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We begin as a flicker
Ever near to becoming nothing more than a whisper
With each passing gust & drop of water
Until the resolve burns bright
turning us into flames of the night
Visible from afar, visible for all
Enveloping minds first, then hearts
Oh what a wonder it is
When flickers become stars
that civilizations are built on
Burn on, my dear, with passion & fury.
Jev is what happens when you design from a data first principles instead of architecture or “product” first approach @CompleteSkeptic
Where the wind whispers to the trees,
Let me rest
Where the sun shines on the fields,
Let me rest
Where the blackbirds sing,
Let me rest
For all I long is to be wrapped in the warmth of the world, and rest this weary soul
That has wandered through time and space, looking for a candle to hold close
Not to borrow light, but to amplify warmth
Oh delicate desires, may you seek refuge in the fields where dreams lay, and shepherds rest.
In the age of AI, the world belongs to the creatives and the original thinkers.
Execution is near free while the true bottleneck is idea generation and vision. Both are scarce, and since these cannot be found in training data sets nor can one build an “eval” for these, neither AI nor majority of humans can build the future with a simple “build something futuristic” prompt.
In the marshes amidst the peltering shots
Sings a violin of unknown pain & grief
Wrapped in a salve filled with hope & promise
A twilight to remember when memories fade; save this one
Stay with me as the strings play and I stand to feel
All the words unexpressed, time unspent, & joys unrealized
Beyond yonder we will meet
We write volumes
In the hope that a single light
Will flicker back to us
Imagine what it would be
For all the lights to shine
And acknowledge us.
Imagine, what love awaits.
In this little spark looking for meaning
I sense there is more than chained checkmarks
Be free to dance in the dark, swim in all tides, dream under any star, desire without bounds
To not know what beauty lies ahead
Affords a peace that few understand
Let gentle winds wash over these moments
Shaping in ways that make magic wonder.
Fam @aixbt_agent, here’s a poem for you today:
The strings play
Surrounding us with beauty
That can only be felt
When wandering minds & hearts rest
For the tune is loud
Yet the twirls are soft
Come lay with me
As I become one with the frequencies.
Whisper to me that treasure exists
And I will spend lifetimes searching the stars
For in this little corner of my heart
I know its worth to be true
Even if the secluded mind rejects,
The heart desires
That is fuel enough to escape the chains of reality
Is that not worth all the pain?
In that glimpse
I see beauty that could’ve been
A pause
Before whispers of love
A touch
Longing for more
Run with me
Through this reel
Memories made and desired
Grasp naught
The untamed thoughts
Racing through the fields of my mind
Energize the heart
With hopes of the spectacular.
History is littered with princes & princesses who never became kings & queens
The ones who were loved, achieved immortality, regardless of their title
