Anthropic is announcing the end of the world every few days. All this marketing disguised as news about an impeding danger of AI is tiresome.
Any conversation
a constant, existential pull
so old I couldn't tell you the end
or draw its shape
between kind acceptance
and striving, struggling, writhing, climbing
learning, growing, discontent
"do you feel this way, too, at endless war with longing itself?"
but the birds and trees and ants and wind
in their own marvelous design
don't reply
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เถฏ เถดเทเทเทเถบ เถฏเทเท. เทเทโเถปเท เถฝเถเถเทเทเท เทเทเถธ เถธเทเทเถบเถเถธ เถดเทเถฑเท เทเถณ เถดเทเถบเถฑ เถฏเทเท เถดเทเถฏเท เถฑเทเทเทเถฉเท เถฏเทเถฑเถบเถเท. เทเทเทเถเท เถดเทเทเทเถบ (เถธเทเถบเท เถธเท) เถฝเทเถเถบเถงเถธ เถฑเทเทเทเถฉเท เถฏเทเถฑเถบเถเท.
Today is Poya Day. The full moon day of every month in Sri Lanka is a public holiday. Vesak Poya (May) is a holiday for the whole world.
This #tome about #Tcl/Tk has me re-evaluating my plans to move to the woods to be a carpenter hermit.
Now I want to move to the woods and be a programmer hermit.


