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I [posted an old third grade letter to Santa]( Third Grade Letter to Santa, Sightless Scribbles ) but I also [[wrote about a friend losing confidence in his writing because he started using an LLM]( The Colonization of Confidence., Sightless Scribbles )
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I just read the entire Colonization piece, and I am blown away. Thank you for sharing it. I am going to share it as well.
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Here is something I cobbled together while sitting in my car during lunch.
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Wow, just read The Colonization of Confidence and it was wonderful. Thank you for writing that and sharing it.
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Catching up on end of year stuff, I love looking back at these numbers Books I Read in 2025
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Life is too short to read bad books. Congratulations on realizing you can ditch the ones that donāt work for you! I think sometimes people get caught up either in a sunk cost fallacy or feel like they have to finish it in order to put it on a list or log it or whatever.
Iām jealous of anyoneās ability to utilize audiobooks! I try listening to them but I either fall asleep or just donāt retain what was said so Iāve got to stick with physical books/e-reader.
Careless People is sitting on my Kobo but I canāt bring myself to read it at the moment. I primarily read to escape and I think that book might just end up making me mad.
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It took me a couple goes to get going with them - what tipped the balance was an Audiobook exclusive from Peter F. Hamilton and the digital library card that got me hooked.
I was expecting to be mad, but at the end of the day it was utter disbelief but also lack of surprise. Like I mentioned in the post - it was a lot of āwtfā moments.
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Iāve not been in a very bloggy mood recently, but Iāve decided to start doing monthly wrap-ups as a way of clearing out all the small bits and pieces I wanted to write about: Monthly Meanderings: December 2025.
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Top ten songs I discovered in 2025, all from really great community FM radio stations!
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You were such a witty third grader! āLetās take girls into account as wellā is such great comedic timing
Agree with everyone, the colonization of confidence piece goes super hard. I have fond memories of an open mic night I used to go to where there was a wide range of abilityāfrom professional singer/songwriters to a possibly manic lady just kind of rambling into the mic about Elvis.
But you didnāt go there to hear perfection. The point was to see people just being their real, awkward selves and celebrate the joy and despair of our shared humanity.
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The Manatee applauds this piece as well. 
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Finally wrote up a post on my 2025 music listening:
I think I missed doing this last year, but Iād kind of like to make it a yearly thing. I donāt really do New Yearās resolutions, and I enjoy writing about music, so Iām going to aim to do this next year as well.
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I would like to read what others are doing for new years resolutions/themes/whatever and if you have found a way to escape the common cycle of setting unattainable goals and then failing to attain them!
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even if I just listened to Die Anywhere Else over and over again itād still probably show up on my end of year summary.
Die anywhere else! Dah da dahhh~ Dah dum daaah! (da-dadum) ā¢
@smallcypress
The top comment on this video is āthis is the fighter I chooseā.
Neko Case karaoke in an empty cafe is a delight I can, as witness to my person creating this memory, personally recommend. Wait, thatās not what I meant to talk about. Came here to say html art project curating music comments exists:
https://chi.itch.io/the-sound-of-love
centauri (my reverse proxy)
In a world bereft with reverse-centaurs (our humanity as a peripheral, or luxury, not a focus), I applaud this name so hard!
While I do appreciate not being terrified of the virus all the time now I also recognize that the pandemic spurred a lot of creativity.
I forgot about bands livestreaming performances from guest rooms done up with pretty lights! Itās wild thinking about how many home office rooms are justā¦ streaming studios.
cw personal aside ||(Iām unhoused, so it feels good to know, on the whole, dozens people are bunking in that tiny office for an hour - which is more hours of peopleās attention needing housing than my own twenty-four.)||
But there are two wolves within me, and the one with all the ambition drives me to overexertion sometimes.
I misread āwolvesā as āshamesā, woof. At risk of disturbing the comfortable to attempt to be a comfort for the disturbed, I offer: Would you feel comfortable blogging on this slip as though it were prompt?
Say in (or for!)ā¦ thirty [ posts, winters, minutes, whatever frames of time ] from now youāre reading this?
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This invitation extends to whatever corporate afterlife you ((as the idea of you in 32bitcafe attendeeās minds) who falls into one corporate afterlife plan or another) ending up:
- clicking āagreeā to a Meet appās EULA granting carte blanche on their meetās digital twin, a facsimile of you prised from such a twin pieced with facsimiles with other peoples idea of you to get, at first, a 2012-era AI slop version, then a 2021-era slop version, then a 2102-era āslopā version of you.
- some other crack the helium of corporate profit crawls through
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Now might not be the next-worst time to learn about those shames-in-wolves-clothing; and now not be the next-best time to learn about them, either. Only, it wouldnāt be very water-y of me if I didnāt offer invitation to reflect.
Yours,
water
"This isnāt a tool. This is a replacement. This is a parasite. It doesnāt expand us; it eats us. It eats our confidence. It eats our specificity. It eats our struggleā¦āIām a better writer than thisā¦ā
I love how this line arrives! Sci-fi horror about a material named better is in my drafts dated 2019 as a single quote: āItās better (better is what better be).ā
Lumpy bits of iron in third harmonic with sun form a planet only to crash into shrapnel from starbirth, leaving open wound the ocean and the Moon: ābetter!ā Lumpy bits of expression in third harmonic with moontide form words only to crash into shrapnel from survival, leaving open wound the unspoken and the shame.
I made the switch from writing to writers who might understand me to writing to my neighbors who donāt ask me to be understood, who ask for no more than my presence; and Iām having the best time.
As with lignin, and with plastic, institutionally-manufactured shame will be recognized by a harmonic joy of fungus that breaks shame down. For lignin, that fungus is, poetically enough, called White Rot fungus.
I wonder what name the fungus that breaks down living-making shame is - Is It Really Living Rot fungus, ā¦Zomb Rot fungus?
Before the FDA, added to milk would be fermaldahyde, to improve the taste of rot in the milk, lead added to coffee, for improved color.
What improves the taste of shame (Making rent? Supporting a family?) - Iām excited when localhost, grassroots small language models hit like pirate radio, turn toward shame, and dissolve it; when shame fails to curiosity to fear as tears to steam before falling or puberty (maths see the difference).
Middle finger over forefinger on the side of this phone generates a pretty triangle that grabs my attention as I sway back and forth standing in a patch of poeacea and read your work here. The color in the triangle flits from unspoken hue to unspoken hue, each a little creature, still wet in my throat.
Questions from new post:
What quality of attention does your death like
post here: Between Plant and Types | A Secant Query