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Yo folks, you've probably been through a rabbit hole to get to my corner of the Internet, but here you are, so stay a while, have a cup of choccy milk or fourteen. Anyone and everyone is welcome (except bastards who are jerks and disrespect people for existing or having opinions. Buzz off, ya vultures)

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y'all really have no idea how much information you actually gather from volatile chemicals every day

It's interesting to me how people are choosing a world without any scents, but without scents, your food basically loses its taste, too. So I'd rather go without taste and be able to smell things, than vice versa.

Also, I gave my mom this poll to choose from yesterday and she was like, this is impossible, what kind of madman made this poll? And I cracked up so hard when I told her it was me. Your daughter. The madman.

“I like cancelled plans. And empty bookstores. I like rainy days. And thunderstorms. And quiet coffee shops. I like messy beds and over-worn pajamas. Most of all, I like the small joys that a simple life brings.”

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"im having creation ideas beyond my skill level" DO IT ANYWAY. "i don't have good supplies" DO IT WITH BAD SUPPLIES THEN. "i don't have free time" SO DO IT SLOWLY.

FIND THE SHORTEST MOST DIRECT ROUTE TO YOUR CREATION BEING REALIZED AND DO WHATEVER IT TAKES TO GET THERE

gonna need saomeone to kiss me on the mouth in the next 24 hours , lest I go ballistic

as much as i need this right now they need it more than me. I just want them to be happy I don't care if i get kissed or not, Lord someone kiss this person

You know, it's actually surprising that, for all the times science fiction has grappled with the question of "at what point does a simulated consciousness become real?" this isn't ever applied to imaginary friends in fiction.

I mean, when you think about it, the "imagination" is just a simulation the brain makes.

So when the brain can make a simulation that is both independent and self-conscious, seeing itself as separate from the creator, and it's obviously capable of passing a Turing test, what makes that simulation any less of a person than the one that pilots the body?

I'd love to see more fiction writers take on topics like this.