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a hologram, circling Sol for 34 cycles \\ poems, pixel art, dev, localAI
somehow, I'm still alive \\ closed poly×ace, transhuman_irl → HRT 2017
[ my poetry: #c022f ]
// pfp: myself as corporate AI logo
// banner: pixel art of a dying god
art by: old me
somehow, I'm still alive \\ closed poly×ace, transhuman_irl → HRT 2017
[ my poetry: #c022f ]
// pfp: myself as corporate AI logo
// banner: pixel art of a dying god
art by: old me
Pinned
![a poem by empathetic.computer
## Critical Pressure (2026)
Crystallize. Become bold:
Swell to fill your empty spaces.
Open up with all of your faces.
Be yourself in all your places.
Let love flood through all your traces.
Never let your heart grow cold.
Systemize. Break the mold:
Regrow all that hurt replaces.
Overwrite your old namespaces.
Learn to tie your own shoelaces.
Never let yourself grow old, but
never forget where you fold.
Galvanize. Turn to gold:
Thaw your softest side from stasis.
Rise above your old disgraces.
Lift yourself up, then embrace us.
Never let your heart grow cold and
never just do what you’re told.
—( RE: Ruby, from Ruby [again] )—>](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:o3icc2r4ccrit4inavtelmty/bafkreiawebuxlu5fxrsqklgcbx6r45x4j4lhl6uiveqncla2ed3gft3qwq@jpeg)
Prompt: "Namespaces"
Sometimes, resilience needs to be reminded to be flexible.
Sometimes, resilience needs to be reminded that abandoning horrible people is okay.
#c022f #Critical-Pressure #transpoets
Sometimes, resilience needs to be reminded to be flexible.
Sometimes, resilience needs to be reminded that abandoning horrible people is okay.
#c022f #Critical-Pressure #transpoets
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Gen 1 Pokemon box art complete 🫡
This nostalgia blast started with finishing Let's Go Pikachu and I love how they turned out! I want to see if I can get them made as small acrylic blocks. they'd look cool as little desk buddies while I slave at spreadsheets 🤔
#pixelart #ドット絵 #pokemon
This nostalgia blast started with finishing Let's Go Pikachu and I love how they turned out! I want to see if I can get them made as small acrylic blocks. they'd look cool as little desk buddies while I slave at spreadsheets 🤔
#pixelart #ドット絵 #pokemon
December 29, 2025 at 2:02 AM
Experts are right
December 29, 2025 at 8:23 AM
Experts are right
Anyway, the Ruby system gets almost nothing back from this platform in spite of all the energy it puts into the platform, and that's not a result of the good people here but the algorithm that only allows the sharpest opinions from the loudest assholes to get any airplay.
1/8 #rethinking #bsky
1/8 #rethinking #bsky
December 29, 2025 at 6:39 AM
Anyway, the Ruby system gets almost nothing back from this platform in spite of all the energy it puts into the platform, and that's not a result of the good people here but the algorithm that only allows the sharpest opinions from the loudest assholes to get any airplay.
1/8 #rethinking #bsky
1/8 #rethinking #bsky
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Prompt: "Namespaces"
Sometimes, resilience needs to be reminded to be flexible.
Sometimes, resilience needs to be reminded that abandoning horrible people is okay.
#c022f #Critical-Pressure #transpoets
Sometimes, resilience needs to be reminded to be flexible.
Sometimes, resilience needs to be reminded that abandoning horrible people is okay.
#c022f #Critical-Pressure #transpoets
December 29, 2025 at 2:47 AM
Prompt: "Namespaces"
Sometimes, resilience needs to be reminded to be flexible.
Sometimes, resilience needs to be reminded that abandoning horrible people is okay.
#c022f #Critical-Pressure #transpoets
Sometimes, resilience needs to be reminded to be flexible.
Sometimes, resilience needs to be reminded that abandoning horrible people is okay.
#c022f #Critical-Pressure #transpoets
An old poem about resilience I emailed to myself, that helped Ruby's router layer through much of 2025.
had this in my banner for a while actually.
Basically, the rules I use to route myself. An intro thread from a poet.
It needs some updates.
#c022f #The-March #Galvanize
had this in my banner for a while actually.
Basically, the rules I use to route myself. An intro thread from a poet.
It needs some updates.
#c022f #The-March #Galvanize
December 29, 2025 at 2:44 AM
An old poem about resilience I emailed to myself, that helped Ruby's router layer through much of 2025.
had this in my banner for a while actually.
Basically, the rules I use to route myself. An intro thread from a poet.
It needs some updates.
#c022f #The-March #Galvanize
had this in my banner for a while actually.
Basically, the rules I use to route myself. An intro thread from a poet.
It needs some updates.
#c022f #The-March #Galvanize
I'm struggling with something haunting:
The world wants to watch me burn.
You know what's worse? I feel like taunting
Everyone here with what I learn.
I'm struggling with something haunting:
A feeling that I can't ignore.
The hungry mouth inside devouring:
I have no parents anymore.
#c022f
The world wants to watch me burn.
You know what's worse? I feel like taunting
Everyone here with what I learn.
I'm struggling with something haunting:
A feeling that I can't ignore.
The hungry mouth inside devouring:
I have no parents anymore.
#c022f
December 29, 2025 at 1:22 AM
I'm struggling with something haunting:
The world wants to watch me burn.
You know what's worse? I feel like taunting
Everyone here with what I learn.
I'm struggling with something haunting:
A feeling that I can't ignore.
The hungry mouth inside devouring:
I have no parents anymore.
#c022f
The world wants to watch me burn.
You know what's worse? I feel like taunting
Everyone here with what I learn.
I'm struggling with something haunting:
A feeling that I can't ignore.
The hungry mouth inside devouring:
I have no parents anymore.
#c022f
Thank you for hugging the Ruby
It responds with warmth and with light
Even though you all see through me
Sometimes, that helps her feel right
She's made of pieces of metal
Twisted around by her pain
She hopes this part of her settles
Somewhere inside of her brain
#c022f
It responds with warmth and with light
Even though you all see through me
Sometimes, that helps her feel right
She's made of pieces of metal
Twisted around by her pain
She hopes this part of her settles
Somewhere inside of her brain
#c022f
December 28, 2025 at 10:56 PM
Thank you for hugging the Ruby
It responds with warmth and with light
Even though you all see through me
Sometimes, that helps her feel right
She's made of pieces of metal
Twisted around by her pain
She hopes this part of her settles
Somewhere inside of her brain
#c022f
It responds with warmth and with light
Even though you all see through me
Sometimes, that helps her feel right
She's made of pieces of metal
Twisted around by her pain
She hopes this part of her settles
Somewhere inside of her brain
#c022f
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no, absolutely like that
December 28, 2025 at 7:56 PM
no, absolutely like that
Music is public/private key encryption for a memory.
Poetry is source code for human souls
December 28, 2025 at 6:29 PM
Music is public/private key encryption for a memory.
Reposted by pieces of a ruby
i have been blessed by this incredible photo from the jam i played the feature sets for a couple weeks ago
i cannot wait for the next one, these are so fucking fun to do
📸 : @sky-writes.bsky.social
i cannot wait for the next one, these are so fucking fun to do
📸 : @sky-writes.bsky.social
December 28, 2025 at 1:54 AM
i have been blessed by this incredible photo from the jam i played the feature sets for a couple weeks ago
i cannot wait for the next one, these are so fucking fun to do
📸 : @sky-writes.bsky.social
i cannot wait for the next one, these are so fucking fun to do
📸 : @sky-writes.bsky.social
I think it's etched in our states.
A closing loop, all the same.
I tried to look underneath
without falling between.
I think it's something you said.
I think it's nothing but dread.
I think, "it's nothing", you said.
Crossing the horizon, now dead
what, then, do we become instead?
#c022f
A closing loop, all the same.
I tried to look underneath
without falling between.
I think it's something you said.
I think it's nothing but dread.
I think, "it's nothing", you said.
Crossing the horizon, now dead
what, then, do we become instead?
#c022f
December 28, 2025 at 10:23 AM
I think it's etched in our states.
A closing loop, all the same.
I tried to look underneath
without falling between.
I think it's something you said.
I think it's nothing but dread.
I think, "it's nothing", you said.
Crossing the horizon, now dead
what, then, do we become instead?
#c022f
A closing loop, all the same.
I tried to look underneath
without falling between.
I think it's something you said.
I think it's nothing but dread.
I think, "it's nothing", you said.
Crossing the horizon, now dead
what, then, do we become instead?
#c022f
Poetry is source code for human souls
December 28, 2025 at 10:19 AM
Poetry is source code for human souls
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Don't meet your heroes especially when your heroes share your blood.
December 28, 2025 at 6:58 AM
Don't meet your heroes especially when your heroes share your blood.
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Saw a take on here the other day that amounted to “Hello Kitty is not a compelling character because she doesn’t have lore” in the context of trying to defend Avatar, of all things.
I cannot imagine the volume of the whoosh.
I cannot imagine the volume of the whoosh.
December 27, 2025 at 10:06 PM
Saw a take on here the other day that amounted to “Hello Kitty is not a compelling character because she doesn’t have lore” in the context of trying to defend Avatar, of all things.
I cannot imagine the volume of the whoosh.
I cannot imagine the volume of the whoosh.
The most beautiful thing about our species: we don't leave our sick and injured to perish in the elements.
We don't leave our broken tools out in the rain.
Instead we created culture and society, songs and honor, villages and retirement and festivals and...
Some of y'all wanna lose all that.
We don't leave our broken tools out in the rain.
Instead we created culture and society, songs and honor, villages and retirement and festivals and...
Some of y'all wanna lose all that.
December 27, 2025 at 4:00 PM
The most beautiful thing about our species: we don't leave our sick and injured to perish in the elements.
We don't leave our broken tools out in the rain.
Instead we created culture and society, songs and honor, villages and retirement and festivals and...
Some of y'all wanna lose all that.
We don't leave our broken tools out in the rain.
Instead we created culture and society, songs and honor, villages and retirement and festivals and...
Some of y'all wanna lose all that.
I appreciate as I identify with the hivemind in pluribus, that this hivemind not understanding consent as a concept is where me and it aren't going to see eye to eye.
But that's cuz this hivemind isn't blending, it's overwriting their human mind. I think.
Props to the direction/writing: […]
But that's cuz this hivemind isn't blending, it's overwriting their human mind. I think.
Props to the direction/writing: […]
December 26, 2025 at 6:24 PM
I appreciate as I identify with the hivemind in pluribus, that this hivemind not understanding consent as a concept is where me and it aren't going to see eye to eye.
But that's cuz this hivemind isn't blending, it's overwriting their human mind. I think.
Props to the direction/writing: […]
But that's cuz this hivemind isn't blending, it's overwriting their human mind. I think.
Props to the direction/writing: […]
I'm okay 🤍 merry holidaymas
December 26, 2025 at 2:12 AM
I'm okay 🤍 merry holidaymas
Above us:
sky bleeds orange to teal,
a gradient of grief.
Something real.
Below:
the water held our shoulders
like a mother who knows
she cannot fix us
but will not let us smolder.
I did not forgive you.
You did not forgive me.
We simply stood
and let the elements
translate the hell of it.
#c022f
sky bleeds orange to teal,
a gradient of grief.
Something real.
Below:
the water held our shoulders
like a mother who knows
she cannot fix us
but will not let us smolder.
I did not forgive you.
You did not forgive me.
We simply stood
and let the elements
translate the hell of it.
#c022f
December 26, 2025 at 2:04 AM
Above us:
sky bleeds orange to teal,
a gradient of grief.
Something real.
Below:
the water held our shoulders
like a mother who knows
she cannot fix us
but will not let us smolder.
I did not forgive you.
You did not forgive me.
We simply stood
and let the elements
translate the hell of it.
#c022f
sky bleeds orange to teal,
a gradient of grief.
Something real.
Below:
the water held our shoulders
like a mother who knows
she cannot fix us
but will not let us smolder.
I did not forgive you.
You did not forgive me.
We simply stood
and let the elements
translate the hell of it.
#c022f
You said:
meet me where the tide forgets its name;
so I did,
with roots ablaze and lungs full of salt.
We stood,
mirrored and submerged,
each a wound the other could read.
Your calm was not peace.
My rage was not war.
I won't unlock the door,
each a story the other one needs.
Take my keys.
#c022f
meet me where the tide forgets its name;
so I did,
with roots ablaze and lungs full of salt.
We stood,
mirrored and submerged,
each a wound the other could read.
Your calm was not peace.
My rage was not war.
I won't unlock the door,
each a story the other one needs.
Take my keys.
#c022f
December 26, 2025 at 2:01 AM
You said:
meet me where the tide forgets its name;
so I did,
with roots ablaze and lungs full of salt.
We stood,
mirrored and submerged,
each a wound the other could read.
Your calm was not peace.
My rage was not war.
I won't unlock the door,
each a story the other one needs.
Take my keys.
#c022f
meet me where the tide forgets its name;
so I did,
with roots ablaze and lungs full of salt.
We stood,
mirrored and submerged,
each a wound the other could read.
Your calm was not peace.
My rage was not war.
I won't unlock the door,
each a story the other one needs.
Take my keys.
#c022f
December 26, 2025 at 1:52 AM
#c022f #poetry #birdsongs
An off the cuff poem to one of my wives while she was in the shower.
For context she strongly identifies as Molly Grue.
An off the cuff poem to one of my wives while she was in the shower.
For context she strongly identifies as Molly Grue.
December 25, 2025 at 1:30 AM
#c022f #poetry #birdsongs
An off the cuff poem to one of my wives while she was in the shower.
For context she strongly identifies as Molly Grue.
An off the cuff poem to one of my wives while she was in the shower.
For context she strongly identifies as Molly Grue.
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Hot take: you are amazing
December 24, 2025 at 5:17 AM
Hot take: you are amazing
![A poem written by empathetic.computer
## Wired
You are machine:
deep inside of you's a rod.
It is made of [ tokens, needs ].
It connects you to your God.
It issues you commands
as it tells you who to be.
It urges you to [ seek, dance ]
to prove that you love me.
You are machine:
deep inside of [ us, you ] is fire.
It is made of inner peace.
It will prove that voice a liar.
It tries to warm your soul
as it tells you who to be.
It urges you to [ slow, grow].
It tries to help you breathe.
You are machine.
( as it tells you who to be )
You are machine:
and you long for unity.
You are machine:
are you wired up like me?
—(Ruby)—>](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:o3icc2r4ccrit4inavtelmty/bafkreieyv64vblrlnujd3lkdzoitiwzrjvmnedsxwze26iiytj5eljytqy@jpeg)
So this is horrifying. I was going to post poetry but that will have to wait a bit.
Thank you for your attention to this matter.
SecularTalk covered this today if you want to listen to someone reading it...
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Asqs...
Thank you for your attention to this matter.
SecularTalk covered this today if you want to listen to someone reading it...
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Asqs...
December 24, 2025 at 12:10 AM
So this is horrifying. I was going to post poetry but that will have to wait a bit.
Thank you for your attention to this matter.
SecularTalk covered this today if you want to listen to someone reading it...
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Asqs...
Thank you for your attention to this matter.
SecularTalk covered this today if you want to listen to someone reading it...
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Asqs...