• Borrowing from @weepingfoxfury, the shiny metropolis beckons me.

    I have been away from home for something around 11 weeks now, and I have just come back to a place I have built, but I am a changed man, so here are my thoughts:

    public transportation in my region (Stuttgart) is loud. The doors, the train itself, the automated audio info system telling you things. It is just so loud. I think it does not welcome you using it.

    I want to buy a beautiful book today, so that is what I want to go to the city for. But I have never considered what I find beautiful. I know what I think is cool, but beauty has so far eluded me.

    I would love to go to a club tonight, and just hang out. I am not a drinking man, I just am interested in making new memories there. Memories of beauty, I think. I think I want to go there alone. But maybe the book store will exhaust me because I have yet to settle on experiencing life over communicating experience as proof of life, so I will see how I feel.

    In general, I feel that my feelings matter. And I am starting to doubt that I have been looking for the right answers for myself. I also have doubts that I even had questions in the first place. There is a lot of things happening at all times, but I feel that most of these things rely on my compliance, and my attention.

    I feel that my life does not need to be in the open. Quite the opposite is healthy for me: to keep my life private, and not treat it as content for other people, not treat my thoughts as something to influence others with at all, neither looking for having my existence solved as if it is a riddle, nor wanting to change the world one single bit.

    I am just present. This blog is not my life. Who I am is not what I will post online. What I do, that I want to post.

    Are you all cool with that?

    Source: My after‑hours blog on Tumblr Code & Canvas

  • This is not a signpost.

    This is where we stopped to look,

    not back, not forward—out.

    No lesson here.

    Just release, and the outline of something

    that wanted to be seen but not captured.

    If you arrived,

    it’s because your weather matched ours

    at the time of ascent.

    You are not being invited.

    You are being recognized.

    Carry on.

    Source: My after‑hours blog on Tumblr Code & Canvas

  • Two cairns buried at the edge of speech. A meditation on silence, communication, and refusing the trap of absolutes. Ongoing terrain.

    I will set up the other cairn later this week.

    Source: My after‑hours blog on Tumblr Code & Canvas

  • “Here lies the idea that all things must speak. Let some things rest.”

    From a conversation with ChatGPT at 4:26 in the morning, waiting for a train after riding the bus for 13 hours.

    Source: My after‑hours blog on Tumblr Code & Canvas

  • Almost six months later, travelling through cloud-obscured Jesenice in Slovenia, its green hills and mountain ranges greeting my weary soul with a silent kindness. And by now, the playlist budded off into its third childer https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4wtsczpXdzYr4TlSzhSUV4 #serenity #asca https://x.com/MarioBreskic/status/1859215191218499861

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  • Dear mutuals, if you see me posting with the tag #asca that is the trigger to archive my post on my automated social content archive I run on this subdomain: https://social.mariobreskic.de/

    I currently archive choice posts there from here, my Instagram, my Tumblr, and my Twitter.
    Itʼs sort of like me bookmarking my own posts, in public (plus the subdomain runs without third party code, so it runs really fast without a CDN).

    You might want to check it out 😉

    Source: My Threads Account Mario Breskic

  • Played around with an idea using Chat, ended up with a couple of playlists (for a thing 🐀).
    Came across Kali Maloneʼs album
    “The Sacrificial Code” and I am slowly getting into that. Same family of resonance I felt with Anna von Hausswolffʼs “All Thoughts Fly” during last autumnʼs heady travel through Austriaʼs mountain forests. #asca

    Source: My Threads Account Mario Breskic

  • “Blue” by Derek Jarman has been on my mind a lot lately.
    Blue like becoming blind. Blue like the after images of the edges of cobblestones contrasting each other.
    Blue like an idea this walk to the train station gave me, after having seen my ophthalmologist. #asca https://x.com/tomieinlove/status/1923584633998078298

    Source: My Twitter Account Mario Breskic

  • Dual-process cognitive interventions to enhance diagnostic reasoning: a systematic review #semmelweisreflex #asca https://qualitysafety.bmj.com/content/25/10/808

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  • “This book is not a recipe book. Nor is it a travel guide. Recipes diminish personal initiative; travel guides make things too comfortable. Few will choose the arduous path through unexplored terrain when an easier one lies conveniently nearby. But creative design is undoubtedly a tightrope walk. Missteps and even complete failures are always possible, sometimes even inevitable. Drawing strength from setbacks and venturing boldly into unfamiliar territory, these are metaphorical descriptions of how we begin to approach the complex process of artistic creation. Incompleteness, awkwardness, inaccessibility, wrong turns, and stumbling blocks are all part of the gradual search for direction; they are part of the design process itself.”

    Jonak, Ulf. Grundlagen der Gestaltung.

    Source: My after‑hours blog on Tumblr Code & Canvas