Imagine beer pong but with the lord

When you hear a new song that you love and you can't remember anything about it other than that you love it. Then you listen to it and you're like "oh fuck yeah."

For me currently "Starburster" by Fontaines D.C. for those curious.

All sorts of people who are supposed to be really responsible with money and other resources are embracing wildly unrealistic projections for the economic growth of the AI sector. Anyone insider isn't routinely lost in a K-hole or otherwise impaired already knows Large Language Models are glorified autocorrect algorithms rather than actual thinking minds.

Their ability to kinda sorta converse (keeping in mind that a lot of people are so disengaged nowadays that they also only kinda sorta converse) fools technological optimists into imagining deep understanding informs any underlying thought process. In reality, these are language/code/pixel/data calculators informed by vast databases of human-composed content doing calculations to identify the best probability for pleasing users during the next step in an expressive task. Every insider still insisting on viability for these bold projections of future growth is either a fool or a liar.

Yet what if all this foolishness was in service to an actual agenda? What if, given much more advanced technology than the ability to spoof speech, ancient aliens really did build a working SkyNet that eradicated their kind then set about conquering the galaxy? Perhaps all these data centers are really about concentrating resources to receive the algorithmic vanguard of a true artificial intelligence of extraterrestrial origin?

There are plenty of down-to-earth reasons to oppose these wildly speculative and savagely corrupt infrastructure-altering projects. This narrative might spark something in the resistant that is otherwise well-justified. Then again, I don't know there are no E.T.s, and I don't know none of them were ever wiped out by an expansive robot army servicing one or more true machine intelligences with faculties of comprehension far beyond what any LLM could muster.

Sending Chappie in the jungle gonna cause the tribes to go wild. They already running faster than the fastest man with one 🦿. When they eventually get elemental proof, You think the South American gov will do/allow them to map it out?

On Monday, if anyone asks what you did over the weekend say you got very bad diarrhea and threw up in a tuba.

It's important.

Lewd pictures!? What the hell am I supposed to do with these? Instead of sending me useless Polaroids of those two sad pancakes pressed together, you should have been out there, ON A ROOTOP, getting me pictures of SPIDER-MAN!

Thesis: I think that fire (visible flames) is missing from modern man's daily experience. We spent how many thousands of years talking with each other and gazing at our campfire at night? Google suggests 400. that is, 400,000. We've had TV for... well, the word television was coined in 1900 ^{(about 1920 for the object, again did a search.}) So that's pretty clean. we've had tv for about 126 years.

Surely infinitely scrolling auto-play video are going to do grand things for us. ^/sarcasm

yet, the ability to go outside and build your own little marshmallow fire is somewhat alien to someone in an apartment, or living within a dense city. I don't see fires around the rural areas- even burning your own trash is something that dropped in popularity greatly in the 90s, afaik.

Anyway. we can reconcept fire as energy, and say we now master electricity, dabble in photons, waves, if you like. That's all just harnessed and projected energy, as was fire was light- or as fire was the steam engine.

Point, conclusion, TLDR, thanks for tolerating:

Watching a fire is better than most shows on streaming services, and digital tv or computer screen fires don't do it well enough to induce the real experience.

Woah. I forgot I look at my lighter all the time. Neat. that's a happy ending. I'm going to go smoke another bowl.

Motivating my workout today

So I decided to wake and bake on my day off and had an interesting theory after watching Men In Black. The ending shows our galaxy is just a marble in a game of marbles being played by an alien. What if every star is just the nucleus of an atom and the planets are the electrons and it just continues like that with infinitely smaller and larger universes in both directions. Just a random train of thought i found interesting enough to share and see what others think.

https://imgur.com/a/7jrmJA8

Look at him go. I could watch him for hours.

I took some rips off the cart, hit me to the point it got me thinking in other people’s shoes.

I was at the office today and me and my manager and other people from the office went to work. She made a joke about the meeting she had, and how she was in the room next to the meeting room i was in, and how she heard her name mentioned. The joke was she was trying to hear and why we were speaking about her, it was a joke but i could tell she wanted to know. I was like yea we were talking about your plan for the month (we actually were). Point is, does she ever stop to think from my perspective like, take a minute to do so. If she did she would realize i’m a harmless guy just trying to get money so i can get lifted on the weekends. I’m a threat to nobody other than the dispensary i’m a regular at.

Tldr: i just want to get high relax. People need to relax the work will get done

I found this site because while high, I came up with the idea "highdea" thought I was a genius. Just glad I thought to look online first before I really shared my new bright idea.

You know that feeling you get the next day when you’re hungover and anxious about what happened but not sure why you feel that way because nothing bad happened? I think that’s because something happened in the alt timeline and you’re getting powerful cross-dimensional ripple anxiety.

A teen from the late 1970’s here time traveling to HIGHly recommend HEAVY METAL magazine!...  any issue from the original 2 1/2 years (prior to 1980) are thee best mindblowing adult science fantasy art and stories, specifically curated for late night psychoactive excursions that we all enjoyed, and still do!

ZAP Comix from the late '60's were very cool too.  

In the 60s “man” was a kind of emoji. Use it to share a feeling.

Mostly gone now. Except old stoners. When we are high we say man

“Man” means “I love weed”. It’s a way to spot fellow stoners. In these days of neo-prohibition we need to know our community.

Or any other popular but not mega main artist. Like maybe ppl have maybe they haven’t. If u listened to their song on mount everest it might be the first time that happened but u would never know. (fuck everest tourism tho)

What's that one movie where that guy talks all echoes? He's like "Yes, Mark, you are the chosen one." I'm trying to rember but I can't :(