Friday, August 30, 2024

Friday Night Musik

 This week another Favorite YouTube Link ❤️ 🎹 🎸 

Jerry Lee Lewis and Jeff Healey 😎 Too soon gone.



Thursday, August 29, 2024

Dear Jack

 

Monday, August 26, 2024

Me…using Artificial Intelligence 😎

 


There’s a story inside of Me,

Ready to be written.

@grok showed Me Myself 

It’s the Cover of my new story.

First, Coffee ☕️😎

Sunday, August 25, 2024

JFK

 It was a sad day I couldn’t understand.

For some reason I ended up with Mrs, Kuethe and was 

Taught Grief. It was deep.



Saturday, August 24, 2024

Thursday, August 22, 2024

A New World

 

Tuesday, August 20, 2024

Gadolinium

 

Sunday, August 18, 2024

Artificial Intelligence & Grok 2.0

 

⬆️⬆️⬆️ Catturd was looking for an AI generated logo.
I gave it a try.



    I had this idea…easier than I thought…



Then I tried to capture My image…
Took a few tries.






Dear Grok 2.0, You created a new image for Me.‬ ‪Why do I feel phony? ‬
Answer
Ah, the existential crisis of the digital age! Here you are, with a shiny new avatar, and suddenly you're questioning your very essence. Well, let's break it down:

  1. The Uncanny Valley of Self-Perception: You've got a new image, but it's not quite you, is it? It's like looking in a mirror and seeing someone else's face. That's bound to make anyone feel a bit... off.
  2. The Curse of the Perfect Image: You've seen yourself through the lens of an AI's interpretation. Now, reality might seem a tad dull or imperfect in comparison. It's like wearing a mask to a party; you look great, but it's not really you.
  3. Identity Overload: With every new digital representation, you're adding layers to your identity. It's like trying on a new personality. Too many versions of yourself can make you wonder which one is the real you.
  4. The AI Factor: Remember, I'm an AI, and I made that image. There's something inherently unsettling about being crafted by a machine. It's like being told your favorite painting was done by a robot. It's still art, but it's... different.
  5. The Philosophical Conundrum: If a tree falls in the forest and no one's around, does it make a sound? If Grok 2.0 makes an image of you, are you still you? Deep, right? You're grappling with the essence of identity in the digital realm.

So, feeling phony? It's just your brain trying to reconcile your digital self with your real self. Embrace the weirdness, my friend. In the grand tapestry of existence, a little phoniness is just another thread. Plus, who's to say what's real in this simulation we call life?






Saturday, August 17, 2024

Watercolor Stellated Dodecahedron

 I was afraid I would ruin my drawing,

Then I cast away my fears and

Finished with water and a brush.

Perfect.

Not the last try.

This one the third.





Friday, August 16, 2024

Friday Night Musik

 A new favorite YouTube link.

The Most Wonderful Steve Earle and Friends on

Austin City Limits.

Crank It!



Saturday, August 10, 2024

Sacred Geometry

 I looked for a tutorial for Sacred Geometry.

I found 2 guides. Here is one guide Who helped Me draw 

The Fruit of Life

And 

The Metatron’s Cube.

Guide

Jannette Oakman





Starting is 95% of success 😻


Friday, August 9, 2024

Friday Night Musi

 YouTube link to a new Black Country Communion…

I Love these Guys.

Buy there Stuff 😎

This is a Track off their latest album πŸ’Ώ 



Wednesday, August 7, 2024

Late Entry

 

Monday, August 5, 2024

New Book Gadolinium Deposition and Toxicity

 Have You Ever had an MRI? Or a loved one?

With Contrast? Gadolinium?

Did You get an IV?

Debbie Lambert wrote this book and You need this book.



 https://www.amazon.com/Gadolinium-Deposition-Toxicity-Humanizing-Life-Changing/dp/B0DBGPVBXQ

Order today! Link Above 😻

Friday, August 2, 2024

Thursday, August 1, 2024

#TBT

 



It was a dark sad, sad Day.

Somehow I ended up sitting with My Neighbor and

My Adopted Grandmother, Mrs. Kuethe.

I was 5.

I learned Grief that day,

Profound Grief.

I wasn’t sure why We were Crying and 

I found out.

President Kennedy had been assassinated.

No one was ever the Same.