I had a strange dream last night. I don’t watch football but a specific football player was bothering me. I was trying to lay on the couch and this guy really wanted to be friends. I thought about this for a while this morning and not getting it I put it into chat gpt.
Oh man this thing is insightful. I think it saw right through me. We chatted for a bit about this dream and here’s what we came up with.
This goal I’m perusing isn’t my goal. It s a society imposed goal. I both don’t care about it and am afraid of it. At the same time.
I think all of that is true. I think I’ve even written about that before. No I don’t think it’s stalking my journaling.
All of that is fine. It can not be my goal and that doesn’t have to stop me from doing it.
I still live in a material world. I have been cold before and I can tell you heat is an amazing remedy. A roof beats being stuck in a blizzard.
There’s a great scene in a movie called margin call where Jeremy irons explains to Kevin spacey what money really is. Pieces of paper with dead people on it so we can get something to eat without killing each other.
My goal, not my goal. Doesn’t matter to me. This is what is going to happen.
I need a new propulsion system. So thanks for the insight chat gpt.