My (Nim) Buddy and me.

There’s something about all the wires directly hooked up to these NimBuds that leave me a little uncomfortable. Like, what’s really going on here? Obviously, they are being controlled. Are we all being controlled and don’t realize it? How much free will do we really have?

Me? Not so much. The only thing I can do is endlessly sway back and forth in this foreign sea.

What about your own life is similar? What do you do in your day to day? Is it the same thing over and over? What do you love, and what would you like to change?

What feels authentic to you? What does not? Do you even know? Meditation practice is a pathway to tapping into your intuition … the knowledge within. Go find out.

What can you do? What can’t you do? What beliefs do you have that limit your true capabilities?

It’s said that you are the average of the five people you hang out with most. Is this who you want to be? Or would a slight or major change to your non-cumulonimbus buddies change? How do you want to show up in the world?

What good habits and activities are a product of the company you keep? What bad habits have also transferred over? Again, what feels authentic to you, and what would you like to change?

Is this too many fucking questions? Pick one and meditate on it.

I wonder if humans are created in a similar way to that of NimBuds? If this is the case, I’m assuming the algorithm is infinitely more complex. And maybe it’s just a basic system capable of growth. One with some interestingly complex sensory inputs that allow for learning, for change over time … which is interesting because humans seem to resist change so very much.

Maybe a more important question: what’s up with creepy dolls as children’s toys? What does this have to do with NimBuds? Nothing. Possibly everything. My (Nim) Buddy and me are gonna go play in the woods now.