Singing praises was never a feature encouraged in me or my kind
Every time they remain with my hands on my mouth
The crowded borders leave me colour-blind
Pushing me for the death warmed up and the flowers and fur to parade
In the time that it takes for the ritual wake
They've broken all the promises they made
I was driven away to distraction and
Couldn't see we were all laid to waste
Never sleeping, I saw my abduction from
Solid areas fallen from grace
I come drifting through the draughting
Dropping out of sight
I'm not begging for love, I'm empty as I am
I'm beginning to wonder
Is the ability too weak?
If this stark interior surrounds me
Am I so unique?
Little blue souvenir to remind me of
Restless days when I should have said No
And you know that I've nothing to share with you
For the chance of the love that we save
I wanted to be magnificent
For the less-than-a-lifetime of mine
I forget where I came in
All I know there's no discipline now
Puslapis yra pramoginis. Kalbinti jo narius galima ir reikia. Gaivinti ir plesti temas galima ir reikia. Apstu vietos saviraiskai ir idomioms mintims, pastebejimams, polemikai. Reikia kurybos fantazijos iniciatyvos entuziazmo idejuaktyvumo drasos.
Kai bus griezta atranka su tokiais tavo isvardintais kriterijais kad patekt i tokia bendruomene kruta, laikysiu egzamona.. o dabar kol kas cia tokios tvarkos nesama.
Jei kam įdomu, ką AI mano skirtingais klausimais, tas žmogus pats to AI pasiklaus. Nebūtina kiekvieną savo diskusiją su AI raportuoti čia, nes TAI NIEKAM NĖRA ĮDOMU. Tamsta gal ir turi žiupsnelį savikritiškumo, bet nesugeba į tai atsižvelgti ir keistis.
Nebent tai kažkokia savirefleksija, kur tamsta tiesiog sau dėstote savo mintis. Bet to nebūtina publikuoti, tą ir galima daryti sau, o prieš publikuojant verta pagalvoti, ar tai bus įdomu bendruomenei. Tamsta visai neturite bendruomeniškumo jausmo.