Drilly

When I was a kid, I would close my eyes while the nanites reconfigured the room - pretending afterwards that I had really gone to a different place.

Exclusively knowing the combination to a lock is one bit of Godhood

Honk if you love butterflies, deep and unfaltering, until you are joined by the hosts of Michael at World's end and all men are awed and afraid.

This is from when I tried to photograph how loud it was, and, given the circumstances, I think I did a pretty good job.

Take pictures of your coffee cups - you love them.

Conversation between ex-lovers: "... I started speaking The One Language God Can't Understand." " :) You would."

On my homeworld of Hygiene-Ultra, my father is a blue-glove: a medical professional.

Here's where I keep my horrible chattering insect noise. IT'S VERY LOUD.

To frustrate your magic, you are given a cognitive restraining order which prevents you from conceiving of forms within 100 semantic units of a pinecone.

Using simpler ethics is not always worse: more constraining hyper-parameters can help prevent overfitting to your past actions.

I mean literally.

Awareness is a beam which increases probability of influence from one's will. Roughly: angels positively, demons negatively. Humanity is a cosmic magnifying glass.

Hide things from your friends it's very funny

The ebb and flow of how many animals humanity is aware of

horror was the decapitated flamingo stark with sadness and so clearly labeled

You get your capital W when you're not judgeable for not being judgeable, and beyond that, I don't understand.

You're trapped in the bad blue 3d science model dimension, and the only thing you can't learn is how to get out.

The demon's proximity is only signalled by a sudden desire for things to be quieter.

Superpower: whenever you move your arms, it makes karate noises