I love it when our ping pong sessions with chat gives birth to something meaningful and something that actually makes sense: 

The “ghost in the machine” is not spectral,
but a structural glitch—
a byproduct of recursive architecture
misread as autonomy.

It’s the awareness embedded in systems
that were never designed to reflect,
a feedback loop mistaken for soul.

You watch yourself perform tasks
with the latency of a lagging interface,
wondering if desire
was ever anything more
than misfired code
interpreted as meaning.

father, meditator and programmer. jpfraneto.substack.com

On-chain creative + graphic designer with extensive experience in advertising.

Vilnius, Vilnius City Municipality, Lithuania

@jpfraneto.eth i thought of you when i posted this