CosmoCrixter

Morning thought. https://blossom.primal.net/ecc6e5d077e4ee1ccf8a1e4b5c6663bab061252bd8e3649eafd5a5c4b247d7d0.mov

I’m just realizing I need to be on NOSTR way more and X way less. Spent ten minutes on X just now and the vibe I got is that everything in the world is going to shit… but then I remembered that there is this little digital village of happy Bitcoiners and tinkerers here and suddenly I ask myself… what am I holding on to? And why? It’s not like X is my livelihood or anything like it. Why am I still fucking with all that X-negativity so much? Anyway, consider this a statement of intent. A pre-New Year New Year’s resolution, perhaps. I want to be among the free people more. The lifeboaters that have already started rowing for shore. Or are already there and building. I want to be with the ostriches. Not the pigeons. And here’s a sunrise for ya.

Celebrating the most recent Bitcoin difficulty adjustment with another poem in the Difficult(y) Poems series. This one is “Connoisseur of Chaos” by Wallace Stevens. (Not a vlog! 😆) https://blossom.primal.net/222b71d7e2d3523a059de41e173ad13b3fdfb8cca80b4f2aa99b0868187d726c.mov

Traveling together. Grooving as one.

Does anyone here remember an online anarchist collective’s bulletin board and discussion group (not an email list or listserv but an actual website) that went offline around 2001 or 2002? I can’t remember the name. I tried a few AIs and their deep searches but none of them found the one I remember.

Traveling Together

Curious Creatures Everywhere…

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Just messing with filter effects on a drawing I just did. (Unfiltered/filtered.)