Tales from my head
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It is well known that it becomes cold and stormy in heaven when a mother dies. Why this happens is still a heavenly mystery. *** Heaven is not the place described by the various religions on planet 3ART, the third rock floating around a rather unimpressive star in an unimportant part of sector H. Heaven…
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Legal notice: this has nothing to do with anyone I know! It’s a fucking poem! The definition of disappointment is simple. It is a feeling we have when someone or something behaves in a way we did not expect, or do not like. Seems to me that disappointment arises when we start to believe that…
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The spaceship flickered in and out of visibility as it emerged from the ocean. The package has been delivered and primed. The craft disappeared again, momentarily outlined by moonlit seawater flowing over its vast body as it slowly rolled before rising into the night sky. It left the planet unnoticed, just as it had come,…
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The first book of Timothy, chapter 6, verse 10 states that the love of money is the root of all evil. Wise words. But I disagree. In part because I am an atheist, more so because there is something else that is at play before money enters the picture. Money itself is just a tool.…
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My heart is not broken. It still beats normally. It is my mind that is a mess. A nest of “if, then, why, what” thoughts. Questions that never stop. Why did you leave? If only I did this, rather than that! How can I restore that which was lost? Can what is lost be salvaged?…
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Life would be so much easier if it were not for people. They all try to conform to what is normal, but nobody knows what that is. I believe normal is this: people are strange. Many are often overly critical of others while giving themselves lots of leeway. Each one believes themselves to be the…
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Jesus hates this part of the job. He and the Buddha take turns, each performing this task every other day, but it is still too much to bear. The Buddha seems unbothered by the letters. It seems to have deepened his love for the human condition, if such a thing were even possible. Jesus, on…
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Haste killed the world as we knew it, not hate. AI was the killer. Not because it became self-aware and wanted to protect itself, but simply because it was made in haste. Greedy corporations were given free rein to pursue artificial superintelligence by power-hungry governments that sought to use AI to gain more power. Since…
Tales from my head 