Saw a headline tweet that began with "synthetic speech programs that use facial tracking to..." and I scrolled right the fuck down because I don't care which way that sentence ends.
At this point I don't want to be forewarned about any of this shit. Confront me with its grim realization at the supermarket checkout line. Make me take it in stride. Force me into a state of hyperadaptivity.
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I want to wake up with the nanobots already in me.
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In an excellent mood, feeling quite all right, just swimming on down the stream. It rained some yesterday and the creek by my house is running real deep and quick, flashing glass and silver in its bed.
Really appreciating the flow of water in my life lately. Blessings and blessings and blessings.
--JL
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