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@elonmusk We should actually quit changing it and actually give it time to work. Unless someone has a genuine critique on what needs to be fixed about it.

@elonmusk There’s people on here that get 100s of likes & complain about the algo when they’re down 10. Then theres people who been on here for years and get less than 10 likes and never complain. Cant say the tweets suck because there is something for everyone here. People post i shit 🚀

Major update to the 𝕏 AI recommendation algorithm rolling out next week. This will be open sourced at the same time.

@TiffanyFong 😂😂 japan needs me

Japan needs you.

The eyes are getting closer to my vision

@Goddessella1030 Yes goddess

Kneel properly when you greet me, pet. My whip already knows your name.

@thetruevermin 😂😂

yarın bayramda sizi yemeye, pardon, yani yemeğe davet ediyorum 😈hadi hayırlı geceler 💤

Three hosts. Three kazoos. Zero self-control. Yeah… it’s happening. 😂 𝗗𝗿𝗼𝗽 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗠𝗶𝗰 🎙️ TONIGHT 8 PM ET Me 🫳🏼 @Stashr69 🎤 + @JoolzAudio 💥 If you’ve ever wanted to witness pure musical chaos… this is your sign 👀 RSVP ➡️ twitter.com/i/spaces/1rGmq…

@RaminNasibov A good Director can take any story and make a great film

What makes a film truly great, the story or the director?

@BecauseSheena Ease up. Everytime ive heard u youve done great.

I give myself a hard time about not being a better speaker but I’ve really come a long way. A little over 11 years ago I could hardly speak at all without stuttering or getting so overwhelmed speaking that I would cry. I’m really grateful for the program that helped me. 🥰

@EmilyLazar_SM Was just saying this to myself to other day.

@mistrixmax 😂😂

Men will do a cold plunge to convince themselves they can do hard things before they learn empathy towards other human beings

carlito played a song in the space. it really hit home. a light moving fast and to slow down. ive been told 1000 times and refuse but this time was like bro u are at a great moment in life to learn and get better. talking to people who have been doing their craft for decades.

@draculangelica Definitely looking forward to it

LFG

@his4Everz Study it. Imitate it. Screenshot it. Wgdaf

When a female musician plays a song she is my imaginary gf until the song is over

@thematrixwizard Last time i had a poa the #2 guard fell off right as i wascabout to hit the side of my head and it shaved it completely off. After that i said no more.

Art is like a legendary item you acquire during a quest

Im excited

Double down. Let them talk. Don't let it shock you, the shadows stalk to keep tabs, through the impressions left in the hearts of those closest. A test at both ends. Endurance, and empathy, can the two ends meet? Or will one rise while the other drifts to burn in? Only time can tell, nay, Intention, I say... Life tests what we say, for integrity, before grafting them into the blessing, the seeker extends, for a glass of water, Let their breath bless lest the hand offering it leave it poisoned with sour extensions. Giving, but not happy about it, expected more for less... Riches, dressed in rags, at the mercy of this place, so I could see, just how it treats those in need, at their lowest... an unseen existence, until they understand, the meaning of being a murderer for simply sending hatred toward someone, for something you perceive... What. A. Dis. Ease... virtue signalling, while chewing their neighbors good name up... it isn't just the elite, who practice cannibalism, I came in of the mind, all would do right if given the opportunity to save a life... Believed it until life came with its knifes edge. Took some training to see, all things exist, what we hate and love, becomes us... Now I know something littler bernies disagree with. Most would act in their own ways, as as the obscene wealth might gain/give access with, especially if their loved ones lives depended on it...and while I'm nailed to the reality of this. A chameleon wrestling free of old skins... vulnerable to become them. So I find the cave, and rithe in peace. Lest all else, see me for shattered pieces. I can't help but nod back to millenia behind me, understanding sweetly extended. To hate, it to murder a being. Cells differentiate not between, me, and reflection, in unison. Then I have to turn in, to the degree needed to see me, in what I force-fed opinion, offering undue judgment, over a thing I knew nothing of... Like the running cleats, left of the bench, next to me, if you need these, feel free. So much to say, no words needed, we dance over the keys, letting the neoclassical soothe me. I close my eyes and let them do their thing, resting in the state of nothing needed, content. Everything extended then is witnessed through the lense of a deep breath. Deemed perfect by life, who am I to think less, show me all shapes for their best geometries, potential endless, let the light catch the beauty just right. As it is, let it be to me, each day everything in perfect moderation, not as I think it to be, but to infinity and beyond this version by end day. Together, they spin, climb the spine, seat, chest, neck, weavy the vine, let the tree rise and the canopy come on line, let the sun shine as the beat combusts, into heat and electricity, the symphony hums to into de light, until all inside combine into a unified field of existence, harmony, a silken fabric, all eyes inside activated, to witness, the golden gene, shaken awake in each, until all are one and the same thing light becomes the contents, a constellation of dreams. One to the next, connected, into perfect communication, synergy, as life meant it to be, the stones rolled, bought, souled, told, and molded grotesquely. I let my hands run over their surface, reinventing the meaning of feeling... anything. I let it. I drift off to sleep, seeing this rendition, resting on the pyre lulled by the tide, warmed by the flames, licking the wood bundled beneath. Lips breath a final thank you, as she joins to infinity. Rocked to eternal sleep, making room for the version who knows exactly what she's doing as she stretches awake from me, in the morning, should the sun choose to rise, this rendition, synced with bliss. Grateful to simply exist, as the next tears free ready for the day, all residue of past versions, slipped free from, like dead skins turned to stained-glass windows, a new view to see through. left lovingly in the sands of timelessness. #poem