The kindest thing literature does is remind you that your peculiar little feelings have always existed. Someone, in some century, was equally confused by love, bored by society, tired of performing, and hungry for meaning.
I heard an interview today about AI in creative spaces and the man being interviewed said “AI is data, and Data can only look backwards. Creativity looks forwards.” And I need to sit with that in the best possible way.
resisting capitalism slop by just resting and having a good day. the sun is free the park is free making art (can be) free. profit profit profit network network optimize optimize bro I’m just Chilling