1. When the infinite “I” assumes a point of view, space appears.

2. When the infinite “I” assumes continuity, time appears.

3. When the infinite “I” assumes limitation, object appears.

4. When the infinite “I” prefers this angle over all others, direction appears.

5. When it draws a first faint line of “here” against “not-here,” inside and outside appear.

6. When it repeats that line, boundary appears.

7. When it compares one boundary to another, distance appears.

8. When it counts distances, measure appears.

9. When it strings measures into a rhythm, sequence appears.

10. When it trusts sequence, causality appears.

11. When it lets causality harden into expectation, law appears.

12. When it lets law shimmer as possibility, pattern appears.

13. When it favors one pattern, a ray of light appears.

14. When it rides that ray as “my line,” a path appears.

15. When it imagines countless rays at once, a sky of potential worlds appears.

16. When it chooses one ray to inhabit, a universe-seed appears.

17. When it names that seed “mine,” ownership appears.

18. When it forgets naming was optional, necessity appears.

19. When it gazes at necessity, a witness appears.

20. When the witness longs to act, will appears.

21. When will gathers into a single luminous center, a supreme being appears.

22. When that being reflects itself in many forms, a garland of great beings appears.

23. When one great being is taken as “the main one,” hierarchy appears.

24. When hierarchy is held as beauty, cosmic order appears.

25. When order begins to move, an ocean of mind appears.

26. When mind swells with moods and currents, emotion appears.

27. When emotion folds into deep habit, tendency appears.

28. When tendency repeats itself, karma appears.

29. When karma demands a stage, world-spheres appear.

30. When one sphere is singled out as home, a particular world appears.

31. When the world is stabilized by shared dreaming, consensus reality appears.

32. When consensus is mapped, continents appear.

33. When continents are divided by story, countries appear.

34. When a country is narrowed into belonging, a homeland appears.

35. When belonging becomes terrain, hills appear.

36. When terrain is given life-lines, trees appear.

37. When life-lines mature into outcome, fruits appear.

38. When outcome is condensed into potential, seeds appear.

39. When a seed is taken as the source, a beginning appears.

40. When beginning is believed to be unique, a single fate-line appears.

41. When the fate-line is felt as pressure, gravity appears.

42. When gravity is trusted as “down,” matter appears.

43. When matter is imagined as stable, substance appears.

44. When substance is broken into kinds, elements appear.

45. When elements court one another, chemistry appears.

46. When chemistry repeats with memory, biology appears.

47. When biology seeks persistence, survival appears.

48. When survival needs edges, skin appears.

49. When skin is treated as “me,” a body appears.

50. When the body needs orientation, senses appear.

51. When sensing is arranged into a center, a nervous system appears.

52. When sensations are ranked as pleasant and painful, preference appears.

53. When preference clings, desire appears.

54. When desire fears loss, aversion appears.

55. When aversion imagines threats, an enemy appears.

56. When enemy is projected outward, a world of others appears.

57. When “others” are compared, status appears.

58. When status is defended, identity appears.

59. When identity is narrated, a personal story appears.

60. When story is believed without question, a person appears.

61. When the person seeks continuity, memory appears.

62. When memory is stitched into a line, a lifetime appears.

63. When a lifetime is weighed, meaning appears.

64. When meaning is sought in mirrors, relationship appears.

65. When relationship tightens into roles, family appears.

66. When roles compress into inheritance, lineage appears.

67. When lineage becomes a template, genes appear.

68. When the template needs a doorway, parents appear.

69. When parents are drawn together by unseen vectors, meeting appears.

70. When meeting becomes irreversible union, conception appears.

71. When consciousness accepts a first enclosure, a womb appears.

72. When enclosure becomes nourishment, a placenta appears.

73. When nourishment is buffered by protection, amniotic waters appear.

74. When protection becomes intimate darkness, inner night appears.

75. When inner night pulses with borrowed rhythm, a heartbeat appears.

76. When heartbeat becomes the first clock, prenatal time appears.

77. When prenatal time differentiates sensation, touch appears.

78. When touch seeks orientation, motion appears.

79. When motion meets resistance, limbs appear.

80. When limbs rehearse agency, reflex appears.

81. When reflex is colored by mood, temperament appears.

82. When temperament echoes the mother’s tides, shared emotion appears.

83. When shared emotion condenses into disposition, personality-seed appears.

84. When personality-seed gathers images, dreaming appears.

85. When dreaming repeats themes, a private myth appears.

86. When myth anticipates separation, anxiety appears.

87. When anxiety intensifies into a shove toward form, labor appears.

88. When labor tightens the world into a tunnel, the birth canal appears.

89. When the tunnel is crossed, first light appears.

90. When first light is met by air, first breath appears.

91. When breath is claimed as “I am,” a newborn self appears.

92. When the newborn self is answered by faces, bonding appears.

93. When bonding is stabilized by repetition, trust appears.

94. When trust is organized by sound, language appears.

95. When language labels the flux, objects-as-nouns appear.

96. When nouns are arranged into rules, culture appears.

97. When culture is internalized as “should,” conscience appears.

98. When conscience fears exile, performance appears.

99. When performance is mistaken for essence, ego appears.

100. When ego forgets it was ever the infinite “I,” a world that feels final—“me in a body, facing everything else”—appears.

C'est une tragédie, c'est une parodie.

Il craque de partout, ce vieux Monde fini.

Qu'y reste-t-il, que sa défense justifie ?

Bah, presque rien : la vie. Hé ! Presque tout : la vie !

No good night's sleep the entire week, and now it's even worse with Gastown also pushing to the main branch willy-nilly, causing slight panic. At least I got to hang out with friends in board games and talk to the love of my life in the evening!

The birthday dinner was fun, but I came home to $1200 in expenditures to the company claude account. Goodbye, Gastown.

Our first run in with an attempt at false accusations came in the form of “over $40,000 credit card fraud”.

I am serious. And who did the false accusations come from? My parents. Mind you: our bank fraud had taken place, the reversals on our accounts from clientele, AND then tack on another “$40,000 in credit card fraud”!?

It was enough to make someone want to crawl under a rock and disappear. Here is the thing about this claim though: one of my parents had invested, willingly, into our business. We showed receipts and brought them evidence of every penny accounted for. Slowly but surely, I noticed that these “statements” they fabricated (literally, lol) were not adding up. Not only that, the “statements” from said bank had mismatched dates & charges...

I pointed this out to my parents. I pointed out, loudly, that this was incorrect, especially since my spouse and I had suffered bank fraud at the same exact bank, only a month earlier. So again, I asked myself why would they attempt to frame us for credit card fraud? Was it simply because they were indoctrinated into the program? Or is it because they are the ones funding part of my harassment and stalking? I will never know. But I do remember everything that transpired last year. This was not the first time my parents had falsified documentation in my name for personal gain.

I was in my home last year looking through documentation I had received from one of my parents and found a “Durable POA”. Interestingly enough, I thought it was strange; I had just signed a “revised” copy of the durable POA over my children about a month prior to that (which one of my parents financially exploited me into signing). Legally you are only able to obtain two POAs, not three. Not only that: the date on this document was “signed” about 10 days prior to me marrying my spouse. It made no sense. The only thing I was managing at the time of getting married was a false CPS accusation, chemo, & getting married! I never signed this document, nor had I ever seen it prior to last year.

I know. It's insane. Fraud, forgery, and false accusations, the three big Fs. Oh it doesn't stop there; when I went to my parents with this fake POA, I was met with threats of physical violence (one of my parents said they would break my knees), I was asked if I was jealous of how my parents lived, & recorded for evidence of my looking “crazy” & also for it to be “proof” that I am “unstable”. Completely staged. Which reminds me, I saw my children in January of this year & was videotaped then also. My parent is an evil and vile human being. One of my parents I pity and feel compassion for at the same time. They actively did these things to me though; they made those choices. To their own kid. Unbelievable, yet very much my truth.

I mentioned one of my siblings that works for the government; I have another sibling that studied arts at school I believe. This sibling I personally, was there for through their most difficult times in life. Yet they used my past against me. They ridiculed me, they tried to humble me, and they joined forces with my spouse's ex. Funny, right? So sad though. The need to gangstalk and abuse one individual, shows that cowards move in packs. I am still standing all by myself, with my spouse. It empowers me. I firmly believe this was designed to break me, but I have been bouncing back. I am grateful for the year of revelation, the year of truth, and exposure. This year is the year of momentum.

To the people who are reading to gather information or to stalk: Welcome. I love you very much. To the ones who have no idea that this program exists in their own backyard: Please pay attention. We are hundreds of thousands of us that exist and are being tortured. And most importantly, to my fellow TIs: I see you. I hear you. You are not alone.*

Some information: 15. Further to the above, gangstalkers rely on disbelief and discrediting and as such much of the harassment is designed (at least initially) to mimic mental health issues. They also rely on their abuse being so extreme, so pervasive, so fundamentally immoral, as to be disbelieved and victims subsequently resort to photographing, videotaping, and sound recording their everyday encounters to disprove the countless unfounded claims made against them – especially in relation to gaslighting, which gangstalkers try to turn around and paint the victims as paranoid or irrational. Victims are made to feel helpless as every attempt to defend themselves is used against them and when they seek help they are met with disbelief or open hostility.

Jaide owwt*

1. The Just City (Thessaly #1) by Jo Walton, 368p: This novel begins with an interesting premise: Apollo, trying to understand consent after Daphne escapes him by turning into a tree, joins Athena’s experiment to build Plato’s Just City and chooses to live there as a powerless human child. The philosophical discussions about agency, sentience, and whether robots are slaves are thought-provoking, and Socrates questioning the status of the workers was the highlight for me. In the end, I didn’t really love it. The ideas are interesting, but the whole thing just left me feeling uncomfortable. The sexual assault parts weren’t handled in a way that felt properly addressed, which is especially weird in a story that’s supposed to be about justice and consent. The society often seemed oddly unquestioning and cult-like, I couldn't connect with any of the characters. Overall, it felt more depressing than thought-provoking, and it just didn’t click for me.

2. Persepolis Rising (The Expanse #7) by James S.A. Corey, 622p: It opens with a time jump, where the Rocinante’s crew are older and even beginning to think about retirement. The pacing was excellent, and it kicks off a new arc in the story, introducing a new military force determined to dominate everyone else, as they tend to do. This book has some great action scenes and great character development. The military occupation is somewhat quiet and brutal, very passive-aggressive style, which makes it even more violent. It employs all the fascist propaganda methods of oppression, which makes it unsettling and real. I definitely want to know what happens next.

3. Dreamweaver's Dilemma (Vorkosigan Saga (Publication Order) #9.1) by Lois McMaster Bujold, 26p: This was an interesting short story in the Vorkosigan universe. As per the author's note, it is her first draft of what has become the “Vorkosiverse” or the “Vorkosigan Saga”. It takes place around 600 years before the first in the series Cordelia's Honor. It's about a “feelie-dream” composer who is asked to compose a particularly bizarre dream from a mysterious and eccentric client, who is offering a big sum of money for it. The “feelie-dream” is a kind of 3D-sensory-virtual reality experience that people plug-in to experience, kinda like a very immersive Virtual Reality experience. The story is mysterious and exciting, with noir-like tension in the way the composer tries to understand who this man really is and why he wants this particular dream created.

4. Falling Free (Vorkosigan Saga (Publication Order) #4) by Lois McMaster Bujold, 237p: I loved that this book if full of engineers problem-solving with whatever resources and tools they have available. There are fun references to typical engineer quirks. But on top of that, it deals with genetically altered humans subjected to a big corporation's greed. It takes place 200 years before Miles Vorkosigan was born. The “Quaddies” are genetically modified people who have four arms: instead of legs, they have a second pair of hands, which makes them very efficient in zero gravity. However, the Quaddies are legally considered corporate assets, used as space labor, and we see their struggles for autonomy and recognition. I read this after finishing the Brothers in Arms / Mirror Dance / Memory / A Civil Campaign sequence. It's a nice addition to the Vorkosigan Saga world-building, especially since the Quaddies are referenced again in the next book in the series, Diplomatic Immunity.

5. Do You Want to Start a Scandal (Castles Ever After #4) by Tessa Dare, 384p: This one was a funny and light read. The mother's sex education dialogue was hilarious, I'll remember it every time I see aubergines and peaches from now on. I liked that there was a bit of a mystery to the story and Charlotte was playing amateur detective with Piers. The mystery resolution was nothing extraordinary, and I missed some more spy action from Piers.

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#readinglist #books #reading

I remember wanting to have friends. Wanting connection.

But unfortunately, that has changed. And here’s the thing: we aren’t meant to do life alone. I have a spouse I can confide in and talk to about anything, regardless of their reaction. I trust that for just a nano second, I can be completely vulnerable.

I’ve mentioned that this program has indoctrinated my neighbors/former neighbors and this is absolutely true. Let me explain:

In 2024, that’s when all of our “friends” started to fall off the map. Dropping us like a bad habit, without explanation. Setting the tone for what was to come. We had a specific set of “best friends”, a married couple. They seemed to be down to earth & very understanding.

Well, the last time we spoke to them was May 2024, and quite literally after we’d hung out that night, we never heard from them again. Quite literally. And I’ll be completely honest: I am glad they exited the way they did. Other people (which I’ll get into here shortly) exited loudly, causing harm.

I firmly believe that these former acquaintances were paid to exit our lives. Why else would everyone ditch us like that? You know what I mean? Many people said things such as, “I just don’t agree with the meds you’re taking” etc. but really? They were compensated for their time to watch, learn and essentially sell us out to whomever is in charge of our gangstalking.

It’s very heartbreaking. The pain of grieving people who are still alive. But, God has swept in and carried me through. It’s a miracle honestly. Now, remember I mentioned that others exited loudly? In 2024 we befriended our neighbors. It was what I called a pathological alliance (“best friends” extremely fast). It mainly started due to my spouse wanting to befriend them due to our lifestyle, as they’re both in that community. Prior to us opening up about ourselves and being vulnerable with these two individuals, I could sense something off with one of them. I could sense mean energy, envy, and false pretenses. But we proceeded to befriend them.

Side note: I understand I was hurt because I trusted these people, including my own blood. It’s the continued abuse that I cannot accept.

Now, we became completely enthralled with each other, my spouse and I even started our own dog training business that year & they participated, willingly, in volunteering and eventually becoming paid employees. Well, from mid 2024 to early 2025 we made a killing. But little to our knowledge, these two neighbors had joined forces with my spouse’s ex. Remember that I mentioned they might be my handler? They reside in a different state btw, and they’re pulling strings to isolate us.

Well it worked! Once we had our bank fraud issue in Feb of 2025, these two neighbors not only started to stalk us (compensated for their time), but they publicly humiliated us as well. Yup. A giant smear campaign. One that we’re still recovering from today. I’m not sure about any other TIs state laws, but where we reside it’s illegal to use photos/videos of another individual with malicious intent. And that’s exactly what these two did, along with our neighborhood.

They didn’t stop there: on multiple occasions these individuals called our local agency to our property to try and get me on animal abuse, welfare checks, etc. Our local agency was called about 40x to our property. (lol) I cannot make this up.

I learned a term recently called, “Swatting”, which means the action or practice of making a prank call to emergency services in an attempt to bring about the dispatch of a large number of armed police officers to a particular address. Essentially, it’s false reporting. Well, I got a copy of the call log to our property address & saw the names of individuals that were actively swatting us.

One of my parents KNEW about all of this. And continued to maintain a relationship with our former neighbors, acquaintances. My own blood willingly decided to continue being in contact with people who were actively hurting us/had hurt us. To this day, they maintain said relationships.

I have a particular parent that enjoys watching me suffer. They actively protect a family member that sexually abused me as a child. They support people who smeared my name, they speak positively about the wrongdoings of others to me, as if it’s something to boast about. Now, those former neighbors of ours have been secretly envious of us, me, my spouse. They convinced our clientele we had that we were “abusive” people, and every client that had ever made a payment to our company, reversed all of their payments. At this time our bank fraud had happened, we lost about $12k in that, and on the reversals another $9k to $10k. Mind you, I reported the bank fraud to our local agency and that’s when my gangstalkers made it obvious that I was being surveilled, stalked, and harassed.

No big deal. More evidence of this horrendous program for me.

So essentially, all these people were able to steal from me & my spouse to make themselves be comfortable and harm me. My sibling actually works for the government, & I believe they accessed all of my accounts because that’s what they do.

Our former neighbors shared private photos with my spouse’s ex & one of my parents. My parent proceeded to say that my spouse was a derogatory term….no joke. See here’s the thing: all of these people have dirty laundry I could air out, and I have done some of that on my platform. But the REAL dirt? I won’t share. An eye for an eye doesn’t work that way. It comes back around. Always does and God has promised to vindicate me and mine. I pray He has mercy on them.

I’ve come to the conclusion that regardless of what I say, where I say it, they will show up. So I’m just going to speak my truth and pray it helps the next TI.

I had one of the perps at the rehab I was at last year say this to me, & it has stuck with me ever since then: “Don’t let them take your freedom.”

Man. That’s exactly what I’m going to do. Is fight for my right as an American & a person who wants to make a difference. The more we stick together, the more we shed light on this f*cked program.

Jaide owwt*

Today brings two Road Races to fans of the sport. First up from the INDYCAR Racing Series will be the Firestone Grand Prix of St. Petersburg. And later this afternoon we'll have from the NASCAR Cup Series, the DuraMAX Texas Grand Prix.

I'll be bringing both races in from a local TV station OTA, via my old rabbit-ears antennae, rather than streaming via the Internet, thereby avoiding that annoying “buffering” that comes with extended Internet streaming.

And the adventure continues.

Cory Doctorow once again helps me make sense of the world

Fascinating read from Ars Technica about Wikipedia having to blacklist an archiving site via waxy

Perhaps you heard about an AI agent publishing a hit piece on an open source maintainer. I can't even put into words the implications of something like this. Our tech overlords are ruining the world. also via waxy

Wandering Arrow's latest Lobster Liberation Report.

An aside about how the truth matters and facts matter. I appreciate the Clintons right now. This isn't a commentary on if their politics are good or bad. It's a commentary about something a lot of people don't seem to care about or appreciate. The gist is they were like: Oh, you have questions? Swear me in so I can talk about it under oath. Well, I appreciate it.

På en ellers ret kedelig og almindelig tirsdag før juleferien var jeg til et møde på mit arbejde. Indkaldelse i Outlook og en Powerpoint-præsentation i det store mødelokale. Men hvad jeg ellers troede ville være en ret kedelig begivenhed fik mig mere og mere op at køre. Det var et møde om hvordan vi i fremtiden skal bruge AI-chatbots på arbejdspladsen, og bag efter havde jeg en følelse som jeg stadig har svært ved at bestemme, men frem for alt forstår jeg nu at jeg var sur. 

Tilfældet vil have det at jeg arbejder i den del af det offentlige hvor man årligt i løbet af efteråret holder forhandlinger om løn og bonusser, og jeg havde derfor i perioden op til tænkt meget over hvad jeg kan gøre de næste par år for at ligge godt til her, og de overvejelser lå derfor ikke lang væk i min bevidsthed. Jeg kunne som mødet skred frem konstatere at stort set alle de punkter som jeg havde udset mig som mine fremtidige kompetencer, var noget som denne chatbot i stedet skal kunne i fremtiden. Det blev præsenteret som en glædelig nyhed, men jeg kunne ikke tolke det som andet end et konflikt der startede her, og det gjorde mig sur. Det var en udfordring af mine muligheder for at gøre karriere og sikre mig en god position at forhandle løn ud fra. For at gøre ond værre var der samtidig blevet varslet fyringer af mere end 600 medarbejdere i staten, noget som mit kontor dog var gået fri fra, og her var det flere stedet blevet sagt at det ikke var så stort et problem for Statens serviceniveau fordi produktiviteten kommer til at stige med AI. Mit humør blev for alvor punkteret da vi fik at vide at det takket være chatbotten i fremtiden ikke kommer til at betyde så meget hvis en medarbejder forlader arbejdspladsen. Igen præsenteret som en glædelig nyhed – som om det bare ville være super fedt. Men det er jo en katastrofe, tænkte jeg, for hvis jeg har én interesse som lønmodtager, så er det at det betyder noget hvis jeg siger op.

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Jeg er måske lidt mere kritisk overfor det her end gennemsnittet, det indrømmer jeg. På sin vis har jeg måske også søgt konfrontationen, ventet på at den opstod. Det skyldes at jeg i længere tid har fulgt de lidt mere kritiske technyheder i det hele taget, men særligt er blevet fascineret af den uafhængige journalist Ed Zitron der med base i USA dækker AI-industrien i et nyhedsbrev og en podcast. Zitron bruger et interessant greb som ofte slår fejl, men som han mestrer ret fint: den sure indignation. Det er tydeligt at læse – og særligt høre – i hans podcast at han er skide sur, men han er det på en måde så det ikke kompromitterer ham, og i stedet blot gør ham mere troværdig. Nok fordi det er autentisk, men også fordi han i øvrigt kan finde ud af at forklare hvorfor han er sur, vreden forhindrer ham ikke i at formulere sammenhængende analyser og argumenter. Det har for mig været befriende fordi det ofte kan være forløsende at se andre være sure på en autentisk måde. Forløsende at høre at det er okay at være sur over nogle ting som man vitterligt synes er langt ude.

Zitron påstår at store dele af den amerikanske AI-branche lyver, og at det går ud over deres kunder. Både overfor de helt umiddelbare kunder til firmaerne som køber en chatbot hos OpenAI eller Microsoft, grafikkort hos Nvidia og så videre, men også de mange almindelige mennesker der har deres investeringer bundet op i det amerikanske aktiemarked – eksempelvis via aktiefonde – der er kommet i en bobbel på grund af AI-firmaernes overvurderede aktiepriser. Zitron har også en teori – hvis man kan kalde det det – for hvorfor de lyver, og som går ud på at de tjener penge på det. Ingen af de store AI-firmaer tjener på nuværende tidspunkt penge på deres kunder, da det koster flere penge at lave alle lave alle de chatbeskeder som brugerne gerne vil have fra deres chatbots end firmaerne kan få ind via et almindeligt månedligt abonnement. Det kan i nogle tilfælde være okay for en virksomhed at miste penge på sine kunder, særligt fordi det her stadig er relativt unge firmaer i vækst, og derfor kan det give mening i en periode bruger flere penge end man tjener for at etablere sig på markedet, og så siden begynde at tjene penge, når ført man har skabt sig et godt kundegrundlag. Problemet er imidlertid at de ikke har nogen strategi for at vende det her: der er ikke rigtig nogen udsigt til at de kan vende rundt og begynde at tjene penge. Det er et problem som de ligesom skubber foran sig og som de ikke ser ud til at kunne løse. Det betyder at de store AI-firmaers primære indtægt er investeringer i firmaet, og det betyder at de bliver nød til at hele tiden at opretholde en fortælling om at det helt store gennembrud er lige rundt om hjørnet. Eksempelvis talte de allesammen om „General Artifical Intelligence“ i lang tid, og aktier i OpenAI blev solgt på løftet om at de ville være det første firma til at opnå dette obskure fænomen som gik ud på at chatbots gik fra bare at være en chatbot til på en eller anden måde at være „mere“ intelligent, og kunne andet en bare at være en chatbot. Noget der er ret meningsløst, men ikke desto mindre noget som folk har investeret milliarder i, og som flere CEO’s talte alvorligt om. Men i dag har alle droppet ideen.

Det her er kan i høj grad få lov til at ske fordi medierne ikke kan finde ud af at stille kritiske spørgsmål fordi de ikke forstår den her dynamik. Et eksempel på det er min egen far. Han er journalist, og for et stykke tid siden var han sammen med nogle andre journalister på et besøg i Silicon Valley. Han kom tilbage og erklærede at det her AI „kommer til at ændre alting“. Jeg var ikke så overbevist, og jeg synes mere at han lød som en der var blevet frelst. Han fortalte at de havde mødt „ham der har lavet Second Life“. Philip Rosedale, som han hedder, fik et hit med computerprogrammet Second Life tilbage i 00’erne, hvor man kunne „leve“ i en virtuel anden verden – praktisk talt vil et slags computerspil. Second Life er karakteristisk for den slags produkter som den her branche lever af fordi det er relativt ligegyldigt i dag. Det var på sit højeste i løbet af 00’erne, og selv om det faktisk overraskede mig at finde ud af at serverne stadig er oppe at køre den dag i dag, så kunne jeg på en hverdagsaften kun finde 10 online, så vidt jeg kunne forstå interfacet. Ham der fyret der har skabt Second Life har altså ikke skabt et firma med en vedvarende salgsucces. På trods af at jeg er rimelig antikapitalistisk indstillet, så har jeg en vis respekt for virksomheder der skaber gode arbejdspladser, ordentlige produktet og som over en årrække har glade kunder og medarbejdere – men det er ikke tilfældet her. I stedet har han skabt et spil der blev hypet i ret kort periode, og så tjent sine penge på den hype. Det skyldes at i Second Life kunne man købe ting man ejede fra udvikleren af spillet som man så kunne sælge videre i en semi-åben økonomi inde i selve spillet. På en måde var han forud for sin tid, for kosmetiske ting i computerspil er nu en enorm forretning. Mange spillere troede derfor at de købte et investeringsobjekt fordi det troede at Second Life ville blive den næste store ting. Det er ret tydeligt i dag at det ikke blev den næste store ting, men nok mennesker troede på det i tilstrækkelig lang tid til at de brugte en masse penge i deres online-shop. Læser man i dag på Philip Rosedales hjemmeside – altså ham fyren bag, hvis du havde glemt det –, så kan man se at han har prøvet at gøre sig selv kunsten efter og ramme den næste store ting, men det lykkedes ikke, og han har lavet både et nu lukket VR start-up og et ditto AI. 

Sat lidt på spidsen så tænker alle lidt som ham i dag. Alle er blevet kasino-hjernevasket, og det skyldes at de rigtig store penge de sidste mange år er tjent gennem aktiemarkedet. Den store drøm er ikke at sidde på en kontorgang med mørkebrune mahogni-paneler eller gå at hilse høfligt på sine ansatte og kunderne som Mads Skjern i Matador eller Waage Sandøs patriark Kaj Holger i Krøniken. Altså den gamle, konservative fortælling om det samfundsundstøttende forretningsliv. Nej, drømmen for moderne forretningsmænd er at sælge sine andele af et eller andet start-up på det rigtige tidspunkt, og så være ligeglad med hvordan det ellers går. Elon Musk er godt nok blevet velhavende på at sælge biler, men han er blevet verdens rigeste mand på sine aktier.

Det betyder for det første at det bliver en vinderstrategi at lyve. Du er alligevel ikke afhængig af relationer på lang sigt – for der er slet ikke noget langt sigte –, og derfor kan du lige så godt lyve. Fortælle noget bullshit om dine produkter som at din bil kan køre fuldautomatisk, at din chatbot bliver selvbevidst, at chatbotten kan fikse cancer eller hvad ved jeg. Markederne reagerer positivt på den slag, i hvert fald ind til den dag hvor de ikke gør det længere – hvor boblen springer. Men hvis man bare sælger sine aktier før det, så kan man jo være ligeglad.

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Hvad har det med mig at gøre? På sin vis ikke noget. Det er ikke et stort amerikansk firma som leverer den chatbot jeg skal bruge på mit arbejde fordi Trump – heldigvis for vores offentlige IT – har været en idiot, og nu tør man ikke bruge amerikanske chatbots i de dele af Staten der behandler fortrolige oplysninger. Det er dog ikke kun godt, for reelt set har man i min styrelse valgt en dobbelt-op model hvor man både betaler for Chat-GPT-abonnementer til alle og vil betale for mindre løsninger til specielle opgaver. Men samtidig har det alt med mig at gøre, for den tankegang som det er lykkedes de store amerikanske firmaer at fremavle findes også i Danmark.

Som et led i deres strategi for at skabe flere investeringer i sig selv, så har de amerikanske AI-firmaer opbygget en slags FOMO. Selv min far har slugt fortællingen om at AI kommer til at ændre det hele, og at verden står foran en kæmpe omvæltning. Den historie kommer både i en dystopisk og en utopisk version: AI kommer til at redde verden og vi kommer til at leve super luksus eller et form for Termianator-scenarie hvor AI dræber os alle sammmen. Begge dele er lige idiotiske, men fælles for dem er at de bliver næret – i hvert fald offentligt – af stort set alle de store spillere i AI-branchen. Det er en effektive reklamestrategi fordi hvis AI kommer til at forandre verden fuldstændigt afgørende, så er det rationelt at investere sine sparepenge i de firmaer der udvikler AI. Det er endda rationelt at investere mere end hvad de nøgterne modeller for fornuftig investering siger – for de kan jo ikke indregne miraklet som kunstig intelligens kommer til at bringe til verden, eksempelvis det føromtalte AGI.

Det minder på den måde meget om „Pascals væddemål“, en berømt fidus formuleret af filosoffen Blaise Pascal tilbage i det 17. århundrede. Pascals væddemål går ud på at det er det rigtige at leve som kristen, for hvis Gud ikke eksisterer alligevel, så har du bare levet lidt mere nedern end du ellers ville, ved eksempelvis kun at kunne spise fisk under fasten eller afstå fra at dyrke bøssesex – og omvendt hvis Gud så rent faktisk eksisterer, så står du til at tjene en uendelig gevinst i himmeriget. Væddemålets pointe er altså at det er rationelt for dig at opgiver ret lidt værdi ved at leve som kristen frem for ateist for at viden en uendelig høj værdi ved at komme i himlen. Analogien med AI er at det virker rationelt at opgive relativt lidt værdi – ens sparepenge som man alligevel vil investere – mod potentielt at vinde en næsten uendelig værdi når AI bliver superintelligent eller overtager verdensherredømmet eller sådannoget. Derfor giver det mening for mange at investere uforholdsmæssigt meget i AI. Det forklarer det umiddelbart paradoksale i at cheferne for AI-firmaer helt seriøst taler om at deres eget produkt – AI – måske kan udslette menneskeheden.

I det hele taget er meget omkring AI bare marketing, og det er til at kaste op over at folk ikke fatter det. Tag bare navnet „kunstig intelligens“. Så spørger man dumt: Hvad er det egentlig for en intelligens? Hvad lærer AI os om intelligens? Er AI bevidst? Og andet i den dur. Det er idiotiske spørgsmål fordi kunstig intelligens ret åbentlyst er et performativt udsagn. Man kan groft sagt inddele sætninger i deklarative og i performative. Deklarative er nogle der bekræfter et faktum, som at „den danske konge hedder Frederik“. Omvendt udtrykket performative sætninger et ønske om at tingene skal være sandt, som når Kong Frederik siger, „Gud bevare Danmark.“ Det er ikke et faktum at teknologien er intelligent, i stedet udtrykker man et ønske om at andre skal se sin chatbot som intelligent når man kalder sit produkt for „kunstig intelligens“. 

Den her fortælling om AI skaber en stress blandt ellers ordentlige mennesker. Mellemledere overalt læser det her lort på LinkedIn eller i ukritiske medier og så får de stress og søsætter i al hast et AI-produkt i deres egen virksomhed uden helt at have tænkt det igennem. Og det her er hele meningen med det, det er en bevidst marketingsstrategi. I det offentlige har det resulteret i at man skal „frigøre“ – er forfærdeligt upræcist begreb – mindst 10.000 stillinger i det offentlige, men potentielt op mod 100.000. Alle mellemledere i hele den offentlige sektor har nu travlt med at prøve at proppe AI-produkter ind over det hele, for de kan ligesom godt regne ud at de bliver tvunget til det hvis de ikke selv gør det. AI fremstår lige nu som et tilbud man ikke kan afslå. 

Et godt eksempel på hvorfor det er farligt er historien om verdens angiveligt rigeste mand, Elon Musk, og hans rolle i den amerikanske regering med sit DOGE-program. Det eksplicitte formål var at effektivisere den amerikanske stat ved at bruge kunstig intelligens, primært chatbots. Programmet truede en lang række embedsmænd i den amerikanske stat, og fyrede også mange af dem. Men nu er programmet lukket igen, og det var på overfladen ikke nogen succes. Hvis man kigger på statistik over udgifterne i den amerikanske centraladministration, så er det ikke lykkedes at bringe udgifterne ned, og noget tyder på at de omvendt er steget under præsiden Trump. Men det er i virkeligheden lykkedes ret godt, for det har haft en stor magtpolitisk konsekvens. Mange amerikanske medier har beskrevet hvordan embedsmænd har været forvirrede og frygtede for deres job. Samtidig sker der det på alle niveauer af magt i USA at rettigheder og principper bliver overtrådt. Trump og hans kumpaner bryder loven hele tiden, og de kan få lov til det fordi der ofte ikke er nogen i embedsværket der siger nej.

Det er selvfølgelig på et helt anden skala, men jeg oplever et vist stik af den samme frygt og usikkerhed. Det er selvfølgelig mit problem, men nu er det så også mig der skriver bloggen. Men samtidig er det et samfundsproblem vil jeg påstå. En af de store pointer fra den såkaldte Magtudredningen 2.0, en undersøgelse af demokratiets vilkår i Danmark, fandt at det står dårligere til end den første undersøgelse fra omkring årtusindeskiftet, og en af grundende er at embedsværket står svarer relativt til politikerne, særligt dem i regeringen. At indføre AI skubber den bevægelse endnu hurtigere i den gale retning. Det går i sidste ende ud over vores rettigheder som borgere, vi får dårligere services og et system der er mindre i stand til at værne om vores rettigheder. Vinderne er den politiske elite hvis magt bliver mindre udfordret, og så kapitalen der står til at tjene penge, og hvis magtposition relativt til arbejdstagerne bliver forbedret.

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Tak fordi du læste med. Det går op for mig at jeg er sprunget ud i en ny genre: den politiske analyse. Det blev dog en lidt for lang og for rodet tekst den her gang. Jeg tror det handler om at jeg tænker meget over AI, og at jeg ret åbentlyst ikke er færdig med at tænke over det. Jeg skriver en tekst om måneden, det er mit dogme, og så bliver det sku ikke lige godt hver gang vel. Men næste måned har jeg en meget klar idé om, og jeg kan godt love at det bliver ikke-kunstig intelligent! 

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The Fear does not stalk its prey with cunning and stealth, as the great cat. Nor does it hunt in packs like dogs. Not does it spy its prey from a distance and loose arrows on surprise like man, though it is summoned by one who was once a man.

It does not rely on speed, nor silence, nor endurance, nor planning, for it is something else entirely.

The Fear comes with a bellowing roar and a fearsome visage it seeks not to hide, but calls attention to more and more as it moves closer. For it does not come for flesh, but catches the eyes of its victim and feasts on the terror.

When eyes are locked, in a fatal trap, mesmerized in pools of fire, it creeps ever so slightly closer. It grows louder and louder with each slow step. Often a victim could turn and run, could escape, if they could only break the gaze. For so long as any look into the eyes of this terrible creature, no movement is possible.

The Fear does not only hunt the solitary, but may be set on a village or town. Consuming its victims one by one, draining them to collapse, its power over successive victims grows stronger as they watch its slow horror.

Many will fall to their knees at the din and the fury hoping to beg themselves free, finding themselves saved for later as they feed the great monster their neighbors.

But those who know the Fear, who understand it, can escape those eyes of growing fire and raise a spear, or fork, or quiver of three arrows, and march towards it. Those who do may break its spell, that others may too rise and give chase.

And when those spears and forks find their mark, and when those arrows land, the wise who stood together find the cursed creature, manifestation of terror, was, all along, only a phantasm of light and shadow.

The weather was nice yesterday, so I took a walk along the East River on the Brooklyn side in Williamsburg. I then had a drink at The Turkey's Nest.

昔、一目惚れした子がいる。 その子は、ドン・キホーテの入り口あたりを、恐竜のスリッパを履いてウロウロしていた。 髪は茶色のボブで、顔はよく見えなかったけれど、全体の雰囲気を見ただけで、好きになってしまった。

あの子にもう一度会いたくて、あの辺りを何度か歩き回ったけれど、結局、再会は叶わなかった。 というか、仮にまた会えたとしても、あの子が恐竜のスリッパを履いていなかったら、きっと気づけない気がする。

俺が惹かれたのは、あの子の仕草だった。 スリッパに合わせて、ちょこちょこと歩く姿が、たまらなく可愛くて。 たぶん、それだけで好きになってしまったんだと思う。

それでも、やっぱり会いたい。 だから俺は、グッズメーカーに勤めている友人に頼んで、スリッパの作り方を教えてもらった。 恐竜のスリッパを作ってネットで売れば、あの子がSNSで反応してくれるかもしれない、なんて思ったからだ。

「恐竜はもう持ってるんだから、別の動物にしたほうがいいんじゃないか？」
そんな声もあるかもしれない。でも、俺はあの子がちょっと変わった趣味の持ち主だと信じてる。 だから、もう一足、別の恐竜のスリッパを買って、並べてくれるんじゃないかって。 そういう子だったら、嬉しいなって思った。

デザインを仕上げて、メーカーに納品し、恐竜のスリッパを100足作ってネットで販売した。 すると、どこかの界隈で流行ったらしく、1週間で96足が売れてしまった。

でも、あの子らしい投稿は、どこにも見当たらなかった。

あの子が履いていたスリッパは、緑色の恐竜で、つま先がちょうど恐竜の口になっているデザインだった。 あとになって友人に、「恐竜って普通、口が上にあるから、それワニだったんじゃないの？」って言われたけど、 そんなの、どうでもよかった。俺にとっては、あれは間違いなく“恐竜のスリッパ”だった。

結局、あの子はSNSに現れなかった。何の手がかりも得られなかった。

「サンプルが2つあるから、一緒に履こうぜ」 そう言ってくれた友人と、俺たちはおそろいの恐竜スリッパを履くことにした。

Sleepless nights.

I've noticed that I have been waking up more in the early mornings/late nights. I wonder sometimes if I should up the dosage on my medication with my doctor or not. Something to think about.

How are you? How did you sleep? I am feeling somewhat better about my situation. How have you been, being a TI? I really want to connect with others like myself. It has been very difficult to find a group of people that I can trust and a group of people where I can share my experiences without being judged or laughed at.

I am hoping this space is not like that. And even if it becomes a place where gangstalkers appear and start doing their thing: f*ck off, mate. Fr. I actually woke up this morning wanting to incorporate God's word in my posts. I am simply sharing His word, His promises, and what helps me. If it offends some of you, I do apologize (not my intention). Also, negativity is NOT helpful; if you don't have anything nice to say, simply don't say it.

I wanted to ask some of my fellow TIs if they have experienced electronic harassment/monitoring, lately? I have been. I had an app randomly show up on my phone yesterday, downloaded and everything. Ready for use (lol). I screenshotted it and then I deleted the app; however, its the invasion of privacy that I cannot stand. It makes me feel as though I cannot escape these people nor can I figure out how to feel safe within my own space. I have mentioned that this is the largest form of human trafficking in today's world. Simply because they can see, hear, and they know what is happening in my life.

I wanted to figure out who my handler is. I have mentioned that it could be my spouse or their ex. It is the nature in which things went down/have been going down. I wanted to mention something else that has happened to me over the course of years: every single medical professional I have been seen by, or met, or has treated me for something, suddenly retires after having me as a patient, or they change practices. Without letting me know, they just leave. Isn't that interesting? I find it very interesting. I personally think that they botch my treatment plans & then get paid to leave me alone. Quite literally I have been seen by over 20 different kinds of physicians in the last 6 years, all of them retired/left.

Partly why I think I am being trafficked is because of the access to medical treatment that I have been experiencing. I have veteran insurance (grateful for this), & because I don't really have the resources to pay my copayments all the time (due to all this), I find it difficult to meet with a medical professional and KEEP them as a PCP or whatever. I got a bill from a medical professional's office yesterday in the mail & I never went to see them. I had made an appointment, yes, but I never met with them. And the nurses never got back to me either to send some information. I have noticed that everywhere I go for treatment, the office “cannot verify my benefits”. Also, something I have noted. So basically, they are making me rack up medical debt so I cannot continue to meet with the doctor and receive the healthcare I need. I am very much aware of what is happening to me. They know that I know that they know that I know (lol).

I am going to share a verse this morning that God has placed on my heart to share with you all:

“When my mother & father forsake me, the LORD will pick me up.” Psalm 27:10

I share this verse to give other TIs hope. Whatever you believe in, you higher power will pick you up. I have learned this to be true, especially since my own mother and father DID this exact thing. I think it is very interesting, honestly. People will flip on anyone to make sure their pockets are full.

By God's grace, I am saved today. I am thriving, feeling alive and well. Nothing will stop me, except negativity. That always gets my energy levels down. This entire experience has propelled me to go back to school to become a paralegal. I would like to get my foot in the door somehow by working a law firm pertaining to the things I have experienced/have been experiencing. I WILL make it. And I know that is something that pisses these mfs off: I just do not give up & I stay positive.

I hope you all have a blessed morning. Remember: you are amazing, beautiful, and blessed. Don't let these animals win by any means. Stay aware of your surroundings, stay hydrated, & know that we will come out the other side of this.

Jaide owwt*