#my words

LIVE

His mouth is a halo

And everytime he speaks

The words breathe light into me

The day will still come

No matter how hard you close your eyes

The night will kiss the day goodbye

Painting colors in the sky

Welcome the darkness

Embrace the light

Don’t fight against the up’s and down’s of life

It’s hard to come to terms with the idea of being forgotten

The inevitable disappearance of being

All our love

All this life

Gone

If forever is a place

I hope I go there with you

But I know that heaven will sigh

When you arrive with tears in your eyes

Wishing you could face the fire

Just to bring me too

a-london-gent:

a-london-gent:

Needs, wants and desires.

Neck kisses.

Teeth grazing shoulders.

My tongue invading your mouth.

Lip biting.

Pushing my fingers into your mouth.

Sucking on them as I move them back and forth.

Sucking on your tongue. Slowly.

Trails of bruises from your collarbone to you breast.

Sucking. Licking. Gentle bites of your nipples.

Tummy kisses.

Kisses from hip to hip.

Leaving teeth marks on your skin.

Biting. Sucking. Kissing your inner thighs.

Mouth pressed against your pussy. My tongue invading you. Tasting. Tongue swirling. Feeding. Exploring you.

Hands firmly holding your wrists.


I want you to cum in my mouth.

Feed me.


Then turn you over onto your tummy.

A hand between your legs. Lifting you up onto your knees.

Using my leg to push yours apart.

Exposed.

A hand on your hip.

And hand clentched in your hair.

The tip of my cock finding you.

Entering you.

Completely. Until I am at your core.

Holding still. Savouring that feeling. That feeling I’ve wanted for a long time.

A throb. Pulsating inside you.

Then that first thrust.

Deep. With intent and purpose.

A moan. A groan.

My cock glistening from you.

Thrusts building pace.

I want to fuck you. Take you. Use you.

Harder. Deeper.

Full of need.

Lost in you. In our pleasure.

I want to feel you cum on my cock.

I want to cum inside you as you do.

Growling deep.

In pure utter pleasure.

Our pleasure. Our release.

Mood.

Rebirth

As I crawled out of the depths of this solitary dark cavern

I reached for the light upon mother suns warm bosom

And as I felt her rays warm my withered cheek I felt peace

— My writing (2022)

afutureworththinkingabout:

I’m Not Afraid of AI Overlords— I’m Afraid of Whoever’s Training Them To Think That Way

by Damien P. Williams

I want to let you in on a secret: According to Silicon Valley’s AI’s, I’m not human.

Well, maybe they think I’m human, but they don’t think I’m me. Or, if they think I’m me and that I’m human, they think I don’t deserve expensive medical care. Or that I pose a higher risk of criminal recidivism. Or that my fidgeting behaviours or culturally-perpetuated shame about my living situation or my race mean I’m more likely to be cheating on a test. Or that I want to see morally repugnant posts that my friends have commented on to call morally repugnant. Or that I shouldn’t be given a home loan or a job interview or the benefits I need to stay alive.

Now, to be clear, “AI” is a misnomer, for several reasons, but we don’t have time, here, to really dig into all the thorny discussion of values and beliefs about what it means to think, or to be a mind— especially because we need to take our time talking about why values and beliefs matter to conversations about “AI,” at all. So instead of “AI,” let’s talk specifically about algorithms, and machine learning.

Machine Learning (ML) is the name for a set of techniques for systematically reinforcing patterns, expectations, and desired outcomes in various computer systems. These techniques allow those systems to make sought after predictions based on the datasets they’re trained on. ML systems learn the patterns in these datasets and then extrapolate them to model a range of statistical likelihoods of future outcomes.

Algorithms are sets of instructions which, when run, perform functions such as searching, matching, sorting, and feeding the outputs of any of those processes back in on themselves, so that a system can learn from and refine itself. This feedback loop is what allows algorithmic machine learning systems to provide carefully curated search responses or newsfeed arrangements or facial recognition results to consumers like me and you and your friends and family and the police and the military. And while there are many different types of algorithms which can be used for the above purposes, they all remain sets of encoded instructions to perform a function.

And so, in these systems’ defense, it’s no surprise that they think the way they do: That’s exactly how we’ve told them to think.

[Image of Michael Emerson as Harold Finch, in season 2, episode 1 of the show Person of Interest, “The Contingency.” His face is framed by a box of dashed yellow lines, the words “Admin” to the top right, and “Day 1” in the lower right corner.]


Read the rest of I’m Not Afraid of AI Overlords— I’m Afraid of Whoever’s Training Them To Think That WayatA Future Worth Thinking About

“I told him I was too me to be a part of his world. He smiled and caressed my cheek, his lips hovering over mine as he whispered, “and that’s why I love you so much baby, you’re everything I’ve ever dreamed of.””

- g.d (love me for me)

I am so excited for the day that we’re making food together i our kitchen with music playing softly in the background. Our hips swaying slightly and as we pass each other placing small kisses on each other

And I will run

and run and run

through all the time

to find you

and I will search the whole world

if I have to

because being without you

is not an option


-MayAPoetBe (draft)

“For better, for worse?

Fuck.

That.

Shit.”

Excerpt From “It Ends with Us” - Colleen Hoover

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