Gemini* and Gopher

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  • The Future I

    Thoughts.

    We're closer to the dystopian cyberpunk apocalyptic future than most people would imagine.

    How do you think it'll be?

    Drought, famine, deforestation, broken down concrete buildings as far as the eyes can see; toxic air, toxic water, a steep decline in population growth, few animals, and even fewer birds.

  • eclipse

    the sun… giving way to winds now. on the journey to a new land. distant ships, scattering in random directions. i tried to wave to them, they did not respond. only adjusted their sails to get more wind. the island doesn't seem too far away now. but now, the waves are stronger, the peaks are reaching my height. i'm expecting way bigger ones are on their way. and when i look up, i see it.

    the moon is closing in on the sun.

    without my light, everything is more erratic. "it should not last more than a few minutes," i think to myself. "it comes and goes." only, this one does not go away. i wait for minutes, hours, days under no light. i decide to look up for the umpteenth time and i realize: the sun is right there, without obstruction. it's me that can not find that light. i am the one that is blind to the rays. i wash my face, but the veil is there. i try to think of the rays, but can't catch more than a single ray at a time.

  • FIRE WALK WITH ME

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  • Writing My Story with Inspiration from Notable Lives

    Lately, I’ve been thinking about starting to write my autobiography—a living document that will evolve over time and serve as a memoir for future generations. Sadly, none of my ancestors took the time to record our family history, and everything I know about my lineage comes from stories passed down by relatives. Like most children, I only paid attention to the stories that captured my interest and never thought to dig deeper or ask about what might have been left unsaid. By the time I became old enough to reflect seriously on where we come from, all of my grandparents had passed away.

    That’s part of why I want to write down what I do know—at least about the Farmer family in India: my parents, siblings, cousins, and children. I’ve never written a book before, let alone a biography, so I decided to draw inspiration by reading autobiographies of notable individuals.

    I recently borrowed the audiobook of The Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin from my local library. It’s a six-hour narration, which I listened to passively during my daily commute over a couple of weeks. Even with that passive listening, it offered valuable insight into how one might structure a life story. I’m currently listening to Nikola Tesla’s autobiography and plan to explore one or two more before I begin writing my own.

  • love detox day 1

    I've taken pretty much all the drugs that you can take, but the addiction to lust and love is one of the worst addiction to get rid of.

    Emotional outburst this morning, I need a bit of a plan of action to get out of this.

  • love detox night 1

    I couldn't count how many time I though about her. I would breath, focus, distract myself, think about something else and then she would appear, I wouldn't recognize her at first and then I'd realized who it was. How deep of a habit have I created in my own mind?

    This is completely self-created. There was no mutual actions that fed into habits, like a normal relationship. It was a one sided fantasy that I curated, repeated, and brainwashed myself into. It feels really deep and so painful at the same time. I don't think the pain will persist for too long though.