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🔵 An infinite midnight sails against the rotation of Earth
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cir·cu·i·tous
/sərˈkyo͞oədəs/
adjective
/sərˈkyo͞oədəs/
adjective
- (of a route or journey) longer than the most direct way.
"the canal followed a circuitous route"
circuitous definition - Google Search
LLMs and all such products tend to converge: on styles, on forms, on patterns; the “sameness” isn’t incidental, it’s actually core to what these technologies do, how they work; they will always have this quality; this quality is their modus operandi, really! There is no world in which LLMs write interesting things.
Humans care about what other human
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Kasra • Tastes of magic
At the same time, as I wander the internet, I wonder where the digital gardens are that will connect me to fellow gardeners more deeply. More often than not, the digital gardens of today are botanic—privately owned online spaces made for visitors to fawn over while a “do not touch” sign looms in view. These private gardens are generative for our p
... See moreOn Digital Gardens: Tending to Our Collective Multiplicity
There is wonder and beauty in emptiness. What happens when we come to know that everything we experience is timelessly ephemeral – as fleeting as a “tiny drop of dew or a bubble floating in a stream”? As writer Octavia Butler invokes, what if God is change? I become present with each moment as a divine gift. I become wholly intimate with each exper... See more
Harmonizing the Body Electric
🌊 Cerulean waves
Boiled down to the froth
The foamy wake of deep blue futures
Bubbling ankle deep at the shoreline
Splashing opalescence
Lucidity of the mercurial surf
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We’ll never get the upper hand in our relationship with the moments of our lives because we are nothing but those moments. To “master” them would first entail getting outside of them, splitting off from them. But where would we go? “Time is the substance I am made of,” writes Jorge Luis Borges. “Time is a river that sweeps me along, but I am the ri... See more