Non-Powerscaling

Back when with concept artist was a thing of entertainment industry activity. Dynasour ( will take these down on request.)

"the average internet user views art as such a linear, non-exploratory process which can only “improve” or “regress”, like it’s a little skill meter from their video games. Really a shame

I’d like to blame the language a lot of the “first” art instructors and voices used that internet-age artists came across. Concept artists, guys two or three deviations away from gnomon DVDs that worked on making alien guns for Halo or something"

The concept as been a means of drawing attention, and it's now become an industry complex. Something along the success with all that to matter. With all trying to find to magic wand.

Conceptart.org, that where a time was there. It was publisher bait, and it was like a corporate gym in the flavour of its business. It's a race to the bottom to be selected for an industry gig, which was it's high status.

So to be selected there's something to be jumped though, it sold its courses, and it did not teach much other than to be churned.

Elwell moved on and was only the good teachers there. It's all gone now.

Parasocial Loneliness

24.22 of Pete and Pete

Customer service, friends, can't be made with the modern fable. "I can only treat you like a customer and myself the vendor, that's the way it is."

How do we get grinded within serviceability. Despite the accessibility of commercialism, still the accessability has made everything into more rougher bits. Over and above genre.

Is this how relationships work? Hustle to be the perfect instrument, seo spam and then only to be a commissioner to the commissions. It's always that game, where there's the popular trends towards the next thing. Regardless of the axiology of hustling high pressure of giving the most trending entertainment to what one wants, no demand, merely another product serving to our feet.

Scientific management, that's the thing that treats us like the silliest entertainment product. Only expecting a producer to come pick them up for the next adaptation.

The product the hate-filled anti-LGBTQ pundit

The product for the pleasure of a pin-up

The product for the next advertiser

Business's and logo's can only care about performance metrics, and the immediate logical postivism of the next gig.

Everybody fishes for a sinecure/Performance Metrics

 Users act nonchalant about the performance metrics, yet it's the business models work. How do they express is clearly, the distribution.

Making money may not be the point, yet the relationship that does not betray one another business is a relationship to be trusted. One of the conventions of business is no-comedy or clownery for a reason. No incongruity or contradictions for a reason.

The less amusement and more ruthlessness, the better. The less the genre signifiers towards amusement, the better. Belief in contribution with that motivation comes to mind.

Training and Performance Metrics, Ouch! Imposer syndrome and 

Status role axiology prescription/caution

How territorialise works within each tiny little pocket of the Internet, they demand it.

Who has the highest Axiology (wise)

Who has the Lowest Axiology (Fool)

Who has the Exploratory (Curious)

Who has the most Paradoxical/distinctionless (Wol)

Who engages in the Toxic One-upmanship ship? Who doesn't?

Who can play this game the most? Who can abstain the most? That's gamified too!

Abstaining from abstaining, hiding.

Who eats first?

Grandads Retirement Blues

Foggy memories become clear, then back again.

They're talking about a somebody's sexual expression, like it's repulsive, Am I that sort of thing? That, with my own desire to reach into a freaky dimension. Or not, it's a Freudian desire of object philia. It's bizarre that'd 

Thoughts go-

The now passed Granny that went with the motions, then it went home again. There was a machine of entertainment within the back. I can't even serve it well as i happened past my family photos.

All a physical record, left to a network that allows me to be silly online.

Grandad needs tp sleep after the fish and chips he ordered. He's consoled with the presents, as my brother is interested in my gpp work.

It was a terminally
offline day, minimal engagement. Still a stream with a failed graphics card update.

Why do I keep going there? To twitch? Addicting me to gamers. Addicting me to performative affiliation, and to popular IPs I've seen way too much of.

"Everybody dies" Was the thing he tels, and is prepared for.

Theres a call every day, he's doing okay.