internet diary

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when you have something to say, but aren’t sure where it goes.

by dankzell on instagram (i think)
turns out the revolution will be televised, after all
that being said, this just came up on my feed, so i must be right
nothing like the anxiety of waking up from a dream that feels like your subconscious screaming at you in warning

interpretation still unclear
if anyone wants —

🐿️ $JAM Airdrop for my channel members is here 💰! Claim my $JAM now before it’s gone! 💸
alone at a bangkok rooftop restaurant enjoying a cocktail…contemplating…

this trip has been a whirlwind; honestly went through a lot — from an ill-fated island adventure where it felt like everything went consistently wrong, including a food poisoning episode, to the vibrant, sometimes-elegant, sometimes-overstimulating (but always exciting) city of sights, smells and sounds — reminders that all it takes to feel alive is the wind flowing through your hair and blind faith in a stranger to get you to your destination.

how blessed i feel to get to meet and make new friends from all corners of the world, in all corners of the world. i really couldn’t ask for anything more…
love it so much, thank you for sharing @mazemari
i'm quite obsessed with nightcam/trailcam photography lately!!
i love that we're having this conversation. very worthwhile read:

https://internetbedroom.substack.com/p/against-content
so is it bad that i want to be part of this “upper echelon of artists with a brand name”? that is what i am working towards, over the long run. i’m not satisfied with mediocrity; why would i be here? i might as well give it a shot; if it doesn’t work out, that’s ok — life evolves, desires shift, circumstances change. but having a more ambitious goal post certainly pushes me to work harder on my creations.

can i make fast, aesthetically pleasing art and churn it out every day to make a few bucks on zora? i absolutely could. but this would be a betrayal of the person i am and my merit as an artist. that’s just not the role i want to play right now.

i don’t want my art in the hands of thousands of people who tapped to collect while scrolling. i want it in the hands of a few hundred people who really felt something and connected with it — who spent some time with the work and want to be able to resurface that feeling by owning it.
omw to free that lil glowing orb
gn everyone :)
omg i just wrote such a good long angry poem

we're so back
is ai humanity's masterpiece?

i often think about how creating art is, in many ways, an egotistic exercise — because to me, art is an expression of the self. although through it we may dwell in and grasp from the collective unconscious, we must draw upon our own experiences, our own feelings, and our own internal worlds to bring them to life outside of ourselves.

to me, the creation of ai feels in many ways like an artistic exercise, and therefore also an egotistic one. it draws upon the work and experience and contributions of all of humanity up to this point: the beautiful, the sincere, the courageous, the sinister, the mangled, the hopeful.

and now that we have unleashed it, what remains for us? is this the apex of the human race? for as any artist knows, once you put your work out there, it may very well take on a life of its own — just like the flapping of a butterfly's wings, eons ago.
just putting this here...because i'm obsessed.....byeeeee

Szilveszter Makó, Armour of Couture, Vogue Hong Kong 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟤
(sounds like something the devil would say)
sorry i was late for work…i was busy trying to become friends with a crow….

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i would like to stop being my own worst enemy

(experimenting with new / old ways of creating — i used to make most of my digital art on my phone in procreate pocket like this)
goodbye, september. you weren't exactly the best.
(っ- ‸ - ς)
just finished reading this thread about financial nihilism by travis kling: https://x.com/travis_kling/status/1764696621097378299?s=46&t=2d9jdwvyFWUdq9Lbe0_kIA

it put into words so many of the feelings i've been having about the state of affairs in america. people tend to ask me why i chose to live and work in switzerland after growing up in the US. there are a few reasons, of course, one being that i wanted to explore this half of my heritage. but the answer that i often give is that, as a person entering the workforce in my early twenties, i simply felt that switzerland offered me a lot more in terms of financial opportunity (the culture can leave things to be desired, but that's for another day).

and why was financial opportunity so important to me at that age? because i'd seen what was going on in the US. i'd felt the palpable air of desolation, growing stronger year-by-year. i was afraid, and fear guided my decision-making. sometimes i regret this.

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