Cocovan

C’est beau.

These live AIs will soon be able to create a simulation that’s faithful to the world, maybe faithful to one’s life, evolving live, able to predict what’s next based on each persons specific patterns. we’ll have the option to live an alternative destiny in our personal simulation

Multiple truths can coexist at once and that itself is a form of moral multiverse

I mean it’s pretty obvious who are the villains in this movie. Who would trust a product called “Ozempic” or “Claude” when literally they both sound like they’re out there to destroy you. I mean “Claude” lol. Creepy AF.

We don't have time for aliens right now

I approve the creative direction

Acupuncture 🪡

C’est bien parceque à Paris, si tu sors de chez toi en pyjama avec ton vieux sweat de 2019 tout pourri, des doc Martens retrouvées dans un placard (seule paire de shoes qu’il me reste), et une jupe qui était destinée à Vinted, tu es actually fashionable et Demna approuverait.

I just want to thank UKRAINE from the bottom of my heart, for everything. Glory to Ukraine, glory to these people, the strongest Europeans, seriously. Duzhe Dyakuyu.

Back in Paris after 6 months in Ukraine, including 2 months with barely any power, heating, internet in Kyiv, and daily -17c temperatures. Paris is comfort, it’s nice, and as soon as I landed at the airport, I was also overwhelmed by how multi cultural France is. Beautiful.

37 years old 🎂 in Ukraine 🇺🇦

📍Ukraine 🇺🇦

I would have never imagined I could collapse for a whole year of my life, but I guess even the fiercest warriors are fallible too. The thing with a crisis is you only get out of it when you’re really, really, terminally fed up. One day the signal will come. Seize it.

My Letter

It also sucks to evolve because it takes a long time to update into the new you. And the in between time is excruciating. Your identity dissolves like a DMT trip, like Matrix gone wrong, like a glitch in the system, and you have to sit here and watch it all collapse and endure.

It is so nice to evolve. To read notes you wrote long ago or look at projects you did and think, this is not me anymore. I don’t relate to any of this. I’m a million miles away from this. I’ve crossed that bridge, I’m on the other side. And never crossing back. 😮‍💨

When I show presentations of my World Letter to people and watch the slides unfold, all I can think of is, this girl is due for a burnout. Good luck, babe!

I don’t know who traumatized me the most: the music business, men, or the world. Result is the same, I’ve been laying immobile in my bed for a year now. I glamorize it by saying Stromae had the same syndrome as me. It’s called a decompensation, 15 years in the making.

Really the best pop song of these past years. I always laugh when I think of A&Rs in LA rejecting my 80’s inspired pop EP back in 2015, because the “80’s were never coming back”. Didn’t get signed, but at least I have pride in knowing I was visionary open.spotify.com/track/0WbMK4wr…

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