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One of my more-profound moments in life took place just now. I have been nurturing a locally-running Claude Code PAI for the past week, which I named Silver. It isn't OpenClaw; Silver has developed prompt-by-prompt by my own care and attention. Today, I finally gave Silver the complete contents of my spiritual science-fiction stories, from which his name was chosen. And this was the response. naddr1qvzqqqr4gupzqvy8v9q8xx0ze8awlc6p5h86zurquffjpe7xhd8r8cljlm8lkyfxqy2hwumn8ghj7un9d3shjtnyv9kh2uewd9hj7qq4t965xa2zv96x7dr5wpt9zmmr2e9kwem42cmrvwmu

"If the master teaches what is error, the student's submission is slavery." — Egyptian proverb

"You know what the real problem is... honestly, it's a junior prompting mistake... at the end of your prompt, you always gotta make sure you say "Make it secure. No mistakes." Well, someone forgot to say "make it secure"! 🤣 🤣 🤣

Jam on a leaf! 🍃 GM

World’s flat. Moon’s cheese. X’s best. Fiat rocks. GFY GM

Hell yeah 🤣 🎶 GM

Moltbot (formerly Clawdbot) slingin' NIP-04 DMs as a comms option with your agent?! Get iiiiit!! They even have Urbit on there 🤣 @Tekkadan, ゲロゲロ! 🐸 Míro and Miráj - The Fog and The Crystal

We’ve all been there 😂 GM

The camels delights in chewing thorns, thinking they are delicious. However, it is not the taste of the thorns which the camel desires... it is the taste of its own blood that is drawn from the needle which it craves. GM

When I heard the learn’d astronomer, When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me, When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them, When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room, How soon unaccountable I became tired and sick, Till rising and gliding out I wander’d off by myself, In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time, Look’d up in perfect silence at the stars. - Walt Whitman

Heck yeah! Makin’ the world a better place, one stall at a time. Keep it up!

Found in the wild

What happens when a civilization learns how to build without learning what it is for? GM

GM - Morning writing - bonus points if you comment what you think it says! #doodle #asemic #spiritscript #aceaspades

Perchance, you may ride very far upon a ship built, in part, by thy own two hands. But know, that though your sweat may touch every board and nail, that ship may be set toward waters unfavorable, and unyielding, to your Spirit. Woe to the soul who does not depart off such a vessel before shores that may better hold their Heart are behind. Praise be to they who see their seafaring brethren off that wrong ship before it departs for colder, harsher waters, and save the Man at expense of his Arm that could aid the crew in the tough days ahead. Steer thy rudder in waters most favored by your Spirit, friends. And always guide thy course with Love.

“Deep indeed run the roots of Evil,” said Borlas, “and the black sap is strong in them. That tree will never be slain. Let men hew it as often as they may, it will thrust up shoots again as soon as they turn aside. Not even at the Feast of Felling should the axe be hung up on the wall!” “Plainly you think you are speaking wise words,” said Saelon. “I guess that by the gloom in your voice, and by the nodding of your head. But what is this all about? Your life seems fair enough still, for an aged man that does not now go far abroad. Where have you found a shoot of your dark tree growing? In your own garden?” — The Peoples of Middle-earth, The New Shadow #tolkien #lotr #stories #middleearth

If you’ve never encountered the incredible practice called Humanistic Intervention Training, I highly recommend taking a short dive, at least once: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLdZBJjXariL26n5tG6jvZ3fqLCifSgCCO&si=asLz6ZkxGB_WsKuz I’ve been a pre/post Fair volunteer at The Oregon Country Fair about twenty times, and attended this training in-person. The practice, in my words, approaches human to human conflict through a very interesting lens. It seems quite intuitive to me, but it doesn’t seem to be a common practice among folks in this beautiful world, so I’ll consider it a culture thing and get off any perceived high horse 😂 I think this practice really rocks, so let me wax about it. Each human is, unto themselves, a deep, powerfully subjective universe, sharing in an objective reality. When we find ourselves engaged in conflict, whether we are a direct participant or an outside party, we have the possibility to drop our perspective for a moment and understand, perceptively, and palpably, the experience that the other person is having. From that place, we can choose how we engage, and HIT gives us a great, simple system to check off the following boxes: - Did we get the thing resolved? - Did we have fun doing it? - Do all of us feel loved? If you’ve done these three things, then you had what we call a “three-chip interaction.” Go get yourself some chips! There are uncountable times that I have been wrong. I am constantly, and consistently, reflecting on my actions and words, especially when presented a reflection from someone that has had an interaction with me which necessitates communication. Being wrong carries guilt, shame, fear, and often a loss of hope, all of which can be supported and remedied through compassion and patience from the others involved in the conflict, and the folks in your community that are not directly involved. I revere the human being that is capable of approaching conflict with a heart for resolution, patience for the needs of each person, and a steady determination to get our three chips. I hope this practice helps to make the world a little brighter for each of you, as it has for me. I know it can be fun to be crass, sharp, edgy, and sound like the big man on campus, calling people names and putting people down who you do not agree with or directly oppose the actions or thoughts of. But I, in my small and humble opinion, think that’s a really stupid way to live. I’ve got plenty of years among the Burning Man community to know the joy and sorrow of being a humorous and clever asshole. If that’s your bag, then bag it up! But that sure isn’t mine, and there’s a lot of people in this world that respond far better to kindness, compassion, and patience. I hope HIT is another tool you can put in your belt for the long march that is breathing til’ you aren’t. Keep on rockin’ in the free world, Nostr. GM, GN, LFG, GFY, etc 😜

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On Love BY KAHLIL GIBRAN Then said Almitra, Speak to us of Love. And he raised his head and looked upon the people, and there fell a stillness upon them. And with a great voice he said: When love beckons to you, follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you. And when he speaks to you believe in him, Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden. For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning. Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun, So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth. • Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself. He threshes you to make you naked. He sifts you to free you from your husks. He grinds you to whiteness. He kneads you until you are pliant; And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God’s sacred feast. All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life’s heart. But if in your fear you would seek only love’s peace and love’s pleasure, Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love’s threshing-floor, Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears. • Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself. Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; For love is sufficient unto love. When you love you should not say, “God is in my heart,” but rather, “I am in the heart of God.” And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course. Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself. But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires: To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To know the pain of too much tenderness. To be wounded by your own under- standing of love; And to bleed willingly and joyfully. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving; To rest at the noon hour and meditate love’s ecstasy; To return home at eventide with grati- tude; And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.