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suicidemonkey
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Why the fuck do I waste hours of my day writing autistic prompts for AI like this, I'm thinking about all this philosophical shit while Chad slays beckies at a club in the city:
"what is the name for the phenomenon where a person is so analytical of themselves to the point where they frequently question their reality, they feel as though they are in a constant state of analysis paralysis, cannot establish any coherent sense of self, cannot relate to others in the sense of having "normal" struggles or problems that are concretely grounded in reality, cannot trust themselves deep down to the point where they frequently feel hollow, deeply fear the prospect of being void of any "human" identity and feel perpetually fixated on a constant never-ending search for answers that leaves them in an engulfing state of confusion about themselves? The perfect mix between self-awareness and doubt about what truly exists within themselves. They are aware of the "puppeteer" behind the scenes when they should not be, but the question of where the story of the play originated remains ambiguous. His movements are swift and effortless, he has no awareness of himself yet every action is calculated and intense."
"what if they feel isolated to the point where it's almost as though they are constantly being gaslit. It often feels easy to play off their intense thoughts as mere products of "overthinking", but at the same time there is this almost "eerie" sense that many of their ideas represent perspectives that they simply can't shut away. These are perspectives that contain real depth, the "foreign" observer becomes central to one's identity and the power of the mind is frightening."
One second I'll be thinking about fucking some hoes, the next I'm writing this autistic philosophical shit for no reason.
"what is the name for the phenomenon where a person is so analytical of themselves to the point where they frequently question their reality, they feel as though they are in a constant state of analysis paralysis, cannot establish any coherent sense of self, cannot relate to others in the sense of having "normal" struggles or problems that are concretely grounded in reality, cannot trust themselves deep down to the point where they frequently feel hollow, deeply fear the prospect of being void of any "human" identity and feel perpetually fixated on a constant never-ending search for answers that leaves them in an engulfing state of confusion about themselves? The perfect mix between self-awareness and doubt about what truly exists within themselves. They are aware of the "puppeteer" behind the scenes when they should not be, but the question of where the story of the play originated remains ambiguous. His movements are swift and effortless, he has no awareness of himself yet every action is calculated and intense."
"what if they feel isolated to the point where it's almost as though they are constantly being gaslit. It often feels easy to play off their intense thoughts as mere products of "overthinking", but at the same time there is this almost "eerie" sense that many of their ideas represent perspectives that they simply can't shut away. These are perspectives that contain real depth, the "foreign" observer becomes central to one's identity and the power of the mind is frightening."
One second I'll be thinking about fucking some hoes, the next I'm writing this autistic philosophical shit for no reason.
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