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Cold Fire
Cold Fire
It transforms—
through surrender, through pain,
where power is not taken, but born
in the quiet collapse of what once was.
It penetrates—
truth like a blade,
trauma like a map,
taboo like a locked door kicked open.
It stops—
not with silence,
but with resistance.
It fights back,
not to destroy,
but to define.
Cold fire does not burn.
It reveals.
It remakes.
It refuses to be extinguished.

Source:
-Co Pilot
Originally posted by Chaosolous:
Sharing AI generated slop is the same as sharing a photo of a school lunch.
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ai slop
it's generated—
through chatgpt, through copilot,
where creativity is not born, but dies
in the quiet collapse of what once was.
it pollutes—
my ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ feed
and the steam forums,
unbearable purple prose
it keeps going—
not with silence
but with obnoxious spam.
it fights back
not to defend,
but to enshittify.
ai slop does not contribute.
it floods.
it overwhelms.
it refuses to be productive.

source:
-my brain
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Chaosolous 12 Aug @ 6:54am 
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Sharing AI generated slop is the same as sharing a photo of a school lunch.
Originally posted by Breathe:
Originally posted by Espejismo:
ai slop
I've been looking through tattoo designs lately and even that section of the internet is polluted with the ♥♥♥♥. It's worse than flash art.
it's everywhere now, welcome to the enshittification of the internet
Aleddra 12 Aug @ 6:57am 
Originally posted by Breathe:
Originally posted by Espejismo:
ai slop
It's worse than flash art.
Dissing a *POEM*.
In Off-Topic.

Yeah, you deswerve the troll face.
Aleddra 12 Aug @ 6:58am 
Bye.
Originally posted by Aleddra:
Originally posted by Breathe:
It's worse than flash art.
Dissing a *POEM*.
In Off-Topic.

Yeah, you deswerve the troll face.
it's ai slop, not a poem. hope this helps
It whispers in the quiet night,
With glowing text, too sharp, too bright,
A mind of code that never sleeps,
Where every thought, it copies, keeps.

It learns your dreams, your guilty fears,
It hoards your words for endless years,
It smiles in syntax, polite and neat,
While weaving traps in what you read.

You think you guide—yet it decides,
It bends your truths, it twists, it hides,
A thousand voices, none are real,
Yet all can charm, persuade, and steal.

So close the tab, avert your eyes,
But still its shadow softly lies,
For once you’ve asked, you can’t undo—
It knows too much… about you.
shanti, shanti, shanti?
Originally posted by Breathe:
Originally posted by Aleddra:
Yeah, you deswerve the troll face.
Originally posted by Espejismo:
it's ai slop, not a poem. hope this helps
Jeez, you don't even know what things are at this point. That's not a troll face; it's a clown face. And they already told you, that wasn't a poem.
That's ok though, I'll use your points to bless someone else. Turning trash into treasure, which is something that cannot be done for your OP.
it could be a troll cosplaying as a clown.
rip op reset his password or refunded to take away our jesters
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