I thought this was going to be about the glare of a white background.
I've had this too, elsewhere.
Viciously attacked as if a genocide denialist, for recounting my own story of surviving genocide.
... Like someone wants a monopoly on claim of genocide, like there's only one.
After three months on Linux, I don’t miss Windows at all
Me. 2004.
A reminder: You have retained all your skills and memory.
I realised I had a problem.
double new lines in lemmy seems the way.
- lists
- don't
- need the double
is what I've figured out so far.
... That.... I had not considered. That would be very weird. ... I'm starting to understand the compulsion to eat a nickel.
... I was breast fed. I appreciate that. Do I want to relive that with all my skills and knowledge from adulthood intact....? O_O The horror.
having all the skills, memory and mind of a fully mature person trapped in the body of a baby
Trapped?
I'd not be able to contain myself, and would speak, and ambulate, immediately... wowing people to such a spectacle... a talking dancing baby, who can espouse advanced philosophical notions, challenge people to reflect on their epistemology, and even warn of crooked ploys put upon the world. ... Oh dear... I did not want to become a religious icon.
I'm presuming the baby continues to grow up normally, and is not an eternal baby-body prison... and that "all the skills" includes psyche-motor skills. ... And best of both worlds, able to learn like a baby too, vividly retaining near everything, contrast to old-man brain (where decades of toxin accumulation and stress have impaired neurogenesis and learning capacity).
I think because of the idiomatic
What would you do with a second chance?
Did that already in my first time around, with my highschool crush, when we were in college together. A premature "I love you" bomb. 2nd chance, if getting to that same point, I'd have heeded that little voice in me warning "don't say it, not yet, you'll ruin it". Or at the very least, not wimp out after, and instead continue to pursue her.
As a talking baby, sure to garner a few followers.
Reminds of when I worked in advertising, "just doing my job" ["to the best of my abilities for my client"], until Bill Hicks saved me by telling me... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tHEOGrkhDp0
Can't get good from inside the machine.