lately i’ll write whatever comes to mind and ask AI to rewrite it. The result is greater clarity on what I’m trying to express, even I do don’t see the point at the time of writing it. Paired together, the raw word stream and the sterile AI’s reworking of it, creates an intersection where what I’m really trying to communicate resides.
my stream of conscious reflections. rewrite. rewrite the feeling of exhausting, the feeling of having pushed yourself far out of your comfort zone, of staring fear in the eyes and discovering its power to reveal your cowardice. rewrite the desire to slow time and spend it with those i love. rewrite the want to create something that lasts, less of a legacy and more of a softness for others i love. rewrite the rumination and hours waited on the fear of what if scenarios, the soft footsteps on the surface of the ego of others for fear of harming them in any way. rewrite months that pass and a walk that brings life into stunning clarity in its simplicity. rewrite the moments of connections with people that have become not just a motivation but the thing which calls me from silence and makes me feel alive.
AI’s version of the same content. Revised: The overwhelming sensation of stepping outside one’s comfort zone, facing fear head-on, and recognizing its ability to highlight personal weaknesses. The longing to freeze time and cherish the moments spent with loved ones. The aspiration to create something meaningful, not for the sake of leaving a legacy, but to bring comfort to those close to the heart. The constant thoughts and anxieties about potential outcomes, the tender consideration for the feelings of others, and the avoidance of causing any harm. The passing of time and a simple walk that brings newfound clarity and appreciation for life’s simplicities. The powerful connections made with people that not only drive motivation but also bring a sense of aliveness from the silence.
A Life of Wonder 
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