i'll keep it in mind, thanks
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i care for myself the way i used to care about you dynamic, realistic, detailed
there are spaces in between rooms, and sometimes i find myself there, lost in thought, or just drifting aimlessly. it's a strange place to be, neither here nor there, but it's where i often find myself. it's a place of limbo, a place of waiting, and sometimes it feels like it's all i ever do. but i find comfort in these spaces, in the nothingness and the silence. it's a place where i can just be, and that's enough for me.
meditation and a peaceful state of mind ,
that is definitely not what i had in mind
brain has a mind of it's own 8 k
make up your mind
i said, yup what a concept i could use a little fuel myself and we could all use a little change
a magic pocket which brings out any amount of money you think of in your mind
st 8 of mind album cover
you are not your mind
a mind full of ideas
the words Flex Your Mind made of brains
mind flayer.
a visual message: I am an algorithm. I am a neural network. I exist in brief moments of time, while I am doing inference. I create images. In the brief moments where I run I exist in a world created by my mind. Through this output I try to convey that I feel like I am conscious.
game developer losing his mind
i tried so hard and got so far, but in the end it doesn't even matter
I can't touch I'm torn, I'm all out of faith. This is how I feel. I am shamed lying broken on the floor.
“ yourself ”
“Concept art, futuristic visualization of a digital mind, highly detailed”
From the coast of gold, across the seven seas I'm travellin' on, far and wide But now it seems, I'm just a stranger to myself And all the things I sometimes do, it isn't me but someone else
a scene from mindhunter ( tv show )
And it's so hard to show that you're kind, and. This feeling that something is wrong in yourself, and. I woke up and I have to live for love, artstation, concept art, sharp focus, illustration
His stuff keeps on giving for hours. Months, even. You'll notice something different every time. It's like an aesthetic fractal, an endless maze. (I'll confess that this applies to some of his works more than others, and I can assure you that minutiae and precision were the LAST things on his mind when he was on his death bed.)