Emotionally aware girl figuring out femininity, religion, aesthetics, and health. Working through ideas where the fresh water meets the sea. I love myself.
I’ve heard that aging makes color appear less saturated. For me, color is often distressingly saturated and intense.
I also have have particularly high neuro plasticity, I’m childlike in some ways, including the rate I can learn novel things. I wonder if the two are related.
At a party just now, an Indian guy (called himself “Asian”) asked me if I’m single and I said yes and he said that I should have kids with a brown man so the brown people can reverse colonize the world and dilute the white race.
My response:
Eeiiiiiick.
I’ve been applying the idea of ai agents to my consciousness. I made a part of my consciousness hover above me on a map and map out possibilities in what’s around me. I’m adding another to connect me to those opportunities.
> titanic was the only sinking where women and children were allowed to board the lifeboats
> the lifeboats left half empty and didn’t return to help
🤔
Learning the muscle memory of doing a proper jibe in sailing has implications for moving through life. Pausing just the right amount before letting the wind catch you. Doing something dangerous, but slowly and controlled. Being ok with changing direction, to get there faster.
There should be a word for when someone borrows the prestige and repetition of a person, position, or institution, and crashes it down.
Ppl do this in higher ed, drifting for a bit off schools reputations just to let them crumble.
Men do this when they brag about hooking up with a high-quality woman.
Ppl becoming judges, police, lawyers, doctors, because it’s perceived as reputable and honorable, but they are dying the reputation of those careers.
I can understand why white men are upset that they are discriminated against and forced to enlist for the draft, and then see white women in a mixed-race couple.
Something doesn’t feel right to me about people who praise forgiveness as beautiful after a major betrayal.
I suspect those people don’t trust themselves to do the right thing, if they had to make a choice, and they feel safe imagining they would be given forgiveness.