, but if there is no quality or essence in the ideal, I don't really feel comfortable with it.
I guess approaching the hidden aesthetic sense through action itself is central to my own sense of value.
I guess approaching the hidden aesthetic sense through action itself is central to my own sense of value.