when the aliens finally come someday in the far-off future, I hope this video is the only thing left of us. For a fleeting moment, we were here, we were loud, we sang together. And afterwards: birds.
Wearing a dress that makes you look like a mermaid to possibly tell the sea boy who said he would burn down olympus for you that you are joining the hunters of artemis and becoming an eternal maiden..... Welcome back Padmé Amidala
I saw a woman walking her dogs and asked,
“What are their names?”
She said, “Calvin and Klein.”
I said, “Like the underwear?”
She smiled “Yeah, They’re boxers!”
I do *not* want an AI "summary" of an email, or a book, or a life. I do not want an AI summary of a winter sky, or my father's hands, or the hope in my child's eyes. I do not want an AI summary of the human heart, or the first little shiver of lust, or the long good work of love.