QJD design studio AI heist

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QJD design studio is an architectural design studio run by Quinton Damstra in muizenberg, cape town, south africa.

Noticed AI with some help can and is over writing the narrative.

I dropped the J in the middle of the 2 names when writing down as i noticed someone else doing it. And by association i didn't want to be associated. The J is for james.

Ive frighteningly noticed AI with some possible help can and is over writing my creative narrative of who QJD from muizenberg is. The initials are not even the same.  

Fortunately artistic creativity is with the eye of the wielder, thats very fortunately. One can fraudulently now by deviantly rendering facts differently and AI can overwrite all true reality. AI can now easily help with that heist of good peoples creative work. Typing in my over 30 year run QJD design studio into google. AI gave a narrative of another quinton as the creative personage behind the 30 years of real hard earned creative blood sweat and tears. Whether that chap is complicent or not is secondary to the complete ease that you can be completely completely erased out your own creative digital art work. 

Should this scare you? 

Absolutely it should. If people will fake they have ability as an artist and a creative using AI. The same type of people will fake being you, Stolen Valor Brigaders, SVB sounds like a sexually transmitted disease. It is exactly that, vile pirates and pleabecian blue blistering barnicle nuckleheads. Im not threatened by someone faking my creative ability. Im fortunately  sufficiently creatively artisticly insane enough to be on my own in that arena. Im just amazed that anyone would want to digitally over write me. However in such a phoney fake world governed by snake oil salesman, gun runners and dystopian AI system architects of doom. Fake is the only constant to this reality. Phoney specialists specialising in fake frauds. This might be my last post before AI and its phoney controllers rewrite everything digitally real about me. Im just glad my form of creative insanity is unique unto to me. No fraud stolen artistic valor specialist can fake my form of creatively insane artistic design process. Good luck actually drawing my style of creative madness. I have all my original by hand work safely stored As proof to the real. The big eye lifters are a complete joke to all legitimate creative design artists. Tsek ekse.

AI and its soon to be vast gunship drone robotic control army is the future of all biological flesh control mechanisms. Dont believe otherwise. We all will soon be completely erased by the AI mechanisms being carefully put in place. Those we look up to now for being the incredibly wealthy architects of our completely shackled future. Will have their statues ripped down in years to come and dumped in the sea. As the architecture of this absolute control becomes obviously manifest to us all. Reset and restart will be the mantra of the great suppressed and unwashed. 

Humanity is right now being herded into boxes, herded into busses and shipped out of areas for whatever plausible reason. (Its on the news) First sign of the dystopian 1984 future. AI gunship drones, and robotic wealthy minders planning all this for now invisible action. All flesh is about to be completely suppressed. It's the architecture of the new 1 dimensional hard edge AI machine reality.

In Russia, AI led gunship drones are butchering people like a cattle slaughter. Its not being made common knowledge because the horror of it would cause an early reaction for a system not fully in place as yet. An AI  system nobody, no human is accountable for. Just a hard ware controlled mechanism out of the sky drone robot. Controlled by a software AI system. It's real, and its currently hear being carefully put in place around you.

Watch how people are butchered and nobody will care to help. Helping puts a target on your back to be gunship robotic AI erased yourself.

Thats a bankable fact. 

Me being erased from my own digital creative artistic narrative by AI is nothing as to what reality will bring now. Im suddenly not at all cared about being over written on the net, forgotten, not given credit for the rubbish i artistically create or design. Im running for the hills, im exploring hacking face recognition software and living out in the dark misty mountains. 

Herding humans into busses is the first sign of trains to the chambers. Who i wonder is in control of that narrative?

AI or the select few architects of the new world order control system?

Understanding star light?

The Past happened that we now all see,

Starlight exploding planets debri.

Billions of years light speed travel,

Events happened time now unravels.

We all specs of dust in a vortex,

Creation born from deep love complex.

Mirror the love you have been given,

Duty born is righteously driven. 

Dynamic fire super nova past,

Present honor with love hold fast.

Lucid the night dynamic the day,

Unraveled future into lifes fray. 

What we now see is not understood,

Faith my friend, is always doing good.

 

Architecture is poetry

I wrote the below in 2008, the design idea conceptual fundamentals have not changed. The energy wains, ones focus drifts. But i still feel this for wildetecture design style ideal. Good to remind oneself of the deep roots. Good to realign with ones original creative ethos. 

2008

When next in a large metropolis observe that most structures and buildings engulfing you are possibly ornate, beautiful, monolithic. However most of these buildings lack a certain dynamic energy. It is similar when comparing most art with a Van Gogh painting or a Caravaggio, the difference in artistic creative dynamic energy is staggeringly obvious. Or When you compare thought provoking poetry to a made in china instruction manual, you have words to simply convey instruction and words to start the blood pumping - To incite a revolution of thought.

The very same is true when comparing most sculpture with Dylan Lewis"s or Surprise Shako Mkhize's Work. These artists have bridged the gap between dynamic sculpture and static technically correct objects. There is art to fill a crochet minute, and art to fill generations of poets, designers and creative artists with enthralled enthusiasm and dreams of an impossible future. The wildetecture design styles main objective is to create designs that are not dull static, that are daring and unashamedly vibrant and bold - Capturing the blur representing movement in the comic strip. Designs that appear to be moving, changing, Design that appears to be something else from afar. Concepts enbodied by Disintegration of Perspective, perceived kinetic architecture, architectural shadow projection - The illusion of movement in static structure is this bold way forward. The wildly elusive Trompe-l'oeil in architecture.

As the futurists and cubist painters began to portray perveived movement in the static 100 years ago. Our generation needs to pick up on this dynamic artistic expression and carry the concept further. In Pursuit of a non static architecture and design. Perceived KINETIC-ISM, Movement or the expression of movement within the static is what sets average sculpture apart from great. And this concept is what will make great architecture magnificent. Cities that are a coat of arms or a human fingerprint - bonding the inhabitants by something far more than just an on the ground architectural style. The out of africa wildetecture style encapsulates these dynamic wild possibilities.

Truth Vine

The whithered fruit in a vineyard field,

Vine stops producing its quantities yield.

The vines rights will now be repealed.

Fruitless broken dusted freewheeled.

The fate of the vine is now sadly sealed.

Vines productivity is all over keeled.

Left asunder and insecurity reeled.

A harvister comes his might must wield.

A single leaf of truth his wrath will shield.

Workers with no faith wildly squealed.

hard outer rotten flesh now deeply peeled.

The workers with deep faith all but kneeled.

Only by love is real truth revealed.

Only by faith do we spiritually feel.

Rejuvenated vines fate aligned with zeal.

The vine aspires by faith to be fully healed.

Wealths common curse

The prudent build wealth for generations hence.

Rest of us live behind daily survivals limited fence.

Those sheltered by wealth of ancestors knowing.

Insecure to now harvest new future fields for the sowing.

In challenges we grow out of deep desperation.

Creativity of knowing the depths of realities starvation. 

The rest spiritually look for lifes hard solutions.

Needing to experience life in all of its raw revolutions.

Solitary barricaded behind banks walls & immense wealth.

Mixing with the unlettered & ordinary brings immense health. 

Sheltered wealth builds distrussed in solitary hemmed confines.

The beauty of life is a shared rest of folks mingling running rhymes.

The real value of this life is not a gold chest treasure.

Its realising people, not things, will bring us immense pleasure. 

QJD

Life.

Screaming wild eyes fierce with perplexity.

Gaping seeing mouth full of verocity.

Starved broken heart full of anxiety.

Mind drenched in a deep self pity.

Peacable hands trying to be filled with generosity.

Perpetuating this human cycle gathering velocity.

All the above is a life saturated with immense curiosity. 

Seek to spiritually align our life with a fierce integrity.

Measured steps

Far beyond a blood moon sky.

A split second thought within a minds eye.

The measured stepping stones of this life.

Beckoning dark boiling pools of trouble and strife.

Why does our will and our desires,

Keep luring us towards wild destructive fires?

Planned foot aligned feet carefully placed.

Coordinates our life @ a measured safe pace.

The lure of activity in chaos we still seek.

Drowns out planned actions that we glibly speak.

Wisdom is keeping focused on this lifes prize.

Pathway steps inline with spirituality realised.