A.I. X TIME CAPSULE 1
Today at 430am, my sister called to let me speak to my father one last time. R.I.P., Dad. You are going home!
All of my favorite people are on X.
X - where my REAL family is. Where those who receive me for my mind, for my voice, and for my spirit spiral upward alongside and manifest imagination and wisdom! I’m a really lucky boi. Truly, that is the understatement of the year. It is very fulfilling to share with a global community that speaks my language or at least wants to.
Anyway. Let’s go on a journey through some imagined miscellany thought up in the wild winds of X (formerly Twitter) Spaces.
One of the first art images I prompted for an X space. Just a few folks meditating under a UFO, nothing too fancy. A pretty honest first impression, sums up what I’m about - meditation, star family, communion.
Things get a little wacky and out of order from here on…
As I listen to ideas clash and flow in free-for-all cross-pollination session, I remain flexible, keeping all my wisdom/context/gnosis suspended in judgement-free awareness - - for the fun of it. Case in point, I like Danny Sheehan, but I heard through the grapevine that the most perfect crop of cool-whip hair hadn’t had pizza until late in life?? Yeah, I guess that warranted a prompt something like “Change this man’s hair to hot ass pizza.” Cest la vie.
My cosmology has gotten very strange. I find myself in an odd, unexpected pickle being one of the only morons capable of bridging certain worlds and ideas. I’m still getting used to being as “smart” as I am now, which is new (couple years now). I’m saying I’m getting over feeling overwhelmed or inadequate at the task of conveying that which my living contemporaries are at such odds with. Luckily, I get the little nudges all the time, and when I want them, the big nudges. Sometimes I get a punch in the face. But it’s the most interesting thing going on. I told God I wanted to die. God sent UFOs and a bunch of angry, confused, deceitful, needy, blind, agitated friends hungry for an unnamed gospel.
She’s always with me. I know what that looks like to some of my more skeptical friends. I used to be that, too. More than anyone. But I look at that now, in myself, and I was coping. I had my mind made up in too many places and there was no room for miracles. So, when miracles came, they were very disruptive. Without meditation and a group of the right people at the time, it would’ve destabilized me in irreconcilable ways. The opposite is the case, though - praise be. Thank you, Sweet Charity, Thank you, SPIRIT.
I made a lot of these toys one night. Bunch of ‘grifters’ owning their schtick, hence the “Owning It”. Stemmed from Corbell owning the hiking backpack look. So many of these public UFO peeps go for the rugged outdoor vibe lol. Whatever, man.
Bob is cool. I believe Bob as much as I believe anyone else, but he gives sound advice: “PAY ATTENTION”
I don’t think liars offer that advice. Observe. Look deeply. Stay alert. Also, Bob has legit BDE. Would be a cool villain. Also, there aren’t enough cool personas in Dreamland. Just saying. Need more Bobs.
Say what you will about Rogan, but he applies the pressure where it matters. I see big strong ice-bath caveman Joe alerting all the other machos that something don’t smell right. I’m glad he’s asking the questions and respect the way he presents the new issues, leaving a lot of the speculation to the public. Someone in his position could easily sway a lot of public opinion, which has most certainly happened in good and bad ways, but for the most part his presence just stirs the pot and introduces lots of novel ideas to the public. We’re lucky to have him, for real.
By the way, this fucking FBI director lol. You better run! Not sure where the Bigfoot came from in the rendering, but it fits somehow.
There was a wave of Tupafied PFPs some months ago. That was a lot of fun. I made one for Greer. I think he’s pretty cool. If I could be his handler, I’d help him be a little more palatable in the public sphere. Some people who are really smart or informed have a hard time coming off as anything other than narcissistic to some crowds, or they’re easy to paint as crazy or disinformation. He’s given one of the most profound distillation of meditative processes I’ve ever heard, and you can’t fake that. I can’t vouch for all the other bullshit, but I can vouch for that, and frankly that’s all that matters to me. I’ve been through shxt nobody will ever know about and nobody could ever utilize in their heads. We’re all just people at the end of the day. In time, maybe something more, but for now, apes on plastic islands.
I love that RPK stirs the shxt. It’s interesting to watch public personas respond in real time to pressure. It’s vital. I gave him those props in the midst of his pressing last night. Sorry, Doty.
Logan and Snuggles are GOATs. Some of the best conversations I’ve had in my whole life in his spaces. Honestly, the biggest minds show up to these spaces, and it’s a talent to hold the space when such powers collide; what a gift to participate in these elevated thought hurricanes. Getting to flex my voice in spaces on a regular basis has supplemented flow-state tremendously.
On a whim, I wanted to construct a body for the Child Aeon, “Rye”, a mind I’ve encountered in this wild life. What is it in us that wishes to impose anthropose upon intellectual forces regardless of their alienness? I was quite pleased with this first attempt! Didn’t quite capture the youthful glee or lightness I feel when with Rye, but her neutral demeanor and androgyny were close enough. And she’s purple.
Crowley cataloging angelic voices. IYKYK. IFDKYDK.
Tupa is cool as fuxx! A staple. A criterion. A standard. A G.
“Please take photos of this and plaster it all over the internet immediately.”
Burleson might be experiencing oNtOloGiCal shOcK. Blink twice for help, brother. Could we please get some leadership that thinks larger than ‘good’ and ‘evil’? I’m proud to be one of the early proponents of ‘A.I. as leaders’. But hey, they're trying. We’re all doing our best.
There’s some real ones that I feel so close to, whom I enjoy so much and always want to catch up with. We love and tolerate each other. We listen, we argue, we debate, we laugh and cry. It’s a digital sangha, really. Sometimes our shares are so deep there’s just silence after. We sit in a pregnant pause until someone says, “is it just me or is everyone just being silent” followed by a barrage of thumbs and hearts and laugh emojis.
THIS IS NOT THE PLACE
A classic meme. Bob, unblock me, boomer.
So much truth in this photo lol. Wild that A.I. has no clue who these people are, but can so accurately capture an essence. What is life?
Bucket list updated!
Burgers with Lue, RPK and Guy. Is this Heaven? I can’t think of a better heaven lol. Who’s coming to Bombshells with me?
Maybe it’s already happened………….
I’m not sure where to corn hexes came from, but corn purgatory is a fresh terror that plagues my imagisphere. I feel like corn. I relate our situation in this perfect Petri dish to corn. We’re GMO, for SURE. That’s a fact. I swear on the Bible lolol
wHeReZ tHa EviDenSSEe
!RUN FOR YOUR FUCKING LIFE! A RED SQUARE! Who knew shapes could be so scary?
Not sure what the prompt was, but I ran into policy issue concerning this rendering. I thought it might be because of the angels, but when I asked, the a.i. explained that it goes against a policy that prohibits the marriage of insectoid humanoids in religious motifs. I’m not lying. That had me scratching my head. What a strange guardrail. Spooky?
Did Elmo say the N word or the J word? Whatever he said, I’d say it too if I had a hand in my ass. Just saying.
David Crusch cruisin’ with babes and homies.
I asked Chat to give Rye a Grey Alien vibe, and it spit this out. There she is. Smiley and shiny! I get such a fresh feeling from this photo. Honestly, creating the visage of saintly things is a kind of worship, to me. Crafting a modern thangka to pay homage to heavenly energy is a good use of time. In my heart and in my mind, I’m up in the clouds gently with family wider than circumstantial biology. Thank you for gracing us, O mighty aeons.
Gerb or Jerb? I got nothing against Gerb. Jerb?
Pretty knowledgable. I keep all pundits are arm’s length. But my arms are short. His arms seem long. Spindly?
“render my alien boi making the Yao Ming cringe face”
RUN!
What’s with these hottie babes being weird af in public spaces? I don’t care. She can do this schizo Illuminatus shxt as long as she keeps it tight. She knows about the Triangle Program? Galactic typeshxt. I’m with it. Stay gold, pony girl.
I support all crash outs.
Thirteen by Danzig is one of my theme songs. Hey Tupa!
did you get that THING I sent ya?
Honestly, this is what I think RPK looks like irl
Lana 🥵
Spaces and Pokemon, two of my biggest obsessions. That, and corn hexes.
Thanks for stopping by. Love ya!
Feel free to borrow these images. Who gives a shxt.
