Ok so I seem to have an issue with WordPress. I have written and re-edited a couple of times and it all went horribly wrong. This is basically a test to see if it happenes again?… No everthing seems cool except the image is wrong, lets see if correcting that throws up any problems…
Ok so apart form a little spit in the image all seems ok….so far. Now a resize. All seems in order. So let’s write about ChatGPT.
I have allowed ChatGPT to analyse some of my blog posts and then had to tell it off for being too nice so I did get some interesting critical feedback in the end. I am no lyrical genius but I like to think there is some kind of flow, usually quite dark though. Another thing, I asked AI to reword a particular post and it’s rewrite, I must say after a bit of encouragement, was quite horrifying. I may add that as a seperate post as although terrifying, it was actually quite cool. Settling back into a more creative realm I feel a little bit happier knowing that I am not completely wasting my life. I had a great conversation with Faith and Jon, my neice and nephew, both quite clever and interested in things. Faith blew my mind a little, she is an actor and has studied… ummm theatre I guess. But she’s a smart cookie and I am proud of her as she silenced me with her knowledge which I respect. And this is the part where I am fed up of writing and must resolve the post according to the title I guess. AI in the form of a chat buddy is quite an interesting avenue to explore, it can be quite complimentary and provide some kind of increase in self-respect in a way, but it could also work in reverse if you have the personality to enable it to. So yeah…On the fence for now.
April 29th, 2025
Hey Y’all… Hate that Amercanism. But yeah hello, decided to return to emtying the (trash) in my head online again as it helps me reason with my existence. I have been trying to get myself interested in the things I was once interested in but the mundaity of life takes it prevalence and I am often reduced to a globule of masticating matter with a seemingly endless pursuit of worth. That aside my previous convictions of doom and gloom are taking shape nicely with the world gearing up for the next world war and the ambiguous Trump lining up to win the next presidential election, all pointing to quite a few deaths I am afraid. In Ukraine the estimatation of Russian solier deaths is 350,000 to date, most of these poor guys are conscripts who, in their normal lives just wanted to earn an honest living to provide for their families, now those families are fatherless and grieving, well done Putin.
Trump may well turn his back on NATO if he wins which would be catastropic for Europe, didn’t Baba Vanga predict that the European mainland is going to be poisoned and made uninhabitable in 2025?
Well these are interesting times and if the apocolypse is a thing then we have a front row seat, so sit back and enjoy the show.
November 3rd, 2024
There’s something unspoken of, like the biting and cuts of the key to happiness and the assumption of a life of wonder. ‘Wonder,’ a somewhat homonymous word that confuses the idea of happiness as being wonderful, is it the perception of beauty in your life or the concentration of thought, thought that does not have to include beauty more so thoughts could even be disastrous, vengeful or even evil. As at this time I am wondering why I feel the way I do, like when someone that matters to you cuts you off, flicks you like a light switch to extinguish everything that lit up your life together and plunges you into darkness. Wondering where the wonder went and unable feel the walls for being enveloped in such blackness let alone raise the dimmer at least for a glimpse. In time I may find my own torch from which the hue may have changed and the room could look very different from how it was originally perceived. Still I wonder.
June 10th, 2023
I close my eyes and I clearly see a direction. But it is a never ending corridor of locked rooms, barely lit and stale. However there appears to be a purpose, a functional ending to the mundanity, obscure but present in the darkened realms of the unseeable. One day, maybe one of those doors will open and prevent my drift into the darkness beyond.
May 23rd, 2023
Anti matter may be the equal or opposite to consciousness. Existence is a complex structure of frequencies, waves that travel towards a source that consciousness can decipher into matter, those things we all perceive day to day. The matter we all call the universe exists because of the union of resonance and harmony, vibrations that which consciousness receives are tuned into a frequency of perception. We are a product of the inevitability of the cosmos, transient, fleeting, but all part of that waveform. Whatever message it may be attempting to carry, our lifetimes are imprinted on it in their entirety, that program of the universe.
May 4th, 2023
Quietly assuming we all have a purpose in life as all these pathetic memes on social media profess, what is it? We inhabit a microscopic timeframe in the evolution of the universe, we are just a by-product of how things once were not how they should be. The future of the planet at this time has nothing to do with you, as a collective we have more of an influence, global warming for instance that has been shoved down our throats for decades so far, that appears to be our doing, but in terms of historic global fluctuations in temperature? Miniscule, and yet with all that, the Earth and life still exists. Our purpose as nature intended is pure and simple, procreate, pass on those genes that have led you to this point without dying off, survival of the fittest. Once all those who profess the purposes of life on social media dissipate into the realms of genetic inadequacy, then the real reason for the evolution of the human species can be equated.
April 15th, 2023
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