favorite lists for the proletariat to have something to chat about

sit & stare at a wall, minimum 5 minutes per day (close eyes if you must, no one knows anything) treat everything that comes in soft as clouds, like a breath witness what happens to well-being in a short amount of keep the practice or expect to revert to previous baseline

the irony is that ai can successfully be used in "Fine Art" because a conceptual frame can exist yet, nearly all image generation & the 10000 things ppl call Art are Art at all just small "a" art in popular vernacular - all fine & well

let them overplay their hands this type of blindness is asymmetrical justice

this isn’t just x, it’s y our existence will get so noisy that tuning out is the only way

making movies that slow burn into your soul, your skull, your goddamn bones

peace be with the iranian ppl i am iranian american, but i have no skin in this game beyond fading memories i once thought otherwise; the truth is, i have neither stake nor understanding my heart rests with the ppl, an empty gesture

defunding public broadcasting so that technofeudalist slop merchants can hook you on gambling because thats going to be the only 0 to 1 afforded to you

Apes increasingly driven insane by algorithmic feedback loops until they froth at the mouth, they rant about killing their enemies before removing the IV and going to their 9/5 shift. Reality is dead, long live reality! Worth is visibility, likes, maximizing for absurdity.

“The Party told you to reject the evidence of your eyes and ears. It was their final, most essential command.” —George Orwell, 1984

the tech that obliterates mankind, innocuous at a glance, stares right bk at you this very second

a man of principle is the rarest of all

a mind tethered here is a mind lost

maybe we’re experiencing spiritual blowback in the form of mass psychosis the greed infested, lying, narcissistic demon at the helm is a collective mirror…foretold it’s easy to track the fundamental culprit of these delusions, just follow the incentivizing of the feeds

the only thing left to this site is randomly stumbling upon a mind that still works, still articulates out of identity loops (agree or disagree - less the point) not yet succumbed to the filthy rot even its owner(s) dissolved into