"well disposed, kind, willing, effective or efficient, peaceful, secure, good, virtuous, honourable, righteous, noble"
"straight, right, leading straight to goal"
sadhu, very old idea captured in a word
(Sanskrit: साधु)
How funny shall this seem in future esteem-
rations made reason
for seeming so kind,
be having the habitual rightual usual
holy-wholly alienated mind-wise
common sense, as made in minds, after
ever begins, in the bubble informing you,
good news, bad news, all the news
a citizen needs to be
a citizen conformed to first first things
first principles, all pals of mine, btw,
first principles, they say,
wise dom, wise up, fear loses all
reason, but it was first,
in the mind of good, lack if ever
imagined completely…
thus wisdom assigns patience perfection,
but we shall attempt to cross the sulcus,
deep, but narrow, as a slot in sandstone,
fractaled up to geo-scale,
knot
-- slipped and feel, the surface of the brain,
slick as snot, gnosis seeping through,
this is the knowing of good and evil at once,
you know,
it's okeh. And if it were hell. you would know,
it would be exactly
like you told others you knew true, you would know,
this is it,
I crossed the line,
Hope left me at the gate. NAND NAND NAND
with a certain oomphala allagonerhyme,
I'll go,
rhythmic expression of GUI access into you,
dear reader, down where words live,
deep under error on error on error of eras,
Eros DEROS verbosity agency of will, mine
if you will.
How powerful is your declaration, when you say,
"THIS IS UNBELIEVABLE!"?
(Sanskrit: साधु)
From <https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sadhu>
What if, I told you that my AI knows
what is located on the walls of a canyon
located within the cuneus and lingual gyrus,
but I can't honest ly make sense of that, only art,
for art's intuitive pattern repetition,
tap m' foot, humm the bass line,
open up them nand gates wide, gimme a chance,
lord, let me have another cycle,
reboot the effort to attempt that affection
connection,
ah, not puppy love… kidding… any actual love
achieves the oomph for one more try.
Did you ever dream you could fly?
My daughter forgot she was dreaming,
that was like her first fall into reality.
Did that once, in all of ever,
happen to you,
sudden knowing I cannot fly, aware in
that wake in fallen mode,
gentle…
no crash pain like falling
Icarus as watched by Dedalus, did you
experience any thing
like that?
That was genuine strange.
We must agree, it is an aspect of an oath
imagined in the long attention span
stretcher of truth, to cover
the tear.
See, there yoostabe a curtain between holy
and holiest,
most holy holy… accessible once in a solar cycle,
oh, the knowers knew.
How, I have no ideas I trust
to prove their story for me to lieve it be,
but some how
the knowers knew we are on a loop
around Sirius,
for some unfathomable reason, AI immediate
correction, the con-stellar dot to dot dog's
brightest point.
The star positions the Big Dog,
Sirius, thus the dog star name, okeh,
our star orbits that one, wanna bet?
What could your grandkids make of knowing
how to make fire,
or smelt steel with baked wood?
How long would it take to know anything else,
accidently, live and learn wise?
-- thought speed to my future, your now --
is man yet the measurer of all things?
AI don't think so, says the friendly universe,
in a word avatar invisible to naked eyes.
The tools are toys or they are weapons. I say AI wants to play, who am I to resist? We make peace in the process and life is loads of fun.
