#anything. I think that was the problem for the past while is that the things I had delegated as my Main Focuses That Go Above All Else

[sevenjetc]

Allow me translate some bits from an interview with a data journalist upon release of DeepSeek:

What did you talk about? I've read that DeepSeek doesn't like it much when you ask it sensitive questions about Chinese history.

Before we get into the censorship issues, let me point out one thing I think is very important. People tend to evaluate large language models by treating them as some sort of knowledge base. They ask it when Jan Hus was burned, or when the Battle of White Mountain was, and evaluate it to see if they get the correct school answer. But large language models are not knowledge bases. That is, evaluating them by factual queries doesn't quite make sense, and I would strongly discourage people from using large language models as a source of factual information.

And then, over and over again when I ask people about a source for whatever misguided information they insist on, they provide me with a chatGPT screenshot. Now can I blame them if the AI is forced down their throat?

What's the use of...

Exactly, we're still missing really compelling use cases. It's not that it can't be used for anything, that's not true, these things have their uses, but we're missing some compelling use cases that we can say, yes, this justifies all the extreme costs and the extreme concentration of the whole tech sector.

We use that in medicine, we use that here in the legal field, we just don't have that.

There are these ideas out there, it's going to help here in the legal area, it's going to do those things here in medicine, but the longer we have the technology here and the longer people try to deploy it here in those areas, the more often we see that there are some problems, that it's just not seamless deployment and that maybe in some of those cases it doesn't really justify the cost that deploying those tools here implies.

This is basically the most annoying thing. Yes, maybe it can be useful. But so far I myself haven’t seen a use that would justify the resources burned on this. Do we really need to burn icebergs to “search with AI”? Was the picture of “create a horse with Elon Musks head” that took you twenty asks to AI to create worth it when you could have just pasted his head on a horse as a bad photoshop job in 5 minutes and it’d be just as funny? Did you really need to ask ChatGPT for a factually bad recap of Great Expectations when Sparknotes exist and are correct? There’s really no compelling use case to do this. I’ve just seen a friend trying to force ChatGPT to create a script in Python for twenty hours that didn’t work while the time she spent rephrasing the task, she could have researched it herself, discuss why it isn’t working on stackoverflow and actually…learn Python? But the tech companies invested heavily in this AI bullshit and keep forcing it down our throats hoping that something sticks.

So how do you explain the fact that big American technology companies want to invest tens of billions of dollars in the next few years in the development of artificial intelligence?

We have to say that if we are talking about those big Silicon Valley technology companies that have brought some major innovations in the past decades. Typically, for example, social networks, or typically cloud computing storage. Cloud computing storage really pushed the envelope. That was an innovation that moved IT forward as a significant way forward. There is some debate about those other innovations, how enduring they are and how valuable they are. And the whole sector is under a lot of pressure to bring some more innovation because, as I said, a lot of the stock market is concentrated in those companies here. And in fact, we can start to ask ourselves today, and investors can start to ask themselves, whether that concentration is really justified here. Just here on this type of technology. So it's logical that these companies here are rushing after every other promising-looking technology. But again, what we see here is a really big concentration of capital, a really big concentration of human brains, of development, of labour in this one place. That means some generative artificial intelligence. But still, even in spite of all that, even in these few years, we don't quite see the absolutely fundamental shifts that technology is bringing us here socially. And that's why I think it's just a question of slowly starting to look at whether maybe as a society we should be looking at other technologies that we might need more of.

Meaning which ones?

Energy production and storage. Something sustainable, or transporting it. These are issues that we are dealing with as a society, and it may have some existential implications, just in the form of the climate crisis. And we're actually putting those technologies on the back burner a little bit and replacing it with, in particular, generative models, where we're still looking for the really fundamental use that they should bring.

This is basically it. The stock market and investing in the wrong less needed places…

The full interview in Czech original linked bellow. No AI was used in my translation of the bits I wanted to comment on.

"edit images with AI-- search with AI-- control your life with AI--"

[suzukiblu]

Day five of February’s first weekly WIP behind the cut; “the puzzle trap sex-room”. content warnings: past grooming, past sexual abuse, past statutory rape, past dubious consent, CURRENT unhealthy coping mechanisms, immediate fallout of sex pollen/death trap-induced sexual coercion, and a POV character who does not understand what the problem with any of that is, he’s FINE, Jesus, lay off already and let him live his life. and like, definitely internalized victim-blaming that said POV character is not actually recognizing as that. So uh, you know, just Kon’s … entire pre-YJ dating history, pretty much? Pretty much that, yeah. (( chrono || non-chrono ))

“You think I’m so fucking stupid, Jesus,” he chokes, hating how it feels even though, like–obviously he already knew that, everybody thinks that, why wouldn’t Superman think that, just–just does the guy really not listen to him at all when he–when he’s trying to–“And you’re judging my girlfriend while you’ve been screwing a married chick who professionally reports on you on the down-low! At least Tana and I don’t lie about it when we’re hooking up and don’t make up shit about who anybody else fucks! And I solved that fucking bullshit puzzle and saved Robin’s fucking stupid life and none of you even, like, fucking gave a shit that I saved his fucking life, you just dragged me out to fucking Bristol to tell me how much I suck again and then fucking make up shit about my girlfriend and my life like you know better than me about it!” 

“. . . you think we’re in . . . Bristol,” Superman says very, very carefully, and it’s exactly like every time Superboy’s tried to tell him anything, he thinks, because he can talk his whole damn ass off and Superman just–just doesn’t hear it. Any of it. Ever. 

Nothing but what he wants to hear, apparently. 

“I fucking know we’re in fucking Bristol, asshole, I’ve been to Gotham before,” Superboy snaps at him, stomping a foot against the cave floor. The floor cracks a little worse, but not from the stomp. It’s another stupid–stupid kid thing to do, but he doesn’t give a fuck; he’s too pissed to be embarrassed or what the fuck ever about it. “We're in Bristol under a house the size of a fucking mall and in the middle of like sixteen fucking miles of fucking caves and fucking tunnels and you fucking drove me here, for fuck’s sake, why would I not know that just because you put a fucking blindfold on me?!” 

“. . . Kid,” Superman says, and Superboy’s blood boils. “What are you talking about?” 

“What do you care?” Superboy demands tightly, clenching his fists tighter too. It doesn’t even fucking matter what he talks about, apparently, so why’s Superman even asking? Asking shit he wouldn’t even need to ask if he’d just fucking listened to him once or twice. “You don’t hear a fucking thing I say when I talk. I told you about the stupid rave. I told you like three times. I told you Tana was my girlfriend and that she was cool and I told you how my fucking powers fucking work, and you think I'd actually, like, let somebody–you think I'm fucking useless! Why'd you even let me keep the fucking ‘S’, if you think I'm that fucking useless?! Why’d you even give it to me?!” 

The corners of Superman’s mouth tighten. Superboy hates it. A lot. It’s–just he’s a fucking disappointment again, he’s always a fucking disappointment, except Superman never even expects anything from him so it’s bullshit if he’s fucking disappointed with what he fucking gets from him! 

He’s not even around enough for Superman to have to put up with him all that much anyway, so it’s fucking–stupid. It’s stupid. Superman really thinks he’d just let somebody, like–fucking assault him, or what the fuck ever he’s actually thinking happened. 

He hates it so much, that Superman actually thinks he’d just let somebody do that kind of shit to him. Just–just–just let them, like he’s not–he has fucking superpowers. Fucking touch-based superpowers! There’s no fucking world in which somebody could just do that to him! 

He wouldn’t let anybody do that to him. 

“I don’t think that, Kid,” Superman says quietly, which is a fucking lie. Well–it’s either a lie, or it just means–

“You don’t think anything about me!” Superboy yells at him, and the floor cracks worse again and the table in the center of the room and some more of the shelving all disassembles and a lot more locks get all knotted up and he’s just so–he’s just so–

Superman’s hand is actually a little bruised, where his TTK grabbed it. 

Superboy doesn’t feel okay about that, or about anything, and especially doesn’t feel good about the way the asshole’s looking at him right now. 

Then again, when the fuck does he ever feel good about the way Superman’s looking at him?

[akindaflora]

Say it with Conviction

Bangchan (idol) x Reader (Fluff)

Warnings: Thoughts about depression, Insecurities in not being enough, Some kissing and some suggestive themes were mention. Bangchan is called Chan, Channie, and Christopher.

Description: Morning depression hits you hard as you awoke in your lover arm. He finds you crying and he comforts you with words of passion and truth expressing his love for you.

Author note: Hey gang was feeling major morning depression and I just couldn't help but think about Chan and how he might comfort a lover in deep insecurity about their relationship. Instead of mopping I wrote this. Now glad that I did because in a way it did help me feel less alone in my little delusional bubble. Hope this warms you as much as it did me when writing this story. :)

WORD COUNT 2,357

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You have always dealt with deep depression since you could remember. Always sad on days you should be the happiest scared for the start of a new year wondering if worse things will come. But when you got together with Chan, you did your best to hide the sadness away. Afraid he would leave like all the others did when they found you crying over nothing or laying in your bed like the wakening of a funeral.

“You are always sad, why can’t you see the good in the world,”

“You are so self-centered it’s not always about your problems,”

“I can’t take it anymore Y/N it’s your birthday and all you can do is be anxious,”

“You need help and I just can’t be it,”

The phrasing of words from past lovers cut through your heart like a knife. Constantly afraid you were undeserving of love and constantly holding back to show only the best sides of yourself. It had been a problem with most of your relationships. And yet while you tried to build your walls so high only a few ever stood up to the test. Your close friends who'd never let you shut them out and to your surprise Chan.

That was the most surprising thing about your relationship with Chan. Every time you tried to push him away he’d do something unexpected getting a laugh out here and there. Finding the root of the problem before you could even find the words to explain. Even going so far as to wash you when the world was heavy. And he never said a word against it only that you should always feel comfortable talking to him about anything. He made it his purpose that you were to always feel love even if he was miles away. And when you simply needed space to process he would give you it but never stopped at making sure you eat by sending a few deliveries here and there. Sending a bouquet of your favorite flowers with simple love notes that remind you why he loved you.

Even when you felt alone he was always there. Apart of you was afraid that one day he’d wake up and leave. Walk through the door and never speak to you again but every day he found new ways to stay. Planning trips so you always had something to look forward to. Buying matching clothes or jewelry so you’d both have a piece of each other no matter the distance. He always did his best to respect your boundaries and still somehow pushed the limit that you didn’t know could be pushed.

But as you lay on his chest listening to his heartbeat you couldn’t help but to let a few tears slide down your face. If there was one thing Chan was scared of in your relationship it was your tears. “You never make a noise when you're sad, please find me don’t close yourself off, you don’t even have to say a word,” he would say as he would caress your head and hold you like it was all he was ever made to do. And while you wanted to wake him up you didn’t. The voices in your head had been growing these days. Reminding you of all the things he did for you but what did you do for him?

Nothing

The voice ranged deep in your head reminding you of feelings you did your best to talk yourself out of. As if he could sense your sadness in his sleep his hand that rested around you tightened pulling you closer to him, his spirit trying to remind you that you were his everything. Tears fell from your face even more like a damn breaking gushing from your eyes. You thought about getting up to whip your eyes before he woke but you remained frozen in his warmth more afraid to ruin the sleep that he desperately needed. No matter the painful thoughts telling you to leave him before he did. You couldn't, he is everything you could have ever wished for.

With that thought you carefully tilted your head to look at him. He was smiling in his sleep, your heart clenching at your lover. You slowly brought a hand to his face pushing away the wild hair that peaked towards his closed eyes. And softly you fell into a trace slowly running your hands on his nose. Softly touching around the shape of his lips. He slightly shudders at the feeling of your touch and his eyes slowly opening. His hand sleepily looking for your face but his eyes shot open at the feeling of your tears.

“what’s wrong baby,” he said voice groggy with sleep as he turned to face you not letting go of your waist. “did you have a nightmare?” he said whipping the tears from your eyes. You only smiled at him, your morning sadness slipping away at every touch.

“It’s nothing do you want breakfast?” you asked stroking his cheek as his eyes looked at you with worry frowning only a bit at your dismissal of your own emotions. He studied your face looking deep into your eyes searching for whatever may be the cause to make you cry so early in the morning.

“It’s not nothing if it makes you cry, tell me what’s wrong I'd find a way to make winter stop if it made you too cold or hid the sun away if it made you too hot. There is nothing in this world that’ll stop me from caring even about the simplest things that make you cry, tell me please so I can find a way to bring you peace,” he said with urgency. You only smiled quietly at his determination to bring you joy.

“but I'm happy right now see I'm smiling,” you said giving him a light peck to ease his mind. “your the reason I'm smiling now so you have nothing to worry about,” you said running you fingers over his furrowed brow you began to try and leave the bed. Key word tried. Chan didn't let go only pulling you closer. Rubbing softly at your back gliding up and down from your arms as he looked see into your eyes.

“Yeah but I found you crying, why didn’t you wake me what do I always say,” he said but as he started you said the words in sync, “Always find me” him giggling at your joking expression. “it’s nothing to worry about I promise,” you said after he still didn’t let go. He only pulled you in more in response. Your head back to his chest as he caressed your head. You couldn’t help but sigh in relief. Tightening your arms around his waist.

After what felt like hours only a few seconds he spoke again into your head. “You know when you say it’s nothing, I get afraid that you’ll leave. I’m afraid that I’ll never be your cure anymore,” he said quietly almost in a whisper. If you weren’t so close you’d probably miss it. Your head rose from his chest quickly as you looked into his eyes sternly. “I would never leave you, Chan, if anything I’m more afraid you’ll leave me thinking I’m too much or too little,” you said caressing his head softly. Trying to push away the fear from his mind.

“Is that why you were crying this morning,” he asked quietly. Putting your head back in his chest you sighed. He always found a way to wiggle the truth out of you. You both never being good at hiding from each other. It was always scary how well you both could see each other and how easy it was to confess your darker sides. But yet you never ran from it. If anything it brought you both closer like it did in this moment.

Tracing shapes on his chest you began to whisper out, “I’m afraid I don’t do enough for you,” you said quietly. He remained quiet as if giving you space to explain more as his grip tightened slightly. “You do so much for me love, you give me space when I need it, you buy me flowers and food and you even help me wash when I can’t. I’m afraid all I do is take from you. I’m worried I don’t add up to you,” you said with a bit more courage. He pulled back slightly pulling you both up to sit and look at each other but he didn’t let go. Fear ranged in your eyes as he did so worried that your words had woken him from this dream to a nightmare of reality.

He looked in the distance as if trying to find the words. This is it said the voice in your head he’s gonna finally break up with you.

He took a deep breath before looking at you carefully reaching for your face to rub away the tears that flowed with ease. And he softly kissed your forehead before he spoke.

“My love, you do more for me than you can even see,” he said with determination. “I’m never leaving you if anything you’d leave me. You do so much for me. When I’m sick you take care of me with such care. When I get hurt from practice you force me to rest and even go so far as to find ways to ease my pain. You make me lunches with cute notes that taste only of your love. When it’s my birthday you make me the most beautiful cake and get only the most thoughtful gifts that I don’t even think about. When I’m stressed from work you give me massages that help ease my mind. When I go to bed sometimes I get too excited to sleep because I can’t wait to experience another day with you. You fill my mind even when I dream it’s only about you. You’re so caring and kind and you have these moments of true bliss that I work hard to keep on your face. Hell, even now when you are crying you are more worried about me. You are my everything I'd never leave you.” In between every sentence that left his mouth, you couldn't help but smile gripping onto him as if he disappeared and he did the same looking into your eyes with worry as he said each sentence. But no matter how worried he was there was a fire of determination to prove his love was real and that you were his end game. “if anything I'm trying to find ways to keep you with me forever. I’d plead to the gods just to have you again in another life,” he said again rubbing your cheek as you laughed.

“Your obsessed with me aren’t you,” you said sweetly looking into his eyes. He only nodded smiling at your smile. “Good because I’m just as obsessed with you,” you said back. his smiling deepening as he rushed to take your lips.

“You’re forever mine,” he said in between pecks. You giggled at his possessives. “And your forever mind right,” you asked questioning. He looked at you with slight confusion a small pout. “Say it with conviction,” he said looking into your eyes studying your face as you smiled again, “Your forever mine,” you said this time with just as much determination as him. He smiled as he peck your lips.

“Louder,” he said simply. “say it again but louder,” he said again pleading running through his voice.

“YOUR FOREVER MINE,” you said again. Him slightly wincing at your loudness but he giggled as he pecked your lips again.

“And don’t you dare forget it,” he said going back in for a longer kiss. Deepening as your lips moved. You sighed happily feeling every loving thought every loving touch he tried to tattoo upon your heart your soul.

The kiss grew with urgency to help you remember this moment for the next time that stupid voice was in your head.

He suddenly pulled away but not before pecking the areas of your face. You giggled in response, “Channie” you said softly with giggles still slipping from your lips. He pulled back so he could kiss your lips softly only touch your lip as if stamping his love with approval.

He pulled back again this time picking you up in his arms as he led you to the kitchen. You laughed loudly and slapped his chest softly.

“What are you doing,” you said as he walked looking down at you with a smile.

“Oh nothing just taking the love of my life to the kitchen so we can have breakfast together,” he said as if it were the simplest thing in the world.

Your heart beating at his words and looking at his face for any lies or anything foul but as you looked you only found his love for you. You only leaned up kissing his cheek. “And what does the love of my life want to eat,” you said whispering in his ear. His cheeks blushing at your question.

He smirked a little something naughty brewing in his mind, “I’d say you but sadly humans have these things called stomachs and while I think you are more than enough I guess I can settle for some pancakes and maybe if you're keen I can have a little nibble of you,” he said setting you down on the counter. You looked away as a deep blush settled onto your face. Still to this day, you could never understand how he could be so sweet and charming to so devilish in a mere second.

“Christopher,” you said covering your smile as he only laughed kissing the side of your head. “chocolate or blueberry,” he said simply in response pulling your face back to his own smiling face.

“Chocolate,” you said back with your own smile. But as you tried to get off to help with the ingredients he shook his head keeping you there. “Nope not today,” he said rubbing circles on your hips with his thumb. “Today my love gets to sit pretty as I make them breakfast,” Your face forming to protest but he silent you with a kiss that linger only slightly before pecking again.

“If you're really itching to help you sit their and tell me hot I am when I mix the batter,” he said again. You only laughed at him, “your egos so big,” you said looking lovingly into his eyes. He only scoffed, “How could I not be when I get to wake up to the love of my life every morning,” he said inches away from your lips.

You only pushed him away before he could kiss you again, he looked slightly offended at you pushing him away but smiled as you blew him a kiss, “You dork just go make the pancakes and maybe I’ll cheer you on hot stuff,” you said jokingly his smiling winding at your words as he caught your kiss bringing it to his heart.

Oh yeah, you guys were definitely stuck with each other. But you wouldn't have it any other way.

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After reading notes: hahahaha I hope I didn't fill your delusions too much. But when looking for my own stores to read I can't help but feel a lack of soft Chan moments. He always written as the leader and this tough steam engine that could if you read the feugo like stories. And while I don't disagree with him being this hot dom, I can't help but to crave more of his softer sides that we get to see pop out every once in awhile when he decides to make his presence known in content. I treasure those moments because it reminds me that he still gets to feed into that inner child every so often. I just hope he feels as loved as he does with Y/N in this. Sorry brb gonna go write in my diary about being obsessed with some random Idol that doesn't know I exist. Ha very much feeling spain again. RIP :(: Hope you enjoyed, write again soon.

[pm-my-beloved]

Ryoshu - Thoracalgia

And further down, Sleeping Bag of a Bygone Day speculation.

I am done with exams, and thus, I can write about one of my fav's EGO.

First, we need to gather some starting point data.

I'd like to point out that the abnormality itself is primarily skeletal, literally spine, skull and ribs, housing within a shadowy figure (or the sinner)

Moving onto the name itself, Thoracalgia is a medical term for chest pain and discomfort. While usually it is due to heart related problems, there is a significant amount of cases where the source of the pain is skeletal.

And now third aspect of the abnormality before I can start making conclusions, association with breathing. Nebulizer is a type of medical equipment used for application of oxygen and or medicine in form of a liquid mist to be absorbed within lungs. Oftentimes it is to reduce pain of breathing in patients with chest-pains

Here, is the first conclusion/assumption I want to make. I believe that Thorocalgia and Sleeping Bag overall, represent treatment of symptoms without fixing underlying issues. The heavily skeletal design of the abnormality makes me believe that it's supposed to imply that the source of pain is deepest possible, down to ones bones, and because of that, tools such as nebulizers simply minimize the pain.

Now, how does that apply to Ryoshu? While it is not explicitly stated by the game, I believe Ryoshu's personality, and strong avoidance of "Gloom" in her kit, is characterised primarily by thrill seeking behaviour to avoid confronting and processing one's hurt. That to me, feels like the exact type of behaviour I described for Sleeping Bag.

Now let's move onto EGO lines for further delve into that. With that in mind, I also want to highlight that generally Ryoshu seems to be the least affected/Least revealing with her EGO lines out of any sinners in my opinion, which makes her lines here all the more interesting.

First thing to look at, or rather hear, is that unlike her usual EGO lines, they are unusually low, somber, serious. Then, the text itself. "I was only reaching out to grasp onto something, anything." That is, the most open and introspective thing we have ever heard from Ryoshu, and I believe, shows that she is aware, that what she does is not a cure for her pain, simply a band-aid on the gaping wound. As they say, a drowning man will grab even a razor.

I honestly think this is simply further admission, that despite all her thrill seeking behaviour, all the bravado and appearances of confidence and pleasure from art, she is in pain over her past.

Next point of interest, is her appearance while using the EGO.

The two points of interest for me are : How her left side blades/ribs are burnt/dissolved, and how her outfit is quite literally, a straight-jacket, including having covered her left eye. I think both of them point towards Ryoshu's behavior ruining her body, almost in a death wish attempt to make her physical self be as scarred as her soul. An interesting note on that that someone pointed out to me while writing this, is that there is a simmilar relation in her sinner Icon, with her left side being more directly broken/shattered.

Next thing to point out is the EGO cost

1 Lust - I think lust in this case represents the pursuit of momentary pleasures 1 Wrath - This imho stands for the other side of the coin, as her awakening line says, among things she held onto resentment, as one of the things to keep her afloat. 5 Pride - As many times I have said, Pride stands for Conviction and Certainty. With Ryoshu having Pride s3, and this EGO being so pride-centric in general, I think this stands for Ryoshu's complete stubborness about the path she has taken, refusal to change her path, even if she is aware it is a flawed one. Now, Resistances

Starting with fatalities, Gluttony fatality in combination with sloth fatality reinforces my previous points, with her constantly seeking stimulation (Gluttony), in order to avoid dealing with her pain (Sloth). Pride ineffective reinforces my point from Pride cost, and wrath endurance imho signifies that while she is avoidant of the feelings, she does not actively repress them, rather, simply avoids thinking about them.

Now onto the, in my opinion, more difficult task.

Sleeping Bag of a Bygone Day

Operating with information we got through the EGO, I'd like to make additional exploration into the abnormality itself.

Starting with appearance, it still is skeletal, but the appearance is more akin to a cocoon or, as the name says, sleeping bag. On top of that, it is placed between floating medical equipment. Funnily enough, it seems to be on the ceiling, as the "floor" it stands on has ceiling lights characteristic of hospitals or research spaces.

Lets move onto the MD event, rather than the abnormality name, as the latter will be easier to read into with all information gathered

One thing I want to preface with is that, with abnormalities, sometimes the choices that reward us are not the choices that are "right" or "Correct", but rather, those that feed into the confirmation bias of an abnormality or directly harm it.

With that in mind, first thing to note that when doing this check, we are not interacting with the shadow, rather only the skeleton. The check itself is gloom/pride favoring, which in my opinion reflects the abnormalities confirmation bias, certainty that alleviation of symptom will be what brings relief. The check passed variant speaks nothing of the abnormality being cured of its ailment, rather, it only gave it a temporary relief, a singular breath without pain. Check failed on the other hand shows the futility of the treatment, as it did not touch upon the underlying cause.

This check is in my opinion more difficult to analyse, but my theory as of now is such.

Option one, is that the shadow is the source of pain, that it's us keeping and dragging and clinging onto past events, refusing to move on from them that is the reason for hurt, but it became such strong part of us that we are incapable of getting rid of it, for without it we remain only a hollow shell.

Option two, is that the shadow IS the self inhabiting the body, experiencing the pain, but upon belief that everything we do to cover the wound is futile, it simply fades away, because non-existence is better than suffering. This one has additional backing because of check failed result from the other option saying "Perhaps the liberation is nigh", implying death as a desirable state. The option two is additionally interesting for me in context of Ryoshu being inspired by Buddhist based texts, with Nirvana, aka non-existence, being seen as the ultimate pursuit of a human. Now, lets finally move onto the name, Sleeping Bag of a Bygone Day. If we go with interpretation number one, it suggests that it's about refusal to wake up from a dream, or rather a nightmare of ones past. Interpretation two is more like it becoming a place of final rest, a sleeping bag to fall into oblivion, leaving the days of the past behind.

I will not lie, half of this stuff I came up with WHILE writing this, so there might be some internal inconsistencies, so feel absolutely free to disagree and show your own interpretation, or add something I missed.

[fuck-customers]

We have a new hire at work (relatively new, she's been here about 3 months and is still the newest) and and I think the phrase is she was hired for her "soft skills," she's super friendly, nice, easy to get along with, everyone really liked her at first but the problem is she doesn't do her job. At all. She just uses the equipment herself or sits and plays on her phone while the rest of us are fighting for our lives trying to help customers, answer the phones, and keep up with the paperwork.

She was supposed to help manage the workload, but not only does she not help, she adds to it because we have to take time to train her on tasks she then proceeds to totally ignore unless you specifically say "answer that call" or "register that customer," then she'll do the task exactly once and never again. And none of us are managers so we'll get yelled at for bossing her around if we tell her what to do every time. This has happened in the past, we are literally not allowed to tell anyone else to do tasks, only how to do it or we get reprimanded if a boss hears.

Every single member of our department and some people outside our department have noticed and commented that she's friendly but she doesn't do anything even when calls are going to voicemail and customers are waiting, and I know at least two people in the department have submitted official complaints that she's getting paid for not working and it's tanking our whole department's numbers.

Yesterday she was actually talking to a customer for once (while using the equipment herself) and she said "yeah I'm new but I really like it, everyone is super nice, like really really nice" and now I'm torn between being impressed that no one's been mean to her despite our intense and justified frustration, and feeling awkward that she thinks we're so friendly when actually everyone is furious at her and complaining about her behind her back and wishing she hadn't been hired.

I'd feel better about the whole situation if she was snobby or rude about it, but she's not so I just feel kind of guilty like we're being gossipy high school bullies or something. But we're not! Nobody hates her personally! We're just drowning in work and want her to do what she was hired to do instead of being dead weight!

I heard through the grapevine management's put a trace on her employee account after the most recent complaint was filed and they are going to compare her completed tasks against tasks that went undone during time she has no logged activity for the next week (I feel like they should already have that information though? Every single thing you do including picking up the phone gets logged to your employee ID. She's here 3 months. There should already be plenty of data?) and if they determine she actually isn't working (she's not) they'll "take action," whatever that means.

I'll feel bad for her if she gets fired because she seems genuinely unaware there's a problem, but come on. It's been months. You've been trained. If everyone else is running around like crazy and clearly stressed out, and you're sitting there playing on your phone not doing anything, shouldn't you be at least a LITTLE aware you should be trying to help out with what you were hired to do, and that people will notice and get irritated if you don't?

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[pirate-king-of-trance]

Charmed! 2025

Y'know, I haven't done a hypnocon write-up in a long while, though I used to do full scene logs way back when. I'm not going to write anything long this time, but I feel the need to post something!

I think this was my seventh Charmed! convention, and going this year felt like going home. Every year I look forward to this con, and every year it proves worth looking forward to! No matter what personal problems try to stand in my way (this year it was a random case of hives that left me itchy all over...). I got to see my friends, hang out, and have a fantastic time! I went to a few classes, much less than in past years, but every one I went to was a fun time as we had such wonderful presenters! The Hypno-Cirque was quite the experience, and I'm tempted to figure out something to sing for it next year.

Over the course of the con, I got a surprising amount of compliments, usually on my outfit, especially when I dressed up Saturday night (and I was convinced to wear that again Sunday night for a room party). I'm really not used to that, and especially not used to people actively telling me I'm hot, so it was nice every time!

I did actually have a scene! I don't do as much pick-up play as I used to, though not for lack of effort, everyone's just always busy with one thing or another. The person I scened with was adorable, eager, and very susceptible, which made for a really fun time! And it was her first con, so I'm glad I could add to her enjoyment of it!

Now when I say going to Charmed! felt like going home... I adore this community. The hypnosis community has always been so welcoming, so open, and so accepting in ways that just make me feel comfortable! I keep up with everyone online, and though I'm admittedly not very active in bigger Discords I do read most everything. But in-person it's so much better! I will always recommend this con to hypno folks, whether or not I know if they can make it!

[doomdoomofdoom]

Every now and again I wonder if maybe all trans people face roughly the same amount of bigotry and one just gets more attention, but then i have to read terf posts and.

wow.

obviously every group of trans identities faces their own struggles and unique oppression but there's this incredibly vitriolic kind of hatred reserved for transfems and its sickening.

[eldritchcreatureofwords]

What if, at the end of Ozzie, Blitz accepted to Stolas's propose to stay with him at the palace and spend some time together non sexually?

I'm....not actually sure on this one! My best guess would be that they'd both get a bit tipsy, Blitz would make some sexual attempt....and Stolas would probably turn him down because that's genuinely not what he wants. They'd watch a movie. They'd cuddle. They'd get along really well because ultimately they do. They fit together very nicely when they aren't struggling with communication or trying to put on an act they think the other would like. Blitz would be having a quiet meltdown. I think it would, eventually, come to a head- Blitz demanding to know why Stolas isn't pushing for sex, calling him out on what he thinks was hiding behind his menu in shame, and probably a much needed discussion would be had- if at least half in argument form. I see a lot of tears, a lot of kisses, and probably Stolas realizing a lot of where he's gone wrong. I don't think we'd seen Full Moon levels of blow-up but I do think Blitz would probably be spooky and prickly if Stolas admitted that he was starting to want to get to know Blitz better or be closer to him. I see falling asleep on the couch together until Loona called- at which point I'm not sure we'd get quite the same situation as we get in Queen Bee- though probably similar, with Blitz now having more of a freak out over the realization that Stolas is Getting Attached and that he....doesn't mind at all.

[empty-blog-for-lurking]

My vld time travel au is really just- Beautiful morally grey women, who have close but concerning platonic relationship with Lance, and want Lotor dead/trying to violently murder him, not out of malice or vengeance or anything personal but simply because of pragmatic "it's for the greater good" reasons and they are sorta?? Right about it

[liquidstar]

a friend who'd wait :)

[wellijustfinnihedoneofthebooks]

Warning to anyone following me, i just started reading the first sleeping beauty book so there may be much uncritical anne rice posting to come

[valdotjpg]

hey boss, any thoughts on the upcoming elden ring dlc? ur fromsoft takes are always enlightened

dont quote me on this but i thjnk miquella might be in it.

[fluxedbuds]

this year's yogtober is gonna be 80% lomadia and tango btw. no none of it will be normal

[andromeda3116]

ugh i have a friend who is super into astrology and it's like "mercury is in retrograde this is so terrible!!!" like bro even if planets could affect your life on earth mercury isn't doing shit it's just how it looks in the sky is going backwards because of orbital dynamics it is literally not doing anything different at all it's just vibing

[amugoffandoms]

interrogation questions will be coming back soon! I've been busy/tired so I wanted to take a break from doing anything absikdof

but! I'm on spring break now, so stuff will kick up again ^^

on other news, friends are really cool /pos

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