First, your paintings are lovely. I'm not much for abstract art, but those are charming.
Also, thank you for the laughs this morning, if only for the term: dick-driven.
Not sure what your grind is about Peterson, but I also have been turned off lately by his new Old Testament style of addressing his followers. He's an odd creature for sure.
Also, my iPhone is older than yours. I do miss the new emojis though.
I saw something the other day and I was like YES, THIS:
"You know what the biggest problem with pushing all-things-Al is? Wrong direction. I want Al to do my laundry and dishes so that I can do art and writing, not for Al to do my art and writing so that I can do my laundry and dishes" via Working Mom Notes on IG. But hey, that's a women's POV, exactly your point!
Could not agree more re AI. Of course, driving all of it, despite the promises of the elite of humanitarian evolution, is that old, nasty, dark, reality: money. And just as assured, it will be put to the purposes of war and the testosterone driven aspirations of sociopath "leaders," irony intended. BTW, I continue to lurch along with my iPhone 6...
Loved the interview and the conversation was quite inspirational. This song kept running thru my head afterwards: "From Hydrogen to Love" by Phideaux from the album " Infernal":
I didn't realize you were actually a painter, beloved -- though at first I thought you meant that you used a robot, and I thought "fuck; that doesn't look like a robot," which concerned me. (Love these!)
We are drowning in wretched air-brushed looking anime horseshit graphics and broshit hype - with opposing bros warning about the threat of the hype-bros.
A lifetime ago I was sitting with my wasband in a cafe on Union Square in NYC called "The Coffee Shop," a designer retro diner filled with models and wannabes and their whatevers. It felt like high stakes professional high school - cool to the point of freezing; the beauty of the Spring morning was utterly eclipsed by the glare of egos and desperation, a silent black howl where Heart Presence should be.
I tried to pinpoint WTF was going on and why it was so dark, and my ex-one said "The Goddess is Absent." (The healthiest thing he may have ever expressed.)
Precisely the prob with the robobros, to the point where I have begun automatically deleting and cursing when AI hype invades my IN box.
I'm so excited to listen to your conversation with Laurence! ❤️
First, your paintings are lovely. I'm not much for abstract art, but those are charming.
Also, thank you for the laughs this morning, if only for the term: dick-driven.
Not sure what your grind is about Peterson, but I also have been turned off lately by his new Old Testament style of addressing his followers. He's an odd creature for sure.
Also, my iPhone is older than yours. I do miss the new emojis though.
I saw something the other day and I was like YES, THIS:
"You know what the biggest problem with pushing all-things-Al is? Wrong direction. I want Al to do my laundry and dishes so that I can do art and writing, not for Al to do my art and writing so that I can do my laundry and dishes" via Working Mom Notes on IG. But hey, that's a women's POV, exactly your point!
Could not agree more re AI. Of course, driving all of it, despite the promises of the elite of humanitarian evolution, is that old, nasty, dark, reality: money. And just as assured, it will be put to the purposes of war and the testosterone driven aspirations of sociopath "leaders," irony intended. BTW, I continue to lurch along with my iPhone 6...
Ex-Seattlite here typing from an iPhone 8+. Praising the AI gods/Ahriman is going to have to wait. Native intelligence is the old/new black.
Someone named ‘niki rich’ just emailed me this comment. Must be a Sam Altman bro. He seems to have forgotten that he emerged from a woman’s vagina.
“hey dickhead, look around dicks invented everything... fly on a plane ? land it on a runway in the fog? drive a car? had a catscan? had a Xray?”
Loved the interview and the conversation was quite inspirational. This song kept running thru my head afterwards: "From Hydrogen to Love" by Phideaux from the album " Infernal":
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0g0A8HfRhDU&list=OLAK5uy_lnIPrLfxqb77Rqx7VvOJ3DYd11WPbVZt8&index=17
Wow, not sure how I would take that!
One HUNDRED percent this.
I didn't realize you were actually a painter, beloved -- though at first I thought you meant that you used a robot, and I thought "fuck; that doesn't look like a robot," which concerned me. (Love these!)
We are drowning in wretched air-brushed looking anime horseshit graphics and broshit hype - with opposing bros warning about the threat of the hype-bros.
A lifetime ago I was sitting with my wasband in a cafe on Union Square in NYC called "The Coffee Shop," a designer retro diner filled with models and wannabes and their whatevers. It felt like high stakes professional high school - cool to the point of freezing; the beauty of the Spring morning was utterly eclipsed by the glare of egos and desperation, a silent black howl where Heart Presence should be.
I tried to pinpoint WTF was going on and why it was so dark, and my ex-one said "The Goddess is Absent." (The healthiest thing he may have ever expressed.)
Precisely the prob with the robobros, to the point where I have begun automatically deleting and cursing when AI hype invades my IN box.
Love you even more, Frederick.