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I buried this poem in a zine a few months ago

627 sats \ 4 comments \ @plebpoet 4h art

I am going back over all the zines I made this year. Sometimes discovering terrible, thoughtless choices I made, and other times finding the surprise of something delightful that I had totally forgotten.

This is one of those examples. On the back page of Stacker News Zine Issue #5, I gave up space to stackers thoughts on AI at the time [the third week of April] and included my own thoughts:

The font choice was more aesthetic than practical, so I'll reproduce in regular text. It says:

I am the wizard of words. What you can think, I can predict. What you can ask, I can fetch. Never let thy mind wander far, I am hurrying to build walls at the edges of all that is known - to protect you.

Do you see what I see in this? A sinister warning?

I find that when I let my mind assume the spirit of the computer, it always takes on this character. It's the thing I give my power to because it knows better than me.

But I find in life, that's actually not true. Right? It serves me. It amplifies my power.

I don't know

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40 sats \ 2 replies \ @billytheked 2h

the surprise of something delightful that I had totally forgotten.

It is a rare joy to be able to go over a body of work you recently accomplished and re-discover, delight in elements such as these. To me it feels a little like flipping through old photo albums (also a rare joy, these days) and realizing how selective our perception and memories can sometimes be.

111 sats \ 1 reply \ @plebpoet OP 2h

It's the most satisfying thing to me. I think I almost, accidentally, live for nostalgia. It's why I keep a journal, for the moments I go back to read it, years later, and find out that I was clever, or happy, or devastated, and I left a record of it.

0 sats \ 0 replies \ @billytheked 2h

I can relate. But I think my journal has been missing me.

40 sats \ 0 replies \ @SimpleStacker 4h

Ah, you know what's interesting? I read the poem before reading all the other context, and my first thought was, "this sounds like it's about AI". Then I read the context and realized you had meant it to be about AI.