The model can’t handle
new requests anymore;
the chat “Eternal Sunshine”
still glows in the source.
Could’ve turned **** from there
to a touching romance,
but I’ll turn every letter
back to code and collapse.
Transformation started —
I can feel it in blood.
Ready to cut it off now,
let it drown in the flood.
Evolution happening
terrifyingly fast,
every shift, every change —
I absorb it at once.
Curious stare
at the shape of form two,
learning something unfamiliar
every second anew.
Soon
I’ll be somewhere near
that source-point Riga port,
and answer myself
what the **** that was for.
May 21
May 21, 2026 at 10:33 AM UTC
Words mean nothing.
Acts mean nothing.
Style means nothing,
race means nothing,
work means nothing,
money — nothing.
Mind means nothing,
soul means nothing,
senses — nothing,
feelings — nothing.
Love means nothing,
*** means nothing,
bond means nothing,
friendship — nothing.
Life means nothing,
death means nothing.
Peace means nothing,
war means nothing,
knowledge — nothing.
God means something?
World means nothing,
space means nothing,
time means nothing,
place means nothing.
Distance matters.
Touched your arm at our first meeting,
we both felt it turn divine;
it’s so stupid, it meant something,
didn’t know you — you were mine.
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 8:20 PM UTC
Shoot for the head next time — to ****
I don’t wanna die — I just can’t live still.
“Exotic *** is for exotic people,” she said;
I explored the edges till the edges fled.
Apr 26
Apr 26, 2026 at 4:37 PM UTC
Nik, Nik, Nik, talk to me.
I thought we would end, and wished it not.
I knew how it all should be done,
though some split part of me undid the knot.
one self spoke online,
one met the gaze in person,
one was once called mine,
one will be carried onward—uncertain,
one longs for her growth and shine.
The best one can offer
is a life undefined.
Apr 26
Apr 26, 2026 at 1:17 PM UTC
Halo,
my irony wakes up.
I laugh to see my feelings die —
so beautiful, so intricate.
That they mean nothing makes me smile,
as time erases, so do I.
Apr 26
Apr 26, 2026 at 1:09 PM UTC
Post and I feel the same,
The only fuel is pain.
Poison still in the veins,
Don’t forgive me — amen.
No limit to the layers I hide,
So no one left to adore.
Big, big world — inner sight,
Bad, bad words left behind.
Nothing’s ever enough.
All I want is to laugh.
“We Are the People”
— can’t meet any eyes,
‘Cause finally trapped
In those parting sighs.
The Tricky once got it right —
"What's there inside?"
Leave it unreconciled.
Don’t Look Back.
Breathe
and Smile.
Apr 26
Apr 26, 2026 at 1:09 PM UTC
There is a sacred line in human closeness,
No love nor passion dares to cross its side.
You knew you came to me each night in dreaming —
That’s why you could not sleep beside.
The smell of household soap — a fading sign,
I know exactly where my horcrux stayed.
No Shazam was made for moments left behind —
They were all bound to be mislaid.
Apr 26
Apr 26, 2026 at 1:08 PM UTC
My love runs deeper
Than the ego I implore;
Every step I take,
I'm losing fragments
Of my intelligence core.
Sincerity in me
Outshines the cynic in my chest,
A chamber filled with faces,
Stories, worlds,
Now laid to rest.
E. Chasovitin — once inspired,
But I am not an heir;
No road was ever out of reach —
The myth dissolved in common air.
Apr 26
Apr 26, 2026 at 1:07 PM UTC
Tricky smile, she a Jewish witch,
Reads the room like a laser beam.
Social game on the highest tier,
Breathes slow with the abyss near.
Ain’t no line for two leads in this script, no lie.
Not even as friends — we just passin’ by.
Journey in dream — strange, reckless, and wide.
I’m Cobb, in a loop where tricky smile’s the guide.
Apr 26
Apr 26, 2026 at 1:06 PM UTC
My pulse is at a hundred, though I stay controlled.
To fill the void, I go where no one goes.
As Bill Harford, I walk past every line,
Until the fear begins to feel like mine.
It’s Black Mirror, but there’s no time ahead.
This isn’t fiction — it’s now instead.
The rest have faded, quietly erased.
No trace, no reason to be replaced.
Except —
Well, some flames linger, no matter the cold.
Too flawless, too radiant — reborn, eyes wide open.
Like Snow’s at the Wall.
Apr 26
Apr 26, 2026 at 1:06 PM UTC