Notices by tinydoctor (tinydoctor@mstdn.social)

@violetmadd@kolektiva.social @gerrymcgovern Not that I believe the evangelical screed AI becoming sentient and taking over the destruction of a livable planet while they enjoy their new indestructible robot bodies is anything but a fantasy/grift. The danger is the poisonous stupidity of these gormless nimnulls, promoted and protected by their money, and their desire to not save humanity from itself, but save themselves from humanity.

@georgemonbiot.bsky.social They are at least 35 years behind.

@gerrymcgovern I don't use Google search anymore, and have never have used Chat GBT. Nor do I use any the of AI doodads all the already enshittified BE EVIL/BURN THE PLANET/Silicon Valley AI co-religionist techlords are sticking on their front ends. And their ultimate ends are antihuman. I am a human, and thus their enemy. Just sayin' how I really feel.

@simsa03 "Require it" that is, doesn't require replacing the aqueous humor. I told Mrs. Dr. Omed of your plight, and that you'd rather go half-blind than get the recommended procedure, she said, "That's what a 6th (11-12yo) grader would say."

@simsa03 You are making me feel better about the result of the "retinal peel" on my left eye. I did have little black bats floating around in there for a bit, but they settled out or roosted somewhere, they're not flapping about in my field of vision anymore. I did have my aqueous humor replaced, so I have no floaters in my left eye. Still have floaties in the right eye, because the cataract surgery does not require it. But wow, my American docs are more competent than your German docs?

I don’t think this is true. But understanding that people •believe• it’s true — that the entirety of labor is about to be replaced by Mr. Data — is key to understanding this horrifying incarnation of investor capitalism in which we’re currently living.
https://m.ai6yr.org/@ai6yr/114495256962149084

@simsa03 Feels? Small? What does the doc say?

In my mother’s eyes I trust.
Pray that they never stop seeing through you.

Peace be with me

and also with you,
also with you.

Sinister engines of blown glass
pump neon through my waking dreams.

Peace be with me.

Unquiet ghosts go bump in my genes.
A murder of crows out of my blood comes knocking.

Peace be with me.

I know the secret.
I know that it is two secrets.

Peace be with me.

I put my serious head in the lap of Chaos
for hers is the sleep that breeds.

Peace be with me.

Even the most arcane forms of money
afford no protection.

Peace be with me.

2/...

My knife is a thin curved mirror
in which I can see my mother’s eyes.

Peace be with me.

I walk in the ways of whispers
a thousand grandmothers bleed.

Peace be with me.

I never pray except that I prey;
the silence of the Lord laughs all around.

Peace be with me.

The silver arcs of streetlights
are poised like surgeons’ needles.

Peace be with me.

I go lightfoot, leadfoot
into the land of permanent midnight.

Peace be with me.

1/...

A little taste of what I'm writing.

This is the story that I always tell. The story in my soul. Mutant ants.

:: Due to the high radiation levels, the limited gene pool, and the strange selective pressures of the low-gravity environment, only those daughters best suited to long periods of scarcity and exotic stresses would survive. The ants that endured were the ones best adapted to those peculiar artificial conditions and machines found in the habitat.
That had been nearly 20,000 years ago.

Mary, mother of true violet
lay on our pillow a sprig
of the rosemary pinned
to the drape
of Aphrodite’s shoulder
as she rose under the foam
in the form of the wave.

Mary, mother of sapphire
blue as spring steel
blue as a bruise
blue as aftershave
blue as an albino’s veins,
give us the temper,
the slake
not expressed by suns alone

tempered
by “the power to kill,
Without--the power to die”

The #quote at the end of the #poem is a steal from #EmilyDickinson

Mary, mother, blue as a gun
sail in shoes of bread
slake the blue peter
slake the drought
of Homer's wine dark sea
in ceaseless rosemary.

Mary, mother of all blues
give us the gift of screws,
the attar of needles,
bodkins not yet dreamt of
in Horatian philosophy.

Mary, mother indigo
pour for us the waters of Hungry
Ophelia took as cure,
the dew of Ourano’s dew,
bottled balm of Fierabras.

1/...

#poetry #blue #blues

Six hours after total knee replacement. Prehab works a wonder.

I think it's to keep my bald head warm. I thought it looked quite stylish, like the velvet hats on the subjects of renaissance portraits. The ornament is a blood oxygen sensor. Marvin the cyborg knee is doing great I can walk without the walker, though Mrs. Dr. Omed tells me not to overdo. The physical therapist visits tomorrow, we'll see what she thinks. The pain so far is mild, but I came home coked to the gills and gone manic to boot, so after the spinal block wears off, that may change.

It occurs to me that the difference between my reaction and your reaction to new lenses is my protanopia (Van Gogh eyes). I already saw more blue in the world. Blue can be bleak, but there are perhaps sterner joys in that end of the spectrum. There are blue angels too, less gregarious than other angels. Solitudes. Madness. Maybe Van Gogh's trouble came in part because he lived in the Blue World. She's a difficult lover. Grief is giving you a deep massage, as Tim Morton might say. Relax into it.

If you are dead, the dead savior commands you to rise and see. I know how Lazarus felt, because I've been commanded to rise and walk in the Blue World. Blue is bleak. Blue is beautiful. Der blaue Engel ist schrecklich. Put on your Van Gogh shades, and the harsh shadow behind you is the Blue Angel. We will walk together again, in this blue world.

I feel a poem coming on.

@simsa03

The lady of PT commanded me to rise and walk, and I did. Took a little walk (with the walker) round the corner, down the hall and back. Did some stairs. I think I lucked out, all the staff were kind and competent.. Smooth operation.

All dressed up and ready to go to surgery. Getting a new knee. While there’s still health care.

@simsa03 I don't think I got those lenses. Had I known that there were cheaper lenses, I would had advised you to get the upgrade. Frankly, I would have offered to pay for them. I didn't feel like I was fully informed by the doc who did the retinal peel, so I maybe know how you feel. I was pissed. I certainly would not recommend him or his clinic.