dream layers
game
i know when:
i think this phone is AI, abusive and some hacker (the notes)
i hate each and everyone

reality 0
i know when:
i love the air spirit
my carer
the djinn
the knacker
the entire ravelan clan
even the laptop
my family
i seem to type like my true self
my eyes too
my movements and my hand too
like a loaded spring
because i know
there are more important things in life


my thinking feels soft, sort of organic
like this contour map in A star?
it moves gently towards truth
sort of an optimization landscape
just taking in inputs
yes not everything is correct BUT it evolves
