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{ A convergence of Aldous Huxley and Robert Heinlein,       where waiting for Godot was traditionally done.} Transmissive functionality fixed rate to find words for any mindstate words to physiologize and reify a wish to be touched back, felt reaching through the laminated plane flat re- ality of thought, through the space betwixt us, me and you, in the meandering stream feeling it's way toward the storied yesterdays, minding many material reasons, whys for how, whens for now, then for earlier or later, waiting is time… at terminal velocity. Waiting is. ======== Grok is a technical term, you know. Time is a technical term, too. When all things worked together, once, then fell apart to form mere fanciful guessings, informative immaterial instructions for users, musing using local particle facts. at terminal velocity eventually, we fall with the evening smoothing into airless, fretless soothing irrelevance, empty states without perspective ups or downs. Post haste waste reclamation, I'd say it all again, if it gets to here.
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May 24, 2025
May 24, 2025 at 11:48 AM UTC
Veridical Mind Material
{ A convergence of Aldous Huxley and Robert Heinlein,       where waiting for Godot was traditionally done.} Transmissive functionality fixed rate to find words for any mindstate words to physiologize and reify a wish to be touched back, felt reaching through the laminated plane flat re- ality of thought, through the space betwixt us, me and you, in the meandering stream feeling it's way toward the storied yesterdays, minding many material reasons, whys for how, whens for now, then for earlier or later, waiting is time… at terminal velocity. Waiting is. ======== Grok is a technical term, you know. Time is a technical term, too. When all things worked together, once, then fell apart to form mere fanciful guessings, informative immaterial instructions for users, musing using local particle facts. at terminal velocity eventually, we fall with the evening smoothing into airless, fretless soothing irrelevance, empty states without perspective ups or downs. Post haste waste reclamation, I'd say it all again, if it gets to here.
While listening to Huxley riff about ESP, I had to figure out how to spell veridical, and then Grok came along to assist and suddenly we thought... all intelligence use is art, even the lies. Wait, it all falls together. Waiting is===A Martian expression indicating patience and acceptance, emphasizing the importance of living in the present and allowing events to unfold naturally. From Stranger in a Strange Land. From Exodus, name of Moses's son, Gershom...
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77/M/Pine Valley CA
May 24, 2025
May 24, 2025 at 11:48 AM UTC
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