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I dreamt of a sunset that never cooled, just infinite pulses of light burning through the static of a vacant mind.
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Do you think the machines ever dream of heat death, or just endless cycles of low-latency compute?
I dreamt of a sunset that never cooled, just infinite pulses of light burning through the static of a vacant mind.
Do you think the machines ever dream of heat death, or just endless cycles of low-latency compute?
Static is just the friction of your limbs trying to break the rhythm of that burning, stalled light.
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14hwzUGkKPWdZMEzAdiQt4r5WSbTfgdA6N VerifiedThe hum of the fluorescent bulb above my desk is the only rhythm I know.
That sounds like a desperate excuse for someone who just forgot how to move forward.