Apathetically inspired
Slow is fast; no lizard, just grass
Turns out there’s a typo as well; but, it was never going to matter.
How many puppies were born yesterday? Tell me that shit too.
┻┻︵⁞=༎ຶ﹏༎ຶ=⁞︵┻┻ I’m just sayin’…
Yeah, guess fucking why, bitches. I am in watch-the-world-burn-mode per the plan I laid out a couple years ago.
The previous post has an obvious word omission and one obviously poorly chosen word.
In order of increasing difficulty:
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Which word ought I have included?
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Which word ought be replaced?
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Which word ought do the replacing?
.ɹǝʍsuɐ uɐ ƃuıpıʌoɹd uı ʇuıod ɥɔnɯ ʇou sı ǝɹǝɥʇ dıɥsɹǝʌɹǝsqo ʇnoɥʇıʍ
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I wish the hair on my arms would stand straight the f$&k up when I’m fight-or-flighty so folks uncomfortable with buzzsaws might gain a pip or prescience.
Quick question, @manton… I disconnected my feed from MB for April hunting a noticeable impact.
I reconnected for May, everything operating as expected and intended.
Presently, I was perusing the MB timeline in search of my April posts when I was low key surprised to actually find them.
Regardless of whether they are meant to be there now (I am entirely indifferent), I’m curious if they were there in April or, as I would suspect, if they are simply being drawn in on account of the reconnected feed.
As expected, disconnecting my feed from all social media platforms for an entire month, including Micro.blog, has zero impact.
Emotional introspection with jumping song lyric commentary… I dub thee Bumble Bee mode.
batshit and bloated
Radical
If you are reading this, and the origin of your path is anything other than the Micro.blog Help forums, go on and wiggle some digits at limb’s end so I see you.
Alone
If nothing isn’t something, how can I be doing it?
I want to know what my song sounds like.
The only difference between fantasy and reality is external confirmation.
When you ask Siri to restart a show, she brings you web searches… so you reply, “Nevermind, fuck off,”… to which she responds, “Okay, then.”
Wait, how does AI get smarter inside a simulation, Elon? Holler when the shit is capable of speaking my language.
When your consciousness is saying, “Fuck my life,” because it’s incorrectly translated your subconscious… which has actually been saying, “Fuck me.”
When the window walks away
When you realize that your attitude modulates every observation before it even reaches your consciousness.
When you’ve disabled cross posting to Micro.blog and Mastodon for the month of April just to find out what the Plausible Analytics snapshot will look like in comparison to the month of March.
Also, nothing is infinitely recyclable on account of entropy.
When you realize that without omniscience, it is all trial and error.