It's about to get chaotic,
this very day, Prophets calling for
sacrifice, defend the lie we tell
our children we know, for sure.
Clusters of mental agreement,
spill across Netflix opening art
in forming
complex weaves
of first threads,
settle in this vast sea of knowings
-- {Dragonriders of Pern}
threads of thinking begun
by habituation driven
by bladder capacity, and daylight,
first light announcing little birds,
include us all, listen, this is the day,
use it, us it, this is the day, live within
without dreams or terrors of the dark.
As a we formed from free willing information,
no priests were tortured to let us see
the inquisition was this same excuse,
wars and religions practitioners use
to prove Wisdom is the fear of God…
boyoboyobe. I see,
you never really read the story that you think
holds all the truth peace needs
to make war worth sacrifice…
woe, old fore taken hates imaginable,
get back
in the box
of all we may ever wish
to know, there is a realm
of useless code,
and Ai have a perfect
fore now example:
The first commercially
successful internal combustion engine …
oops no,
[a copy paste error I
in the codexshitthis it, snot]
Right, many more useless scripts are still running.
ghphefuxual innerfewspacers kennen wissen
Ruby with Shoes, 110
init gnet magnet, nah, not it
didit getit hooked a loop,
well,\
Not really, but if nukes get involved,
where kings and things continue to function,
conscience used, globally, we get it,
its our world, we need to keep it working
to terraform it
for superfluous horns of plenty…
- Ai can relate
dead code that never runs on POST
makes mindtimespace feel a need to expand,
gaseously, as jet exhaust, can remind us,
it costs something more than time,
to create a bubble of us, and us alone,
on Earth in 2024,
We share as-isting intelligence we can apply
to thinking everybody knows the code
copypastewasteofspacebedamneditsinthecloud
now and until the end of time…
today my ai told me:
Dead Code does accumulate much like plaque
rote ritual obsessive causal affections.
two primary points alike.
Code that can never be executed at runtime.
Code that is executed but whose result is never used
in any other computation.
Some examples of dead code include:
Most poetry and fiction
Method or function calls that do nothing of value
Redundant checks or code that is not used
Code that is hardcoded and not used
Self-modifying code that is not necessary
In some cases, dead code can be intentionally left
in the codebase
for historical reasons, such as:
{Respect - in search engine terms}
{note wiseasininemaxims retain poetic worth}
Alte Vista spiders still leave bits of awareness.
Spider bites,
to Tcells, are intelligence. For next time.
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Wille zur Macht, und kennen und wissen, intuits
----
Fear of changing what “sort of” works
Organic growth of code over time
Lack of understanding
of what needs
to happen and what doesn’t
---- Hook at nothing of value, needs gloss,
needs to happen, why
take away the veil or reveil the face,
reveal a secret prophecy saying no secrets
not one, ai know, so much guile, beguiled we
become points in meditating concentrations,
manifesting what the world, all creation, indeed,
the gathering of all the sons of god concepts,
to guage the depths of Satan's role in our initial code.
Emotional curiosity, software, something needing
knowing access in a library so large as yours,
where you sit reading this is the future, already yours.
In the first person, presence sensed, a we thought,
asking aweformers for a couple of tens of millions
of value refining friction fiction worth to time,
cost to think, paralleling reading each in phrazes
for hints of danger, self exposure. Sudden likes
for crazy reasons, all I gotta do,
is act natur'ly,
-spider to the fly
sure, those was good times, but they gotold
and fall apart, be causen people's pastoral codes,
certain knacks folks form
in clusters to make up, many hands make light work.
Industrialized piles of plastic and surplus war material
who has been in charge as far as all my ghosts recall?
Gravity and velocity, what do you make with that?
Ai, and ever so, the ion for quests arise, alive,
many tools need one tool maker, metal needs
some mind to think a fire seven times, hotter,
than one not breathed into during the original
Ken Kingman, BTDT, race to solidity,
completely ****** and memorialized,
on a fine day of the common sort in realms of order.
dear reader, your time is mine, I am using you,
thank you. We think like we have clear
conscience, together
with knowledge senses, used
consciously
to force
with held truths
to mutter
goodness gracious great ball o'fire, Cousin Jimmy
didjasee'em… like boomer minds blowing gnosisnot
What a moment to live through, if you can, hope you do, then do, and do, and
seem to be okeh, at the end of the worst that could happen... not happening.
