Why the fuck am I still alive, all the food, sex, sleep, work, excuse, desire, delusion comfort, pain, chase, ... all for this. For this, this living.
Why the fuck am I still alive, all the food, sex, sleep, work, excuse, desire, delusion comfort, pain, chase, ... all for this. For this, this living.
What if life hadn't exist, will it matter, of course there will still be matter, just like so many rocks, gas, planets, stars, solar system, galaxies, universe,
What if life hadn't exist, will it matter, of course there will still be matter, just like so many rocks, gas, planets, stars, solar system, galaxies, universe,
Maybe it doesn’t yet, and that’s the problem.
If this resonates with you, I’d genuinely like to connect—no pitch, no agenda. Just conversation, learning, and maybe, over time, community.
Maybe it doesn’t yet, and that’s the problem.
If this resonates with you, I’d genuinely like to connect—no pitch, no agenda. Just conversation, learning, and maybe, over time, community.
I don’t think the problem is technology. I think it’s culture.
I don’t think the problem is technology. I think it’s culture.
So much of the discourse feels optimized for growth, speed, and narrative dominance rather than understanding—of people, of consequences, of what kind of world these systems shape once they leave the whitepaper.
So much of the discourse feels optimized for growth, speed, and narrative dominance rather than understanding—of people, of consequences, of what kind of world these systems shape once they leave the whitepaper.