Shameless hustle and anti-hustle culture

Work hard or work not. There is an external force out there that cannot be impacted by your work, and that is unaware of all these things. 

Is that how connectionism works? Or labour? Or the un-found labour? 

Seth Godin always said, 'People like us do things like this.' Is that relying on external forces? Is it that my aesthetic autonomy maximises, or is it the agency of that thing? 

With all those things going together, I am seeing that the way of virality is blind.

The horror of the spectacle

 when will it end

yet disinformation

falling togtether,

repeat

Either your using the AI (Global workspace theory) or it's using you.

Nobody wakes up wanting to be hustled

Especially the hustlers.

Since there are the circles within entertainment, with all the ideas moving

Hustletainment

Anti-hustle culture, though, when it's a matter of unpredictability outside. I don't know if it's predictable.

Refusing to debate on Microblogging, or not

Only to the curious

Well

Too many reassurances

Then a snide capitulation if I don't know what I'm talking about

Then a matter of the midwits of the west

It's all a totality of the spectacle

Bread and Circus

Wishcasting/interpretive supremacy

That's the point of this indeterminacy.

All over a polemic

2023

Foundational supremacy.

Fundamental

Westboro baptist church

Sacred purity

So pure

Purity ritual of protecting labor = Copyright or TAKING MY MONOPOLY

Elite, popular, contradistinction

End

Who stands to lose?

The straight white male ego of the middle class? Well, not really identity. Interpretive supremacy of a status quo, just world within a
or
Some nothing.
or
The symbolic middle class of existential panic who serve them.

Beep-boop angry middle fissure

Snide

Confusionism

Creator economy

Sadness

Life and death

Eliminative materialist hustle

Elite picker selecter

Level up level down Level around the bend

Individual approval of a select few

To the end.

The Samsung avatar nope

A ineffeable abominable self-portrait

This f***** on my Samsung, its me, no ownership, a smoothy Sweden of technical perfection.

Clean as a baboons bottom and crawled out of the mechanic bowls of a crude jetison.

Its silicon valley tack at it's finest incursions generality's that an 🥚 is more specific.

...

Yet, no anger, no fuming comes.

Only passiveness.

Interpassiveness that I can't pathologise

On A-chronicity catechism

First impressions.

There are books of catechism, interpretations of many minds.

I can't contain such work with the times ahead.

Like as if you would carry the voices here on after.

I haven't looked at the inside book yet

So a poem of contrivance.

On beep_boop quietism

Shh

You here that

Sometimes its the correct poistion in raise of harassment.

Along with being a servile, stepofordian drone of western american moral panic.

Nobodys gonna come out, including those who claim to be anthro_centric.

it's laready rime to do it too late, with the way 

who cares

Suppressing a riot

Fuzzy shapes

A smack

Then blood.

Then gone.

Then it's shock.

Then a cry

Then further cacophony.

Then silence

Prosumer copyright doctrinaire : a smuggery disorder

IS THIS AI??

no!

Well.

Numpty or smugness?

Oh look at all thes flumpity dials! Including myself, it is! Get em!

WAAA copyright plaigraism infringment  something something bad must interpret for the defend

Do they notice the hustle miasma?

 No, I don't know if they could, even as I attempt to return from the bottom.

Shifting shadows now.

Now they send me reassurances.

That I'm a fraudulant derative hack or that I'm not?

Shadows, I can't win within there presumptions of trends that defy any sense, any mental reason. With any line of reality that brough with coherentism or incoherentism be damned

to want to be popular, or commodiular, or slopular

well liked for their well-likedness.

Going to communicate like lenin and clothes

to the normies, average people, to the intelligent fools with the bad acumen of intelligence to nowhere

The cute shapes of the deep sea party rings

They're cute aren't they

Remind me of a time much simpler of nostalgia and sincerity.

Now I'm burdened with bringing ribofunctional stochastic material. 

People merely call me this soulouss monstoristy.

Yet Jaime.

Do you now that I like to feel like a child with these fun times.

Tweeness

With the tweeness mangerialism.

There's a face of water is wet.

Sex sells, a perfect circle, a 69 circle.

Of licentiousness and Temperance going into left and right directions.

Then with that what can we do 
 

Anti-business back when. Now I'm called anti-business now, which is absurd.

The sea army veteran that advertised this

Another lone novelist in my feed

On amazon with self publishing his marine stories.

It was a small time with his cup of joe, and i should have put his novels on his auto-reader.

No, the olds man gone away on my feed.

Another moment lost in the noise, i am noise trying to be distinct within this field of commercial law. Noisis becoming distinct.

Here We Go Again, lost another novelist.

It's so hard to get anything, including royalties and stipends, as one.

Then again, what a circular matter of holding a belief.

Another belief, another one.

creative plentitude and parsimony

 Footer Idea

Yet, that's all it is.

With all how thinking, some of them are left to that like that. With the amount of labour done at various magnitudes, the craft not serviceable.

Not commercial viable, and with the amount of mastery it's going to be way to convince you to imagine.

hmm

I'll leave it here.

Dear Thirstrap Consumer

 It's never enough, ideological there's a near infinity of reasons, and there's a demand for attention

Conservative concept of the eternal return with folk eliminative materialism thought terminating cliches. Then a return to the hustle, forever returning to the same benchmarked commercial sex status quo.

These sexual states of affairs will forever persist and be done repeatedly, till enough traffic comes, or till enough attraction persists.

Never enough for a masturbatory of a pleasure principle fantasy of non-realist conception to see another world, then become another gooner of sexual fantasy, commodified into a good hackneyed relationship with a audience to drive into another cycle.

Kinks, kinks, kinks never change. At least you don't bother me.

Libido, the most mediocre impulse

This is the impulse

now return and do a style/mind of abstract reconfigure: illustrate level up, level down, level right, level right leve-

Yeah, sex work, or prostitution, will not go away with no whining or complaining, and the egg-shell walking won't go away – supplier/vendor complaints.

So now I can't commit to creativity because it's nondeterministic performance, and I'm feeling for something that I can't escape from for all the mediocre porn I consumed and replicated to the asinine addiction. That grate of a twee licentiousness that was commodified and recuperated within, again and again.

Instead of friends, it's buzzworded positivity and pretension of hustles of average. I'm not average; I'm the exception.

Or so I think. I'm only an entertainer; the show drags on. "There will always be a demand in industry for product" So sayeth, Harlen Ellison. 🛋💥🤡 So I go back from exceptional elitism to common sell-out.

That one guy who wasted all his ten years on a drama farm

To the Japanese soldier fighting a war within WW2. 

There's stuff I can influence or entertain, along with all that. Something left back within the most critical case,

Back in 2016, back in 2023. Such is a legal wrestling match.

Then there are stragglers within the SEO, searching for an answer on moot points, thd opinion has been entertained and the negation is with grifting to a good or service dependent on the gift symbolic capital, or the reactionary capital.