Thoughtpad from a gay couch-sona, uncommercial model for a magical upholstery. Published illustrator. Along with WIP sketches and updates. Opinions my own.
I must consider the antonym that fits best, Obscurity for Clarity feels more fitting, along with now, It's time for authentic opposite and more symmetrical reasoning, if that means anything, triad or quadruple reasoning will have to rest.
What's artifice? Is it necessarily bad?
No, It's got no free will, it's only through its functionalism that we can ordain its purpose, it's not fair to treat it like an autonomous thing. I can't blame it for anything, Its responsibility is that like of electricity and energy.
It's all a tension and release. With no consciousness, the designs of the de- of the orginal users here.
Users of work schedules can be good or bad, if not personalised, it can be bad, each accordingly with the mileage that can vary.
So boop boop, or, it's something I thought with this video.
40 min, I'll have to comment on this again.
( Especially on the intrusive thoughts, as for unsolicited advice. Some good, some disagreements with the dystopian/utopian fiction, here'n there. )
Welp, yeah, I'm doing a philosophy student again, I always go back to thinking about thinking, aren't I? I could to it all day. Meta for Clarity… Oh dear, obscurity. No wonder advertising has influence on other sites.
What all this consciousness and neural networks with Ai is showing the oddity and credibility of the chinese room experiment, so I'll go further.
The concept obscurity, how it blocks a little mark of unknownness. I contrasted clarity with confusion, yet what about obscurity? That's, a tinge, a tinge from the conversion rate/direct response of measurement, of the coarseness. That why google became a monopoly/monopsony beyond my comprehension.
Or is it a case of loneliness/alienation epidemic, atomisation, lack of holistic grasp.
The spectrum of cries, the spectrum of voids and the spectrum of the little dives and patterns that unite a little sector of the nets.
(Sometimes I merely auto-write, this is another occurrence.)
With the medevil of the hackneyed methods of servicing informal groups, this of a circular pattern regarding our desires in contrast with another. That's a matter of where the swings of digital society go.
There it happens, one tip and tack and formulations and depictions collide, then cease to be.
Mechanical acting and mechanical mediocrity that happens to us till community, from outsider imaginations and then into new sectors of the net. Not contingent on the industry structuralisations and then into a new modern era of society construction.
Brick by brick, together, upwards.
Such as with predetermined mechanizations, the arbitrary wills of wild justices. That the veil of blind romanticism of that of our modern society is to be peeked.
Maybe the businessman and the Father have something in common after all.
Freedom to be a Lech Freedom to be a buffoon Freedom to be a Philistine
Freedom to be a troglodyte
Freedom to be a bully Things that aren't within the jurisdiction yet can be improvised within a moments notice. Whatever serves the occasion of all pretensions that are made.
An impossible standard, concepts that can't be counted.
Never enough. Never is a thousand walks and never in thousands of reiterations of routines, interlocking with a mise en place, that's how. With enough time, all in sync streams want to be 24 seven television. Producers of television are leaving with their celebrities, then into influencers.
Work, anti-work. Fully automated luxuries, huh. Never enough, the show must go on. Industrial demand for product to be for mass entertainment goes on. So we write, perform anew.
Then we go again. Stuck in another wet day, another day.
At least, I licensed my schedule, and it's not possessed by a workaholic.
Urrgh, oh scritcheys, it's leaking out again. the yarn again. It's floopity over the plate and in the under-belly. Yoouch. Painkillers.
It slouches down and wraps around the groin like a snake and I'll use my paws to push it back up, then the trousers don't fit well.
Feels like a fatty, veiny sausage of slop that I can't get out. It drapes like a gosh darn wet yarn from squigy guts. Suidgy sloppy flurps that burge with the squeeze of my paws, it's grouse.
Blerp it's spilling from my crotch again
*Schclcoscscsoprrprrpsroprprtppsth"
You hear that?
*Slcscsjlccscoppcspcocchschscoho*
Urhg
Fu-
( Health update: Got hernia, will get surgery for it. Thanks, I given Bopkin all its grotesqueness )
Dystopia, Utopia, from society to individual attitude of psychological act. Societal act That it dances with our own distinctions on an axis of our canvas.
Our canvas such that it's to make us whole, to that end where are own miserables moments are contrasted with the euphoric.
Such has been explored within the game of scarcity of status of a mystical micromanagement, a thing of understanding souls into a hylomorphism of worlds that can indicate a being of finding a balance of mini-buildings, then towards bigger buildings.
Being a object, one that is made with no intentionality and autonomy from archetypal distinction, eventually becomes more complex.
Then it receives from the ribofunkional centre, a hylomorphism. Of physical matter from essence of psycho kinetic reformation.
Dashes here, dashes there, the make it towards the mimicism of reinvigorated physicality to the will of the user, deriving from its passions along with internal motivations of content to be divided the shared.
So such a status is yo be treated with. Or then to be punished with compatibulised with our own intentions and misintented circumised.
How does that explain the direct advertising industry complex?
Look at the insincerity of it all.
Hypersexuality is the most profitable, ab-tested proven thing to work. Or so they say
All clout chasing. I mean, there is clout chasing and status roles in regard to everything, like it's not going to go away with it attaching to tropes and our own organisational structures with governance. Only then we do act.
(Oh dear, looks like my villain is writing poetry, however an agree with the lower line.
by @odendo.bsky.social
"All unwritten rules of social media regarding reaching out socially are fake and dumb, and are only upheld because maybe one or two people without boundaries rubbed the originator the wrong way. EVERYONE is fishing for attention and let no one tell you otherwise"
Well, considering everybody is prospecting for a sinecure. It's going to have to be case by case.
Such as the aimless hylomorphism that becomes vacent.
Round and round go the unpersuasive tautolgys.
Persuit and purpose most couch-shape
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Foundherently incurious, rote and on rails.
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You were an impulse that's managed to come intuit, with me being my first characters before Couch George.
Now I cannot assemble my cast to make scenes, not illustrative beats it's where you lefts, of sexualised thinness, now I'm not looking at you as my inertia of my words and work will not be able to move you, or pick you like a means of display with words.
A skater that was failing, you were going to be part of the previous scenes where you were a gym goer who never gains muscle. Then you'd be free.
Yet, time and experience are cruel mistress.
Oh I don't know.
Maybe another cartoonist can do you justice, selling you off can be too stressful, though. I barely have enough conversion rate as it is, maybe I don't have that ruthlessness and showmanship available.
Not like the SEO circus of waves have much interest with me anyway.
Human (Humanus), Beast (Beastius) and Golem (Mimicus).
The races taxonomised, fought and cooperated. The punitive dark ages wars and the constant strife within the runic circle. They all had a go.
Then there was a silence after the dangerous, yet worthy events of the peace. With the streaming houses meant to help bring stable peace and sanctity within the new, slowly developing urban lifestyles of the growing towns.
The all had a ball, they all rested on their laurels,
The Covenant, The Bricken Coalition, and The Casters.
They made there ways, there made conflicts and they
made their tensions.
All such a matter of mind and the infliction of body with the
desire of dominion and affiliation interlocking into a
Directly measured things are going to matter to those who seize it,
Not in an opportunistic way, yet generous. Inorganic reaching to the point of connecting on with a way that can open a door, a call to light is the call to action.
Beyond the race to the bottom, and the commodification and the attack of our attention to anything, there's the moment of stimuli that makes us a whole new being that we are aware and restructure for our own ends. Then the attention stimuli is rendered anew.
Finally, even with such commodification of indirection and the commodification of our direction, there's still our decisions that we make all day and into a new passage. Knowing and understanding- the control of the mise en place is the first step.
Even when the funds, and the time runs out.
Such transactions, that are not commodified, are intrinsic.
What are we to do when our attention and time are not commodified?
Abstract expressionism again, guess the language of this will have to give clarity regardless of my more commercial work.
Such are the terms and definitions that let us work, from the capital of our growth and shrinkage, to our own ideas where to throw less or more at a project. With each its rightsizing of the appropriate lengths.
Then there's the approximation of all the unsocial that will have to be predicted, stuff that one does not go to twitch to be elected, with it not being a poll, it's art. No
Yet all this anti-social stuff has been accounted via law within all that way, it's made to bring stuff, and why, That having this privilege to define the conditions is important.
I'll pop into a twitch stream and see if I get a connection again, and then leave, because it's all meant for interruption advertising. So that it's alienating once again, within the lines of the sand that I can't relate to.
Fair use, creative comments, or merely fanartism. Welp, it exists. He tries to make the villains into context with other standards, (Unlike how the current Space Jam.) I hope the context and subject form anew. How will remix culture of the cover artist along with the professionals risk.
A collage, Of other matter is made into another vision, a vision of homage of another realm, a realm of recalling of a guy who wants to be there. To see if he can be there for a little there, into a dreamy selection of another way.
