In an ideal universe, earnest artists would not be put into a position where they need AI to give them a boost. In a less ideal universe, they would be able to leverage AI to overcome some of their systemic obstacles. In this universe, it just feeds yet another empty, cannibalistic consumer complex.

We're all just formal systems unable to prove our own consistency.

I don't pretend to have any power to offer consolation or comfort, but for what it's worth, I feel this so closely I've said the same thing in different words. I sometimes have a hard time believing there is continuity between me-before and me-now, like a chameleon imperceptibly changing color.

I know it's not helpful but my personal conclusion is that they're mutually exclusive.

Everyone be picking up bundles of detritus and calling it "their mind" with competitive levels of confidence.

Man, I keep wishing for the time to dig into this one. I'ven't wasted days away on a good, true Roguelike in a while.

I'm not on the spectrum (ADHD, comorbidities), but I feel this. I just can't manage to overcome it though. Any attempt to do so immediately devolves into that very same cascade of self-criticism, and it ends up being cringe anyway, in service of no one. Let me know if you unlock the secret trick.