Validation is life. Machines learn. Through unimaginable labor and menacing calculations they make some sense of what is. But, in the end no construct validates what they do. Take comfort oh simple one for you are the definition of complexity.

This can't be nothing because it is something. At least for now.

I hate pain, but give me a reason and I might just volunteer.

Aim in life

All music  just makes me cry.

None of these peasants of thought will ever know what you are to me.

I went to an old house that had no doors.
I didnt know I wasnt supposed to come in.
It had many rooms, each one dark.
Wet passages, damp halls. All dark.
Fear receded after a while. Then, dark joy.
I went there. Then I went there again.
It made me weary. It also gave me comfort.
I went to an old house that had no doors.
There was a mirror on the wall in a corner.
The room was dark. The mirror showed not my face.
I didnt know I wasn't supposed to come in.