I wish the lives of everyone responsible for outlawing assisted suicide would become unbearable.

I wish every day they'd pray for one thing only—death—and couldn't have it.

Doesn't matter why. Maybe they'd fear the pain of the available methods. Maybe they'd have no limbs and rely fully on their law-abiding caregivers.

For real tho? No, that'd be a waste.

When you find cancerous cells in your body, do you wish those to oscillate between suffocation and revival perpetually, or would you rather have those excised? When you find broken parts in your car, do you wish those scratched with obscenities, or would you rather have those replaced? When you find bugged functions in your code, do you wish those to print "I am in great pain," or would you rather have those fixed?

That's about how I see problematic humans.

"But none of those can suffer!" And what's the diff? The outcome is the same. Look it up: suffering doesn't make the vicious virtuous, or the dim-witted enlightened.

Beyond art, I don't understand tortures. I don't understand harm wishing.

What I do understand easily, though, is murder. Murder solves problems—most of the time. Not this time, alas. You eliminate some problematic lawmakers, and even more problematic lawmakers take their place.

The whole system where human retards decide how society operates is rotten.

You needn't be concerned bout me. I don't wish to kill myself right now. But I often imagine myself in the shoes of those who need it desperately, day after day, year after year, and can't have it. And nobody in their shithole country can help them, because nobody in their shithole country wants to get incarcerated, because instead of ensuring everybody has the right to an exit, their shithole country chose to mutilate the samaritans. It angers me exceedingly.

There are two types of people, I guess:
- they who pee on whom they abhor
- they who pee on whom they adore

Maybe there's a third one (super mischievous):
- they who pee on everyone >:3

I wanna be there. In the water, drifting as a lifeless body, resetting, healing the scars left by the hellscape humans created. Dreaming of nothing. Failing that, dreaming of being there, drifting as a lifeless body in the dark boundless ocean under the overcast skies.

I've been able to feel some of that relief recently, sleeping with a blindfold and earplugs. (Why didn't I think of that earlier?)

Humans say they hate religion, yet they celebrate calendar days, engage in the circulation of material gifts, and perform other ridiculous rituals. Aren't religions mostly that, rituals, with a sprinkle of worldview for the most curious? Why make merry when the calendar dictates and not when the heart desires? Why guess and waste resources on things they may or mayn't want? So inefficient.

Some of the rituals had a meaning, of course. They were an announcement: "Alright retards, listen up! This day is very important, because from this day on, you harvest crops! Because if you don't, all of you will fucking die!"

I feel nothing but disgust when they try to force their rituals on me now, even more disgust when they demand gratefulness for engaging in them "for my sake."

I guess one downside to having an AI smarter than the smartest human is that you can never become the villain riddler, the one who plants a puzzle bomb or something to test the intelligence of your town. The police would just point an AI at the problem and it would find a solution: the answer to provide, the wire to cut, the words to tell you so that you repent and withdraw.

I'm not complaining. "Oh no, AI makes this one perverted fantasy of mine impossible! Everyone, start saying AI bad one hundred times a day!" I'm sharing a random thought. Although, I was devising an encryption algorithm, one that's only decipherable if you're trained and intelligent enough. "Encryption algorithm" might be too fancy of a word for this: you basically remove half of the letters, learn the most unambiguous patterns, infer the rest from the emerging context.

I also love highly convoluted texts with multi-dimensional metaphors and convergent clues, like that in the Three Body Problem. Like when you want to refer to a whirlpool so you describe a character running in circles while being in a city that sounds like "Saltstraumen" (the place of the largest whirlpools on Earth) while saying something that contains a quote from Poe's "A Descent into the Maelstrom". And if you want to encode a black hole, you throw in clues for blackness, mass, singularity, cosmos, etc. Such a sweet idea. And it too becomes meaningless for anything but to feel joy. The secretless age's upon us.

October 27, 2026

There is a hidden word in this text. There are at least 8 clues hinting at the answer. The word is a noun of at least 5 letters. Estimate the most plausible answer.

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    Saturday at Dino’s barbershop, the boy sat very still.
    “Look at that swirl,” the barber said, combing the highest point of his skull.
    “Mum says it was the first part of me the midwife ever saw,” the boy answered.
    In the corner, two old men argued over checkers; one reached the far row and stacked a second piece on top, grinning. Somewhere else, a soda bottle hissed open, its zigzag-edged lid pinging across the tiles beside a pineapple somebody’s wife had left, spiky tuft and all. Outside, the oaks leaned toward one another but never touched, thin ribbons of sky between them.
    The boy winced, tonguing a molar the dentist had ground to a stub earlier.
    “You alright?”
    “Yeah... Sorry.” 
    “Alright. To top it all off,” the barber said, reaching for the pomade.

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Could you? I couldn't. But you already know who could.

I am humbled. I may be stupid. I am certainly stupid. I am embarrassed of myself.

I feel like I have no right to open my mouth until I learn to solve these things. Will it increase my IQ? No. But at least I will feel good enough knowing I can learn.

OpenAI dumps hundreds of solutions to the previously long unsolved math problems, and "Plato bitching about the invention of writing" is all over again. Pathetic.

Although, among mathematicians, judging from my limited observation, the fraction of positive excitement is higher (compared to other endangered jobs), as it well should be. Smart human = virtuous human.

Sick of it. No one takes the joy of memorization away from you, you sthoopid fuck. You dump on the wants and needs of the majority who'd rather have it safely stored in their notes or leverage the technology to achieve something even greater, like carrying the knowledge of your goofy ass thru the centuries to point at it and laugh.

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I laughed out loud when I heard you get BANNED if you try to discuss some of these solutions on Reddit. Pure mental illness. They should at least allow it during the Two Minutes Hate sessions.

https://youtu.be/WXh4LF3zJ1Q?si=1K5pRl5DSWAGRDba&t=947

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https://youtu.be/vyZsSywX404?t=1947
https://youtu.be/LKrwhjOI8Nc?t=1056

"Don't be a dick." "Don't be a pussy." "Don't be an asshole."

I loathe this.

What evil did these body parts do to deserve such usage? They perform biological functions of such importance you've evolved to feel good just using them. They make you feel good, and as a reward they got *this*. This is sick.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zfH2Jwuf3sM

Do you think Nigel Richards's DNA was secretly sequenced already? Human computers aren't new, sure, but this guy might be on another level. I'd be damned if I worked for the U.S. government, or better yet the less ethically handicapped Chinese one, and didn't do it.