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Make You A Drink
What could you do differently? The goal is to make you feel, A feeling of worrying less, Lessening the need to hide, Hidden behind the glass, See through glass with ice, Sometimes it’s a shot, no ice, When there’s ice, she lays waiting, She makes the world frigid, Even poison runs beneath, And the chaser hugs them all, But you can���t hug them all, And to want leaves you…
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Little Aches
…so this is the story all about how, I’ve been twisting things all this time, Telling myself stories to fill the gaps, Because I had no tales of my own… Pretty little lies to feed the hive, Yes there’s a forever buzz in my ear, Ringing that sometimes destabilises, Hoping to be alert all the invented loops, Pastry bits for the inner child, Sleeping a little more to continue, Spirits on…
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Curly Haired Blues
Loving the myths of you will have to stay, We lost a lot of things in our fiery rage, We put up quite a fight to make it work, Loving every scene of wily vivid show, Hoping the fruits of this last year grow true, We can see rebel and wonder in our seed, We will have to pour more than we have, Hoping every turn a place to bloom, Dreaming new twists and floods, We are just stardust and…
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Nicolás Guillén – Canción
¡De qué callada manera se me adentra usted sonriendo, como si fuera la primavera! (Yo, muriendo.)”Nicolás Guillén – Canción
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Kind|ness
…loss does get kinder,kindness gets sweeter with time,and one kind will fit… Soothing away pain, Often enough to matter, Far better than the alternative, The soul touch will bless on and on…
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Gent|le
…gently chaotic,nested by a gentle stream,every gent a storm… Before the runaway, Rain finds its groove, Ailings are soothed, Incense sticks lit, Nightmares finding heroes, Hopefully every runaway finds a cave, Every nomad a tribe, Animal some stimulus and fodder, River an outpouring, True love a home.
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"Tame in me the tempers four that I may serve thee evermore. Place in me the values nine that I may feel thy touch divine."
(Such a lovely vista, but I keep thinking ... He could slip.)
"Let not weakness live in your veins. Cherished workers, drown it inside you. Rise up from your deathbed and sally forth, more perfect for the struggle."
(He met his wife while a stewman in an ether factory. She was a swab girl. The handbook just says they were bonded by the spirit of industry ... but if this interpretation is correct, they met as colleagues. Took heart to each other as colleagues.)
"Endow in each swing of your ax or swipe of your pen the sum of your affections, that through me they may be purified and returned. No higher purpose may be found than this. Nor any higher love."
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“Imagine what it would look like if ChatGPT were a lossless algorithm. If that were the case, it would always answer questions by providing a verbatim quote from a relevant Web page. We would probably regard the software as only a slight improvement over a conventional search engine, and be less impressed by it. The fact that ChatGPT rephrases material from the Web instead of quoting it word for word makes it seem like a student expressing ideas in her own words, rather than simply regurgitating what she’s read; it creates the illusion that ChatGPT understands the material. In human students, rote memorization isn’t an indicator of genuine learning, so ChatGPT’s inability to produce exact quotes from Web pages is precisely what makes us think that it has learned something. When we’re dealing with sequences of words, lossy compression looks smarter than lossless compression.”
— Ted Chiang’s essay about ChatGPT is required reading
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Dharma Gaia — Lost - By David Wagoner
https://www.dharmagaia.org/inspiration/2020/8/18/lost-by-david-wagoner Stand Still…stand still the trees ahead and bushes beside you are not lostWherever you are is called here and you must treat it as a powerful stranger…Must ask permission to know it and be knownListen…The Forest Breathes…it whispers I have made this place around you…if you leave it you may come back again Saying Here…hereNo…
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Aftermaths
They gathered in excitement, So little known, Nothing seems to be making sense,Not like they were very sensible to this,…suppose everything doesn’t have to, Strokes of bewilderment, All these intellects collide,All the judgements abide,And they huddle together, A little bit of mocking,Lots of laughing, And then there were the questions, Mostly all unanswered, Hard to trust the dissimilar, Even…
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Greasy Eyes
Lies are a special gift we give ourselves, Looking at our lives with fearful gazes, Lengthy mental battles, Lies to oil the wheels, Maybe it’s the lottery of hope, Mixed feelings about the loses overtime, Miles away from any scope, Maybe it’s the last time,
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Foely
For a person who doesn’t have any friends, You’re mightily convinced, That you’d be a great friend, Just as soon as someone would care, Long enough to just stay there, Helpful in the quest to mend, Warming to stop the flinch, In real life not where you request friends, It would a very long conversation and you don’t have to do this. You don’t have to care for me anymore. You’ve got a lot…
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