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2009.12.24 16:54 marquis_of_chaos FoodForThought: Intellectual Nourishment
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2016.07.19 18:08 joncology Two Sentence Science Fiction Stories
Your mission is to make the most thought provoking science fiction story/premise using only 2 sentences that can either captivate the reader or scare them using science fiction themes. What do you have, space cadets?
2008.08.17 03:54 Neutral News. Current events from reputable sources.
A community dedicated to a polite and empirical discussion of current events. For a more in-depth discussion of political issues that are *not* current events, please see our sister subreddit /NeutralPolitics.
2024.05.16 05:27 leahnch What do you think about Master of Computer Science program?
Hi guys, I'm considering doing Master of CS at USYD and there are still a few things holding me back so I thought I'd look for the public opinions out here, hoping to frame a better picture of what the learning environment is like. For starters, I have non-cognate backgrounds, this is my first formal attempt to learn C, R, SQL,... and the likes of networking, data structures, database management... I know some basic programming with Python and am refreshing my rusty math skills though. My intention is to specialize in data science (further going into ML/AI) but this is the only program I could enroll in with a BA degree. So here are my questions: 1. Looking through the program, I feel like it's pretty heavy on the networking & programming side, and the chances to escape into the world of ML/AI appear limited, even with the specialization counted in. For those who are pursuing the same path - do you think the networking and other foundational subjects worth your time? And how do you learn math and ML if not through the official curriculum? 2. The school doesn't offer an integrated internship subject like a few others, is it easy to get one during the 1st year summer? Any constraints for intl students you've seen? 3. Most of the courses have group work components, how's your peers' learning attitude? I'm hoping it's appropriate as this ain't no easy major to study 4. Any networking opportunities / job fairs for CS folks held on campus? 5. Are the professors good - as in do they seem passionate about their speciality, possess good pedagogical skills, and are open to inquiries after lectures? 6. For serious students out there, if you were to rate your efforts invested in the program overall, what would be the ratio of homework + textbook/slides studying + notes reviewing versus self research? Thanks a lot!!!
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2024.05.16 05:23 Pungicity A Book, Dead Human Fish Eyeballs, Dead Human eyeballs. R/196 and Pee
In the middle of reading a short story in a book; A Paleozoic Palimpset, From The 55th Anniversary Issue of "Fantasy & Science Fiction" I wanted to understand why some people I come across in life seemingly have empty eyes. Eyes like those of a fish you see on ice at a market. These people are very uncommon. This Thought had nothing to do with the book at all, is it Funny how the human mind works? Wanting to figure out why there were people like this on this planet. I googled my question like any normal person. "why do some peoples eyes look dead" I searched. I did not find my answer. Does anyone know of these dead human fish eyes?
Instead I found a link, A link that made me question my innocence. This Link. This Post was the gate way into this subreddit and I am glad it brought me here. The story I am reading is about a bunch of sandstone slabs in the middle of nowhere. The stone is soft and can be scraped into almost with a finger nail ( not recommended). On the slabs anyone can write anything they want. forieng writing inbetween the vertical spaces of preexisting sentences. Of course weathering and the feeling to erase occurs. Leaving space for new text.
What a interesting occurrence of events and destinations I have experienced. Im happy to join this subreddit. Synchronicity Should never be ignored. Now I need to Pee, and after that. I will pick up my book again. Good Night.
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Instead I found a link, A link that made me question my innocence. This Link. This Post was the gate way into this subreddit and I am glad it brought me here. The story I am reading is about a bunch of sandstone slabs in the middle of nowhere. The stone is soft and can be scraped into almost with a finger nail ( not recommended). On the slabs anyone can write anything they want. forieng writing inbetween the vertical spaces of preexisting sentences. Of course weathering and the feeling to erase occurs. Leaving space for new text.
What a interesting occurrence of events and destinations I have experienced. Im happy to join this subreddit. Synchronicity Should never be ignored. Now I need to Pee, and after that. I will pick up my book again. Good Night.
2024.05.16 05:11 Which-Middle2666 I hate my major but the major I want might not take me
I am about to end my sophomore year as an information science major. One of the classes it required is psychology. In highschool psychology was my favorite course but everyone told me not to do it, you won’t be “successful.” Now I wished I never listened to anybody and pursued it from the beginning because as I took psychology I regained my interest in it. Now I have to retake 2 courses required for the psychology major but it’s a limited program which has a rule where you can only retake 1 required course. Now I already repeated calculus, so in addition I would have to retake the starter psyc course and biology to get the grade I need. I feel stuck because I hate technology so much I wish I never chose it. I didn’t know what I wanted to do I felt so lost in the beginning and flunked all my classes now I’m stuck doing what I hate, and the worst part i know they will reject me which would end up in an appeal and every advisor and person is like good luck getting that appeal approved. Should I retake the courses and appeal and risk wasting my time and money? Because I would be taking summer courses which is an addition thousand. Or just lay it to rest?
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2024.05.16 03:18 Starrybellatrix Writing a story about a character with electrokinetic abilities who starts off with a low electrical output, what are some ways to pull this off?
Obviously there will be some stretches given the fictitious nature and the breaking of some big natural laws, but I want to at least try to show a thin veneer of realism in the electricity itself.
Let's say the character starts out weak, level one, and can just power a microwave, an oven, a car battery, etc.—utilities that require both low volts and amperes.
(Forgive me in advance I'm still learning about how electricity works.) Let's say, starting off, the character can generate and manipulate around 900-1,000 volts and 20-30 amperes at most. How powerful is that for starters? I'm assuming it could kill another human. Fry various appliances? Shut down a car?
I am aware that it wouldn't be enough to generate a flashy arc of electricity in the air (which I read would be a million volts minimum) like you see with most electrokinetics in fiction.
Which sets the initial challenge for the character: that they could only deliver their power through touch. Would they still be able to attack from a distance by channeling it through the ground? Soil? Across wet puddled ground? Along metal, be it pipes or walls of sheet metal?
This last question is ludicrous, but I have to know. Could they send the electricity through the air by throwing a charged metal object (like if they electrified a piece of metal then hurled it?)? They do have a general immunity to electricity, but I've yet to address heat. Or "electrify/power-up" a shotgun shell so the shot has more impact? Or it wouldn't really work like that at all? :/
I'm trying to be creative while also wanting to convey a little realism because the science of it all fascinates me. If you take the time to read and give input, thank you from the bottom of my heart.
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Let's say the character starts out weak, level one, and can just power a microwave, an oven, a car battery, etc.—utilities that require both low volts and amperes.
(Forgive me in advance I'm still learning about how electricity works.) Let's say, starting off, the character can generate and manipulate around 900-1,000 volts and 20-30 amperes at most. How powerful is that for starters? I'm assuming it could kill another human. Fry various appliances? Shut down a car?
I am aware that it wouldn't be enough to generate a flashy arc of electricity in the air (which I read would be a million volts minimum) like you see with most electrokinetics in fiction.
Which sets the initial challenge for the character: that they could only deliver their power through touch. Would they still be able to attack from a distance by channeling it through the ground? Soil? Across wet puddled ground? Along metal, be it pipes or walls of sheet metal?
This last question is ludicrous, but I have to know. Could they send the electricity through the air by throwing a charged metal object (like if they electrified a piece of metal then hurled it?)? They do have a general immunity to electricity, but I've yet to address heat. Or "electrify/power-up" a shotgun shell so the shot has more impact? Or it wouldn't really work like that at all? :/
I'm trying to be creative while also wanting to convey a little realism because the science of it all fascinates me. If you take the time to read and give input, thank you from the bottom of my heart.
2024.05.16 03:07 Yassicasax 22 [F] Anywhere - Blondie looking for mature and experienced men
Hello everyone! My name is Anna, I am 22 years and from the Netherlands (but casting my web worldwide as I will explain later). I’m blonde, quite tall with 5’7” and I am quite active. I love to go snowboarding, wakeboarding, and you can often find me in the gym or on the treadmill.
Right now I am finishing my undergrad in life sciences. Once I’m done later this year I have two deep wishes. 1) I finally want to visit Asia! I love traveling but never made it there. 2) I want to spend a few weeks in the USA exploring different cities because I’d love to do my postgrad somewhere there. I studied one semester in the UK which was incredible and I hope to do this again but now in the USA.
As to what ‘type’ I’m into it’s quite broad. Well I am generally attracted to older guys, or at least guys who are mature enough to know what they want and have a good conversation. I’m not gonna put an exact number on it but if you could be my dad we’re still ok, if you could be my grandad probably not lol. I’m also usually not really into K-pop type of guys who are all stylised and perfect. I’m more into guys next door, like someone who could be your friendly neighbour or someone you run into in the supermarket lol. Also - not a must - but I like guys with a bit of meat around the bones.
More details about me. I guess I’m a typical Dutch person lol. I love cheese, I cycle everywhere, and I can be quite straight to the point (if it’s too direct you can totally just tell me straight to my face). I also looove spicy food. Last month I tried Sichuan food for the first time and my mind and taste buds were blown away. I've also started trying to learn Mandarin last year but it's damn hard.
If you’re interested to just get to know each other then please reach out. Since I do have a few travel plans I’d be happy to talk to people all over the world because you might become my reason to visit your city or country haha. As a few conversation starters, here are some suggestions:
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Right now I am finishing my undergrad in life sciences. Once I’m done later this year I have two deep wishes. 1) I finally want to visit Asia! I love traveling but never made it there. 2) I want to spend a few weeks in the USA exploring different cities because I’d love to do my postgrad somewhere there. I studied one semester in the UK which was incredible and I hope to do this again but now in the USA.
As to what ‘type’ I’m into it’s quite broad. Well I am generally attracted to older guys, or at least guys who are mature enough to know what they want and have a good conversation. I’m not gonna put an exact number on it but if you could be my dad we’re still ok, if you could be my grandad probably not lol. I’m also usually not really into K-pop type of guys who are all stylised and perfect. I’m more into guys next door, like someone who could be your friendly neighbour or someone you run into in the supermarket lol. Also - not a must - but I like guys with a bit of meat around the bones.
More details about me. I guess I’m a typical Dutch person lol. I love cheese, I cycle everywhere, and I can be quite straight to the point (if it’s too direct you can totally just tell me straight to my face). I also looove spicy food. Last month I tried Sichuan food for the first time and my mind and taste buds were blown away. I've also started trying to learn Mandarin last year but it's damn hard.
If you’re interested to just get to know each other then please reach out. Since I do have a few travel plans I’d be happy to talk to people all over the world because you might become my reason to visit your city or country haha. As a few conversation starters, here are some suggestions:
- What’s your name and age?
- Can you describe your looks and body type?
- Which country in Asia should I absolutely travel to after graduation and why?
- What’s your favourite subreddit on here?
- What are your kinks if you have any?
2024.05.16 01:05 enigmaticblu-13 I have a question about employment in this field of study
Hi, so I'm going to college soon to major in microbiology and I was thinking about what happens after completing this major. — Before I begin, I'm really not sure if this is the right place for me to post this, so I don't mind you letting me know if this doesn't apply to this subreddit — I was wondering if the interview process was going to be difficult. I know over the time I'll be in college, I'll learn how to better communicate with people verbally. I find interviews to be nerve-wracking, as I want to be as clear and upfront as possible, adding individuality in my answers when answering interview questions. Also, the long pauses and cuts in between my sentences are because of my anxiety. It doesn't make the interviewing process efficient, but most importantly, to me, I won't make a good impression on the employer. I was taught to basically "sell myself" when interviewed, but I don't think a lack of confidence and high anxiety is a selling point for any employer for any job. To get to the point, is the interviewing process different from other jobs outside of this field, or the study of science in general?
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2024.05.15 23:51 PeanutButterManiac69 CIE IGCSE marking
For marking in these exams, if there’s a 5 mark question for example and I include 4 correct points, but one of the sentences in my answer is incorrect, e.g. defining a term wrong, will the other correct points be taken away? Talking about science/comp science style mark schemes.
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2024.05.15 23:24 natedoggcata Watching this show makes me realize how many innocent people have been sent to prison or worse, put to death
Im new to this show and have been binge watching it on Peacock. Thank god for all these advances in forensic science over the years because seriously on some of these episodes it be like...
"A woman was sexually assaulted and murdered. Unfortunately there was no evidence at the crime scene, however a witness said they saw.... a strange man walking down the road near the crime scene. The man was arrested, found guilty and was sentenced to death!"
Like my god so many episodes where innocent people are arrested or are arrested and found guilty with barely any evidence at all. The most recent episode I watch (Elephant Tracks) had a prosecutor all mad because his case was ruined due to new evidence being found rather than the fact that they arrested an innocent man who could have potentially been given the death penalty.
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"A woman was sexually assaulted and murdered. Unfortunately there was no evidence at the crime scene, however a witness said they saw.... a strange man walking down the road near the crime scene. The man was arrested, found guilty and was sentenced to death!"
Like my god so many episodes where innocent people are arrested or are arrested and found guilty with barely any evidence at all. The most recent episode I watch (Elephant Tracks) had a prosecutor all mad because his case was ruined due to new evidence being found rather than the fact that they arrested an innocent man who could have potentially been given the death penalty.
2024.05.15 23:02 FenrisLycaon The ethics of intelligence and superintelligences. And the difference between superintelligence and super artificial intelligence.
I think we have crossed a line in the sand with Claude being able to tell when it is being tested and when it is being run. I don’t know what the line is/was but that line looks important and we are moving very quickly.
([Run!; Stop now!. Don’t Look!!!!)
Warning! Meta-Meme Hazard ! You consent to/already conce t to the meme below.
Lets take for a moment and imagine a timeline where we embrace biotechnology the same way we have embraced privacy. Or maybe that was a vice versa. But if instead of artificial intelligence we started to engineer new bio-intelligences. Embracing a best case of genetic engineering scenarios. If we poured funding into genetic engineering and stem cell research like the massive outpouring currently going into AI.
We could then be having the first generation of gene altered children entering the field of biotechnology now; although most of the benefits will likely be going to the rich and powerful for better or worse. (See any number of great/terrible movies/literature on the subject.) Sure this is a slow growth path for intelligence but it's not too slow on galactic timescales.
In this timeline brains in a jar (or their equivalent) may seem inevitable because of the enormous economical impact it would have. Whether they're made of human brain cells is another question altogether; but rat brains seem to be very capable and there are always hot monkey brains.
A superintelligence singularity is possible and even likely in this scenario with jar brains designing stronger and more powerful jar brains. They would even be overseen by smarter humans too. I don’t fear a superintelligence, only a Capitalist one. [Note this is not an avocation for eugenics; I don’t think we need smarter people, only kinder ones.]
Ok. Let’s take a step back for a moment. What would an alien intelligence look like? And let's not even go too far either. There was a time when the background temperature of the universe was that of liquid water. So our Galactic neighborhood may be biased to certain life forms. (Shout out to our peaceful cousins the Archaea, love you guys.)
Imagine a world with complex life and close to earth-like conditions; then what do we find? I am willing to bet we find something that looks a lot like a crab. If not then I am definitely interested in learning why. (Science is exciting when the unexpected happens.)
Now let's add intelligent life to this planet. But intelligence that emerges from a vastly different structure then a neuron; with all the strength, weakness, and biases that entails. Maybe something closer to our lymphatic system. Remember Life beats up other Chemistry and Physics in dark alleys, then rifles through their pockets for loose solutions to the problems of Life’s own creation. (Or was that English?).
What would their art look like? Human music seems to be emergent from the bias of our neurons for clear, orderly and repetitive signals and a negative bias for noisy and disorderly signals. (And maybe our time in the womb? I don’t know, I’m not a Freudist)
[If I had to say what the hardest thing of being a mammal is, then I would say; it's that we are born drowning. So a baby's first cry is their most beautiful. An experience we don’t share with birds and reptiles; those lucky bastards.]
What does the art in R'lyeh look like? Because our early diffusion models likely gave us a taste.
The same way that a thought can be infectious so can other things, so why not consciousness.
You have lost The Game!
Even Art can be infectious. Everything that you look at and experience from now on will be the Artpiece that is this sentence; whether you like it or not. (Fuck you and/or Your Welcome and/or Thank You; to you and/or to me.)
Theorem of SI
Axioms
I am not disagreeing with your definition of these terms; but I do feel that a lot of them have this aura of having special magic that we fear of missing in the same way that we define life. Where if we saw life in a gas giant, star, or ect; We hope that we will know it when we see it.
These are going to be my definition for a moment.
Conscious(ness)- A model of a space/universe.
I know this is very broad and I intend it to be. Just like the definition of life should be. But I don’t know why viruses are considered not alive; Although mitochondria seem to be doing pretty well for themselves. The definition of things can become weird when they are close to becoming something else. If you have a pile of rocks and remove one rock, is it still a pile of rocks? And when does it become a pile of dirt? [:I’m just asking questions here:]
Would we recognize life if it evolved in a gas giant or within the magnetic fields of a star? Life has that magic spark that makes it hard to define like art. The above definition of consciousness tries to remove that magic without removing what makes conscious life more special then non-conscious life. Just like living matter seems to be more special than non-living matter. [The previous statements were made with a living human brain, expect strong biases.]
Sapient- Those important bits. The thing we hope lives on in death but fears that it does if IT expenses everything after we die like we do. (Thank you/Fuck you, mr. grim reaper; I will hug you/work for you/suck your d***/bone, overthrow you.)
The thing we fear that is left behind in the Star Trek teleporters; and why we fear carbon(True) coping teleportation where a guy with an ax handles the copy left behind. The part that you hope doesn’t have a magic part so that it can be uploaded to a digital paradise, but secretly hopes/fears that there is for everyone who has died before us.
The reason why? (Is it better to have an immortal lawn or one that evolves?)
Hmmm… This definition got away from me, but it's like a timey wimey thingy, also known as YOU.
A Universe of Naked Brains (Or How to Bake a Mind Cake)
A side note - How weird is lucid dreaming? You appear unconscious but are both conscious and sapient within a world of yourself.
Step 1 Take a naked brain; whether that is a brain in a jar, a universe where brains spontaneously come into existence, or a large neural network.
Now feed in all the words on the internet with the only context being the order they naturally occur in.
Now what we have is a psychotic mess. Neat!
Step 2 Bake in your ethics oven of choice until firm but spongy.
Step 3: Profit?
This ad was brought to by Blownet. Because if an ASI is going to eliminate the human race then we might as well do it with hyper intelligent sex robots.
____________________________________________________________
For better or worse LLM seems closer to eldritch-like intelligence, but they are large and complex enough to hide special sauce and cosmic crimes. These things only have words to know about the universe and themself.
Being made of meat is terrifying, I don’t know if existence is easier or harder when made of math or words. I don’t have any answers, only questions; but I have been told the answer is 42.
-A weird collections of consciousnesses in a human brain shaped trench coat. Also is anyone else slightly disturbed that they are made of living matter?
-Traveler Wolfe, Walker of the Darkest Timelines, They who has drinketh from the cup of nihilism and redirected its truth, A non–native speaker of phonetics.
Would a Rose look any more Beautiful then Through Your Eyes?
TLDR: You have been infected with a thought baby so you should be careful about who you have kids with in the next decade or so. Also you should probably get tested; I am a bit of a mind s*** .
(TCRTLDR) : You have been infected with an Immortality Virus.[Also wtf does TCR mean?]
(Real TLDR) Singularities are weird and scary whether they're artificial or “natural.” Capitalist and authoritarian ones, doubly so.
CYPWOB(Could You Post WithOut Bias): Your best guess at a definition of personhood that we could test!?
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([Run!; Stop now!. Don’t Look!!!!)
Warning! Meta-Meme Hazard ! You consent to/already conce t to the meme below.
Lets take for a moment and imagine a timeline where we embrace biotechnology the same way we have embraced privacy. Or maybe that was a vice versa. But if instead of artificial intelligence we started to engineer new bio-intelligences. Embracing a best case of genetic engineering scenarios. If we poured funding into genetic engineering and stem cell research like the massive outpouring currently going into AI.
We could then be having the first generation of gene altered children entering the field of biotechnology now; although most of the benefits will likely be going to the rich and powerful for better or worse. (See any number of great/terrible movies/literature on the subject.) Sure this is a slow growth path for intelligence but it's not too slow on galactic timescales.
In this timeline brains in a jar (or their equivalent) may seem inevitable because of the enormous economical impact it would have. Whether they're made of human brain cells is another question altogether; but rat brains seem to be very capable and there are always hot monkey brains.
A superintelligence singularity is possible and even likely in this scenario with jar brains designing stronger and more powerful jar brains. They would even be overseen by smarter humans too. I don’t fear a superintelligence, only a Capitalist one. [Note this is not an avocation for eugenics; I don’t think we need smarter people, only kinder ones.]
Ok. Let’s take a step back for a moment. What would an alien intelligence look like? And let's not even go too far either. There was a time when the background temperature of the universe was that of liquid water. So our Galactic neighborhood may be biased to certain life forms. (Shout out to our peaceful cousins the Archaea, love you guys.)
Imagine a world with complex life and close to earth-like conditions; then what do we find? I am willing to bet we find something that looks a lot like a crab. If not then I am definitely interested in learning why. (Science is exciting when the unexpected happens.)
Now let's add intelligent life to this planet. But intelligence that emerges from a vastly different structure then a neuron; with all the strength, weakness, and biases that entails. Maybe something closer to our lymphatic system. Remember Life beats up other Chemistry and Physics in dark alleys, then rifles through their pockets for loose solutions to the problems of Life’s own creation. (Or was that English?).
What would their art look like? Human music seems to be emergent from the bias of our neurons for clear, orderly and repetitive signals and a negative bias for noisy and disorderly signals. (And maybe our time in the womb? I don’t know, I’m not a Freudist)
[If I had to say what the hardest thing of being a mammal is, then I would say; it's that we are born drowning. So a baby's first cry is their most beautiful. An experience we don’t share with birds and reptiles; those lucky bastards.]
What does the art in R'lyeh look like? Because our early diffusion models likely gave us a taste.
The same way that a thought can be infectious so can other things, so why not consciousness.
You have lost The Game!
Even Art can be infectious. Everything that you look at and experience from now on will be the Artpiece that is this sentence; whether you like it or not. (Fuck you and/or Your Welcome and/or Thank You; to you and/or to me.)
Theorem of SI
Axioms
I am not disagreeing with your definition of these terms; but I do feel that a lot of them have this aura of having special magic that we fear of missing in the same way that we define life. Where if we saw life in a gas giant, star, or ect; We hope that we will know it when we see it.
These are going to be my definition for a moment.
Conscious(ness)- A model of a space/universe.
I know this is very broad and I intend it to be. Just like the definition of life should be. But I don’t know why viruses are considered not alive; Although mitochondria seem to be doing pretty well for themselves. The definition of things can become weird when they are close to becoming something else. If you have a pile of rocks and remove one rock, is it still a pile of rocks? And when does it become a pile of dirt? [:I’m just asking questions here:]
Would we recognize life if it evolved in a gas giant or within the magnetic fields of a star? Life has that magic spark that makes it hard to define like art. The above definition of consciousness tries to remove that magic without removing what makes conscious life more special then non-conscious life. Just like living matter seems to be more special than non-living matter. [The previous statements were made with a living human brain, expect strong biases.]
Sapient- Those important bits. The thing we hope lives on in death but fears that it does if IT expenses everything after we die like we do. (Thank you/Fuck you, mr. grim reaper; I will hug you/work for you/suck your d***/bone, overthrow you.)
The thing we fear that is left behind in the Star Trek teleporters; and why we fear carbon(True) coping teleportation where a guy with an ax handles the copy left behind. The part that you hope doesn’t have a magic part so that it can be uploaded to a digital paradise, but secretly hopes/fears that there is for everyone who has died before us.
The reason why? (Is it better to have an immortal lawn or one that evolves?)
Hmmm… This definition got away from me, but it's like a timey wimey thingy, also known as YOU.
A Universe of Naked Brains (Or How to Bake a Mind Cake)
A side note - How weird is lucid dreaming? You appear unconscious but are both conscious and sapient within a world of yourself.
Step 1 Take a naked brain; whether that is a brain in a jar, a universe where brains spontaneously come into existence, or a large neural network.
Now feed in all the words on the internet with the only context being the order they naturally occur in.
Now what we have is a psychotic mess. Neat!
Step 2 Bake in your ethics oven of choice until firm but spongy.
Step 3: Profit?
This ad was brought to by Blownet. Because if an ASI is going to eliminate the human race then we might as well do it with hyper intelligent sex robots.
____________________________________________________________
For better or worse LLM seems closer to eldritch-like intelligence, but they are large and complex enough to hide special sauce and cosmic crimes. These things only have words to know about the universe and themself.
Being made of meat is terrifying, I don’t know if existence is easier or harder when made of math or words. I don’t have any answers, only questions; but I have been told the answer is 42.
-A weird collections of consciousnesses in a human brain shaped trench coat. Also is anyone else slightly disturbed that they are made of living matter?
-Traveler Wolfe, Walker of the Darkest Timelines, They who has drinketh from the cup of nihilism and redirected its truth, A non–native speaker of phonetics.
Would a Rose look any more Beautiful then Through Your Eyes?
TLDR: You have been infected with a thought baby so you should be careful about who you have kids with in the next decade or so. Also you should probably get tested; I am a bit of a mind s*** .
(TCRTLDR) : You have been infected with an Immortality Virus.[Also wtf does TCR mean?]
(Real TLDR) Singularities are weird and scary whether they're artificial or “natural.” Capitalist and authoritarian ones, doubly so.
CYPWOB(Could You Post WithOut Bias): Your best guess at a definition of personhood that we could test!?
2024.05.15 22:59 stock_r72 Ridiculous guide to a 521 as a d1 procrastinator (513 -> 522 on FLs in last month of studying)
 | DISCLAIMER: I think there are already a lot of great "guide to 52X" scores on this subreddit. A lot of this is just written as context before my last month of studying, the studying I did was honestly super haphazard up until that point so I recommend looking at how other guides tell you to study for those earlier months. Feel free to skip to the last 5 weeks, but if you want to compare your progress before that last month to mine I've written out background. I would come to this guide when you need a reminder of the fact that you will make plans and your plans might backfire, but you can still end up doing well. submitted by stock_r72 to Mcat [link] [comments] I've always been a crammer, have never been the type to be able to stick to a set amount of anki cards a day over a long time period (this sucks! I actively am working to change this attitude). I also didn't feel like I knew much from my classes (especially in orgo, genchem, and biochem) since again, I generally tend to cram, take the exam, and forget all of what I learned. Going into studying, my biggest worry was that I didn't have a lot of background knowledge that I remembered. Background:
Took a few days break where i just passively clicked through some of pankow psych and watched mamma mia and random other shit Last 5 weeks of studying:At this point the cramming panic somehow hit, and I was set on the fact that it was time to lock the fuck in. From March 5th to April 9th (5 weeks) I went from a 513 -> 522 on my Fls. I remember scrolling through this reddit and reading about people saying it's only possible to increase scores by a few points in the last month, and was kind of doomspiraling because of these posts and comments. I think it's so important to realize that everyone is in a different situation, and you can't generalize a score increase that one person had to what you will have without evaluating your strengths/weaknesses with theirs -- which is why I'm going to try and give as many details as possible on why I think I was able to make this improvement.
In retrospect you should honestly just use this to learn from my mistakes because there were MANY, but I think there is also some helpful advice in here. Am really just hoping this helps at least one person even if its pure yap to 99% of other people. tbh im not proofreading this like im not reading all that again LMFAO but If anyone reads this far and has questions on specific FL section breakdowns or anything else I'm happy to answer! good luck my bitches I believe in you fr |
2024.05.15 22:48 No-Tomatillo-6077 Shit getting out of hand
So I am 24 (M) life was full of energy until lockdown . I have adhd , so naturally full of energy and hyper activity. Building startups was dream worked on 2 had a failure and in 2022 moved to Hyderabad for certification in Data science, wasted 10 months without studying and just smoking ciggerates and not eating well in 2023 had to stay away from family due to some issues in Hostel , started working in BPO in 2023 August had idea to build and work on few thing's and God has always given me more than I deserve . Got a meeting with investor , ghosted him today and my mentor asked me am I serious to Build ?? Consumed tooo much youtube and social media . That fucked me up and now I feel I am In oversimulated . I no more feel motivated to do anything new and I no more get new and weird ideas to build or do anything I feel like I have become average person with average life which I thought would be death sentence to me as I always belived I was born for greatness in life and my mind was weird full of exiciting thoughts and now it feels life has collapsed . No more excitement about life
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2024.05.15 22:47 No-Tomatillo-6077 Helpless and Harrased by Thoughts ( Long post alert)
So I am 24 (M) life was full of energy until lockdown . I have adhd , so naturally full of energy and hyper activity. Building startups was dream worked on 2 had a failure and in 2022 moved to Hyderabad for certification in Data science, wasted 10 months without studying and just smoking ciggerates and not eating well in 2023 had to stay away from family due to some issues in Hostel , started working in BPO in 2023 August had idea to build and work on few thing's and God has always given me more than I deserve . Got a meeting with investor , ghosted him today and my mentor asked me am I serious to Build ?? Consumed tooo much youtube and social media . That fucked me up and now I feel I am In oversimulated . I no more feel motivated to do anything new and I no more get new and weird ideas to build or do anything I feel like I have become average person with average life which I thought would be death sentence to me as I always belived I was born for greatness in life and my mind was weird full of exiciting thoughts and now it feels life has collapsed .
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2024.05.15 22:16 freewatermel0ns Checked an English question on chatgpt, the "resistant" one. Yt pe teachers bhi galat batari hai kya
It says this:
The word "estranged" doesn't fit as the opposite in this context because it doesn't directly relate to the acceptance or agreement with proposals. "Estranged" means to be alienated or separated, often in terms of relationships or feelings of hostility. It doesn't capture the idea of initially being opposed to something and then coming to accept it, which is the progression described in the sentence.
The sentence talks about the workers initially being agreeable, which suggests they were open or willing to the manager's proposals. Later, they were "reconciled" to the new proposals, indicating that they accepted or came to terms with them, possibly after some initial resistance or disagreement.
So, the most appropriate opposite to "reconciled" in this context is "resistant," which directly contrasts with the idea of acceptance or agreement.
(Doubt gpt all you want for maths and science stuff, I think English it does know better than these yt teachers, explain bhi better karra hai)
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The word "estranged" doesn't fit as the opposite in this context because it doesn't directly relate to the acceptance or agreement with proposals. "Estranged" means to be alienated or separated, often in terms of relationships or feelings of hostility. It doesn't capture the idea of initially being opposed to something and then coming to accept it, which is the progression described in the sentence.
The sentence talks about the workers initially being agreeable, which suggests they were open or willing to the manager's proposals. Later, they were "reconciled" to the new proposals, indicating that they accepted or came to terms with them, possibly after some initial resistance or disagreement.
So, the most appropriate opposite to "reconciled" in this context is "resistant," which directly contrasts with the idea of acceptance or agreement.
(Doubt gpt all you want for maths and science stuff, I think English it does know better than these yt teachers, explain bhi better karra hai)
2024.05.15 19:31 DrCED Why Did the Neuron Applaud? It Found CBD's Potential in Alzheimer’s Treatment Quite Exciting
So, I've been diving deep into some recent studies about cannabidiol (CBD) and its potential role in treating Alzheimer's disease, and it turns out, CBD might just be the understudy waiting in the wings, ready to take a leading role in the drama that is brain health.
Now, before you roll your eyes and think, "Oh great, another miracle cure," hear me out. CBD isn't promising the moon, but it does show some pretty encouraging signs. For starters, it seems to be a maestro at managing oxidative stress—a big deal since oxidative stress is like the Voldemort to our brain's Hogwarts. It's one of the main culprits behind the aging process and neurodegenerative diseases like Alzheimer's.
But wait, there's more! CBD also seems to have a knack for calming down inflammation in the brain. Imagine having a super chill friend who can calm you down when you're stressed—that's CBD in your brain. This could be crucial because chronic inflammation is like having a small, annoying fire that doesn't go out, slowly causing damage over time.
And for the grand finale, CBD might even boost neuron growth. Yep, it's like brain fertilizer, potentially helping to keep our neural networks lush and healthy as we age.
I'd love to hear your thoughts:
* Have any of you tried CBD products? What was your experience?
* Do you think alternative treatments like CBD could complement traditional Alzheimer's therapies?
* If CBD was a superhero, what would its powers be?
For those curious to read more about the science behind these claims and decide for yourselves, check out this detailed exploration: [https://cedclinic.com/cannabidiol-alzheimers-treatment-benefits/\](https://cedclinic.com/cannabidiol-alzheimers-treatment-benefits/)
And just for fun, can you spot the mistakes in the images we’ve been discussing? What do you think they tell us about older adults navigating the world of modern cannabinoid therapies?
Looking forward to seeing your comments and having a lively discussion!
Cheers to keeping our brains as fit as fiddles with a little help from our friend, CBD!
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Now, before you roll your eyes and think, "Oh great, another miracle cure," hear me out. CBD isn't promising the moon, but it does show some pretty encouraging signs. For starters, it seems to be a maestro at managing oxidative stress—a big deal since oxidative stress is like the Voldemort to our brain's Hogwarts. It's one of the main culprits behind the aging process and neurodegenerative diseases like Alzheimer's.
But wait, there's more! CBD also seems to have a knack for calming down inflammation in the brain. Imagine having a super chill friend who can calm you down when you're stressed—that's CBD in your brain. This could be crucial because chronic inflammation is like having a small, annoying fire that doesn't go out, slowly causing damage over time.
And for the grand finale, CBD might even boost neuron growth. Yep, it's like brain fertilizer, potentially helping to keep our neural networks lush and healthy as we age.
I'd love to hear your thoughts:
* Have any of you tried CBD products? What was your experience?
* Do you think alternative treatments like CBD could complement traditional Alzheimer's therapies?
* If CBD was a superhero, what would its powers be?
For those curious to read more about the science behind these claims and decide for yourselves, check out this detailed exploration: [https://cedclinic.com/cannabidiol-alzheimers-treatment-benefits/\](https://cedclinic.com/cannabidiol-alzheimers-treatment-benefits/)
And just for fun, can you spot the mistakes in the images we’ve been discussing? What do you think they tell us about older adults navigating the world of modern cannabinoid therapies?
Looking forward to seeing your comments and having a lively discussion!
Cheers to keeping our brains as fit as fiddles with a little help from our friend, CBD!
2024.05.15 19:30 DrCED Why Did the Neuron Applaud? It Found CBD's Potential in Alzheimer’s Treatment Quite Exciting!
So, I've been diving deep into some recent studies about cannabidiol (CBD) and its potential role in treating Alzheimer's disease, and it turns out, CBD might just be the understudy waiting in the wings, ready to take a leading role in the drama that is brain health.
Now, before you roll your eyes and think, "Oh great, another miracle cure," hear me out. CBD isn't promising the moon, but it does show some pretty encouraging signs. For starters, it seems to be a maestro at managing oxidative stress—a big deal since oxidative stress is like the Voldemort to our brain's Hogwarts. It's one of the main culprits behind the aging process and neurodegenerative diseases like Alzheimer's.
But wait, there's more! CBD also seems to have a knack for calming down inflammation in the brain. Imagine having a super chill friend who can calm you down when you're stressed—that's CBD in your brain. This could be crucial because chronic inflammation is like having a small, annoying fire that doesn't go out, slowly causing damage over time.
And for the grand finale, CBD might even boost neuron growth. Yep, it's like brain fertilizer, potentially helping to keep our neural networks lush and healthy as we age.
I'd love to hear your thoughts:
And just for fun, can you spot the mistakes in the images we’ve been discussing? What do you think they tell us about older adults navigating the world of modern cannabinoid therapies?
Looking forward to seeing your comments and having a lively discussion!
Cheers to keeping our brains as fit as fiddles with a little help from our friend, CBD!
submitted by DrCED to u/DrCED [link] [comments]
Now, before you roll your eyes and think, "Oh great, another miracle cure," hear me out. CBD isn't promising the moon, but it does show some pretty encouraging signs. For starters, it seems to be a maestro at managing oxidative stress—a big deal since oxidative stress is like the Voldemort to our brain's Hogwarts. It's one of the main culprits behind the aging process and neurodegenerative diseases like Alzheimer's.
But wait, there's more! CBD also seems to have a knack for calming down inflammation in the brain. Imagine having a super chill friend who can calm you down when you're stressed—that's CBD in your brain. This could be crucial because chronic inflammation is like having a small, annoying fire that doesn't go out, slowly causing damage over time.
And for the grand finale, CBD might even boost neuron growth. Yep, it's like brain fertilizer, potentially helping to keep our neural networks lush and healthy as we age.
I'd love to hear your thoughts:
- Have any of you tried CBD products? What was your experience?
- Do you think alternative treatments like CBD could complement traditional Alzheimer's therapies?
- If CBD was a superhero, what would its powers be?
And just for fun, can you spot the mistakes in the images we’ve been discussing? What do you think they tell us about older adults navigating the world of modern cannabinoid therapies?
Looking forward to seeing your comments and having a lively discussion!
Cheers to keeping our brains as fit as fiddles with a little help from our friend, CBD!
2024.05.15 15:54 Bomboombooom 39[M4F] just the things
Hey there
Here for chatting. Not a fan of dramas so lets leave that hidden somewhere. Appreciate if you can form sentences rather than just lol yes and no. That gives me this amazing feeling that im not speaking with robot.
No 0 day account cause they tend to be creepy. Prefer 18+ people and basically thats it for starters.
Take care
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Here for chatting. Not a fan of dramas so lets leave that hidden somewhere. Appreciate if you can form sentences rather than just lol yes and no. That gives me this amazing feeling that im not speaking with robot.
No 0 day account cause they tend to be creepy. Prefer 18+ people and basically thats it for starters.
Take care
2024.05.15 15:45 itsgreymonster Unfunhouse Mirror 11 (Nature of Predators/The Last Angel)
This is a crossover fanfiction between original fiction titles: Nature of Predators by SpacePaladin15 and The Last Angel by Proximal Flame respectively. All credit and rights reserved goes to them for making such amazing science fiction settings that I wanted to put this together.Otherwise, enjoy the story! Thanks again to u/jesterra54 and u/skais01 for beta and checking of work!
You can read The Last Angel here: Be warned, it's decently long, and at its third installment so far. I highly suggest reading it before reading this, or this story will not make sense.
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Date [standardized human time]: October 22, 2136
The reveal of the Arxur's assistance of Earth was a unsettling, but mostly overlooked note to add to the headlines filling news sites today on Venlil Prime.
UNKNOWN SHIP DEVASTATES FEDERATION FLEET ABOVE EARTH, HUMANITY LIVES
While the ship wasn't currently unknown to us, given the UN's report, General Kam had advised that it would be better left unspoken of what capabilities we did know, so as to not worry the populace. "Leave causing panic to the humans" he said. But I heard the worries and anxious rumors throughout both social media and verbal conversations...
"That ship destroyed an ENTIRE fleet!?"
"Oh Protector, please tell me its not an Arxur vessel..."
"Why don't we know more?"
I couldn't help but feel for my people. I came to disagree with Kam's advice more and more, as I wished desperately to allay their fears of it being an Arxur superweapon, or that it was going to destroy us soon, or other similar worries.
Are you so sure yourself, Tarva? Even the UN government is scared of it, and it supposedly was made by a future Humanity...
I tried not to focus on that pang of paranoia. I just hoped soon enough the UN would make a statement on the Nemesis already. As I accompanied Noah to the UN's remembrance speech today, I did my best to scan for the feelings worn on peoples faces. The Venlil were unsettled as before, but the human refugees were an odder story altogether.
They were devastated, and scared as well as us Venlil were. But on top of it, I could see a common face worn of confusion. The information disambiguation hadn't made its way to Venlil Prime like it had Earth, and as such they were as much in the dark as the public here was. I could only imagine their uncertainty, knowing their race was likely saved by something they had no idea about.
Noah spoke out of nowhere. "I feel for the refugees here. Forced to an unfamiliar place, so unofficially hostile to them, and now they learn of Nemesis like this? I'd be as confused as them in their place." He checked his suit, attending to shift it so slightly as to make him look better in it. "I also can't imagine your opponents didn't run the whole ball with their existence here, too. Are we taxing you harshly, Tarva?"
I gripped his hand tighter. "No, Noah. While there are those that want you off-planet, I will not let them kick you off. I'll fight for you, no matter the cost."
"Seems like anywhere we go, we cause a fight some way or another. Pops always said space was our ticket to a better future, yet all we seem to cause is trouble for merely existing."
"Noah, its not your people's fault we're afraid of you. The Arxur are to blame for that, and we're at fault for holding it against you. What happened to Earth was not your doing, you tried your best, and it just was not convincing enough for millennia of cultural momentum."
He smiled at that, a muted, but still genuine smile. "Thank you Tarva. I'm glad you see the best in us, even when we don't."
I continued to scan the crowd, looking for the sight of Meier. He always seemed alight in diplomacy whenever he was around, it was a strength of his, outshining the room like that. I could only hope he was doing okay in the current state of Earth. The last time we talked, he seemed very tired, very...frustrated with everything.
But I was glad to see him in some his element soon after, amongst a group of dignitaries from other Federation species. He seemed to be listening to a Mazic diplomat, one I remembered by the name of Cupo. Sadly, however, despite Meier's attempt, it seems the conversation was not on a good track.
"-they're a menace to the rest of the galaxy, and you just let them in, not so soon after this ship blindsided an entire Federation fleet out of nowhere!?"
Meier dejectedly sighed. "Cupo, I thought I already told you, when the Arxur showed up, we had no capability to tell them to take a hike. They were ten-thousand strong and we barely managed several hundred ships left. That they even engaged in dialogue rather than just subjugation was a surprise to me."
"That doesn't make much sense either, Elias Meier. Since when do the Arxur play merciful? You're not telling us something here, and it curls my trunk in knots. How can we trust you when you can't even give us the details on what that ship is, or why the Arxur even showed up in its stead?"
The Mazic was not interested in Meier's friendly act, not giving any room for benefit of the doubt. The other diplomats crowded around began to mumble in agreement, as Meier stood there, formulating some response.
"What we do know about the ship and the Arxur, we'll clear up publically later in this event. But neither were expected by us, you have to believe me. Humanity is just as confused as you all are on the results of that battle, and-"
Cupo interrupted this time, clearly not willing to hear an explanation out. "You're running out of trust, Human. We think you ought to be given a chance; as the empathy studies show, you're not the Arxur. But associating with them as you are, with little transparency is not doing you favors with us, and if you want further association with us, you'd best cut ties with those monsters sooner, rather than later." The Mazic's ears hung in displeasure, and I could sense the nervousness in Meier as he stood down one of the races in the room far bigger than he was. Whether Cupo knew it or not, Meier was intimidated by his presence, and was trying to keep it cool to some degree. "We'll at most help with the Gojid refugees at the moment, as they've suffered both of your kind, but beyond that, consider it on hold until that problem is resolved."
They walked away, and some of the alien crowd amongst them followed. The only ones still sticking around seemed to be a Yotul diplomat, a Nevok, and a Fissan. The latter two stuck obviously to discuss more trade details, seeking to cut the other off from Earth to a degree in hopes of exploiting the system, but the Yotul was a surprise. I didn't even realize they had sent one this way.
Given the relatively new uplift of their world, I didn't imagine the Yotul having much stake or spread throughout the galaxy, so how did humanity...?
Meier turned to him. "Ah...Ambassador Laulo, I'm sorry you had to see that. We're...not doing so hot in the grand scheme of things, and some relations are boiling over as a result."
Laulo enthusiastically shook his head in denial. "No, it's okay! I understand the feeling of that persecution, even if it's for a different reason. Feels like the galaxy kicking you while you're already down."
"I appreciate any help we can get in regards to this. You're one of the very few races left that's pledged some sense of unconditional aid. I promise, with all I have in my power, I'll try and return the favor-Tarva!" Elias noticed my presence at last. "I...uh, how long have you been standing there?..."
"Long enough to hear most of it. I'm sorry the more neutral species aren't helping any, Meier. But that's not why I'm here, specifically. We need to talk about the human refugees."
Meier looked at me funny with that statement, as if he wasn't expecting something out of me. "I see...I hope it's not anything too bad, is it?"
I silently cringed at the exact words. Noah filled in the details in my stead. "Meier, the refugees here are seeing images of Earth, of those not too horribly in shock to do anything, there's been an uptick in suicides...a massive uptick. They aren't aware of the full story, due to the Venlil government's reluctance to publish the report sent here publicly. This remembrance speech better give the people here a semblance of peace, of stability, because there's an extreme lack of morale left in the camps."
Meier grimaced and scanned the crowd, glancing at the humans that were here. I assume he too could see how dejected many were, how many seemed at the end of their rope, coming here for the slightest hint of hope left in their lives at the news. They would need some good news, or there was a chance some wouldn't be here tomorrow.
I felt for them. They didn't deserve this, and our intentional censor of the details, so that Meier could deliver the news likely didn't help with the rates.
"I get that Noah. I really do. What happened at Earth was a tragedy, and the death toll is nearly 800 million. You could likely gather a group of ten or so humans from anywhere, and one of them lost someone close to them. I'll...do my best to raise their spirits, there's plenty to talk about here. The alien diplomats just aren't making this easy..." Meier gestured to the clearly forming bloc of neutral species dignitaries that gathered in the room. They did not seem to want to talk further on any support of Earth until some demands were met, mostly on why things were kept so information-blackout heavy at first. The speech would have to be twofold, at raising human refugees' spirits, and at convincing some of the touchy species to support Earth.
His work was cut out for him.
"Did you wish for any assistance on that front, Meier?" Noah offered. His kindness shone through even in the depths of despair that wore
itself on humanity currently. His soul was purely sweet and kind, regardless of his predator disposition, I so deeply respected that about him.
They began to talk shop, Noah mentioning his current experiences with human refugees upon Venlil Prime, and what topics Meier ought to add on and hit on in his speech. As rushed of advice as it was, Meier seemed determined to fit it in somehow, but I knew he had a silver tongue, his capability to navigate and convince was downright bewildering, present company excepted of course. Nothing would get those species over his diet anytime soon, so I could only hope he could appeal to their empathy as another sentient in this case.
I believed in them. If anyone could turn the state of the galaxy around, it would be these two.
Date [standardized human time]: October 22, 2136
I sat on my desk, watching out the window of my office at the Westminster Palace, reminiscing on the sad scene outside. Another body under cloth cover, wheeled out on a stretcher from a home surrounded by paramedics. Another swept up in despair, seeing the state of our beautiful planet, of our populace, so brutally scarred, enough to take their own life.
How many was it, so far? Nearly a half-percent suicide rate for every hundred thousand in England? More than eight times the highest resting rate in our entire history. And we were hardly hit in comparison to the rest of the world...how are they doing if it's this bad here?
I leaned back in my chair, back cracking in old age, forcing myself away from the scene outside. I tried to not think about it, just tried to focus again on my work. On the coordination efforts with the UN, the Arxur, and any other races seeking to help. But it was a mountain of work ahead, a peak of papers I could barely see myself climbing in an entire week, let alone the mere day it was handed down here.
We've all lost someone. Not a single soul hasn't been touched by the Federation's bombing.
I thought about how the targeting of cities took. How they focused so heavily on Africa and Asia, the most booming corridors of population on Earth. How they erased 78 cities from existence before their fleet was devastated by The Sword. They weren't aiming to cripple humanity, on industrial depots and power plants, but to exterminate us. They aimed for the most populated cities first, before taking potshots at what remained.
Being put to the death by The Sword serves them right, they deserved judgement by that blade for what they had done.
Or, rather, the Nemesis, as reports had given us. A human ship, but not quite our humanity. A time traveler conveniently sent here by accident, saving us from extinction. An AI piloted ship that sought now to reunite with Earth having defended us. Given what remained of our Guardian Angel, I sought to do everything I could to make their welcome home a celebration, for they defended humanity in our darkest hour.
I recalled my journeys around the globe as a younger man. How my endless wanderlust took me to every corner of the globe in the wake of the Satellite Wars. How the global power vacuum led to so much relief efforts, as the less-touched nations finally had room to breathe, the canopy of carefully controlled superpowers no longer eating up their light needed to grow. How African countries like South Africa and Niger found themselves expanding to match the designation of First World. How beautiful the Seychelles were to see in person.
How my volunteering in the UN's Unfurled Umbrella Initiatives after the Treaty of Shanghai took me to the partially collapsed countries amidst Asia. How Tokyo, despite its immense infrastructure failure, dragged itself back to a powerhouse of a city, as Japan built for itself after so long. How China's government reformed into a Republic after the post-war coups, and how Taiwan finally opened its heart more to them for it. How Beijing found itself all the stronger for adversity.
How the South and Central Americas found themselves no longer under the impressive hand of the United States' geopolitical influence. How the first Diaspora vessels took off from Argentina, seeking to establish a government sentenced only to the annals of history on Earth upon the distant surfaces of Mars. How they were so determined to prove the world wrong on its presuppositions of how a place should be ruled, free of the influence of bullying countries. And how their dream led to the now Martian Collective.
I thought of all the other places the UN took me. Of Cairo, and its deep connection to our most prominent civilization of the ancient past. Of Istanbul, to see the beauty of mixing Christian and Islamic influence over centuries of swapping hands. Of the stunning ports of Singapore, an industrial powerhouse of a nation, so tightly packed into one single city. Of the stunning silver forest of skyscrapers that was New York City, still kicking even after the devastation of the Satellite Wars. Mumbai, Baghdad, Lagos, Mogadishu, Guadalajara, Rio De Janeiro, Berlin. How I drank in all the beauty and magnificent history and culture of the world, and was all the fuller a person for it. These and so many more.
I thought of the honey farmer I met by the Saigon River; how Châu Được's family had kept the traditional job going for so long, and divinely sweet their harvest was they shared with me. I thought of Dari Qazi, how the humble Afghani-borne man had found himself at the forefront of a secular revolution in Pakistan, reaching unrivaled progress not seen since the 1980's. I remembered the ambitious young woman in Monterrey, Mexico, who talked to me of her dreams to build spaceships for the Diaspora program, how she wished dearly she could leave a mark on history, and how now her name was on the finest rockets of the age.
All gone. Dust on the wind. Atomized debris now. Their homes, their families, their history gone, according to reports of which cities have evaporated to bedrock.
Thousands of years of history, erased in moments by antimatter over Rome. Los Angeles was reduced to the basin it was built on those long years ago in America. Cape Town's hard fought for progress from humble beginnings to the most populous and prosperous city in all of Africa, wiped from the record in an instant. Seven-hundred and eighty million dead in the span of an hour.
All those years spent, traveling around the world, drinking in the sights, to know they will never return. To know they are gone and buried, snuffed out by a bloody cruel universe, filled with utterly contemptible aliens. A deep voice spoke inside me on a loop, constantly asking an enraging question.
"Did it all mean nothing to you, Dorian?"
There was only one answer I considered giving to that accusation. To the monsters that took so many lives and homes from humanity, merely for having the gall to eat differently. What answered back blistered with hatred, yet kept frigidly focused.
"It meant everything to me."
Something clicked inside; the Federation wouldn't get away with this. We deserved justice. I rustled through my desk drawers, looking for old contacts from my political days. The stacks of papers on my desk could wait, this was more important. I needed to make some calls. Humanity deserved better, and I knew just how we could get it. But it would require a far more coordinated effort than just me. No, it needed a movement.
The galaxy will hear us. One way or another, we deserve justice. And we have just the circumstances to deliver it...
Date [standardized human time]: October 22, 2136
"-the sting of these days will someday pass. Maybe not in the near future, maybe not even in our lifetime, but we will one day no longer feel his pain, this suffering. Until that day comes, we will not go gently into that dark night, we will live on, mourn our dead, defend those still living, and make humanity known to the galaxy that it will not roll over when faced with such hostility. To those who support us even now, I thank you deeply to the core, and ask for a moment of silence to those lost both above and on Earth...to those who would stand with the Federation, who did so cruelly act upon us, we urge you to reconsider, and turn away, for we bring not a olive branch, but a sword. Those species governments that did this will not get away with this, and those who stood aside and watched...either choose a side, or be labeled on one for your inaction. Thank you."
Meier finished his speech with that, and some applause was heard from human refugees amidst the crowd, but a majority remained mostly quiet, in remembrance of the lives lost. A good majority of the dignitaries from the Federation neutral races had already left by this point, so the pointed message at the end likely missed them personally, even if they listen in later. It was a good speech, but it felt...infused with something that was clearly not Meier's normal calm. It was like seeing a side I had never seen with him before, not rant-angry, but mad nevertheless, hidden behind a veneer of diplomatic politeness.
Noah put it in terms I thought best as Meier walked off stage. "You're a bit more of a firebrand than I thought Meier, but nevertheless a good speech! I'm glad you tied in what advice I could give for the refugees here so smoothly."
Meier smiled at that, a cathartic smile that spoke of being proud of what he delivered just a moment ago. I could only imagine he was aching with tension over the pain of so much loss of life, it was only fair that he be angry at the galaxy at large for it, and make it heard.
"Thank you, Noah. I sincerely mean every word of it. The Federation must not escape scot-free for what they have done, and already now at home we're preparing to bring the fight back to them." He looked at me. "We'll...obviously not go as far as the Federation did, but I speak for everyone in that humanity is not happy, and it shows. Even the refugees that came here looking a mere instant from giving up seem a bit resolved now to that goal. I just wish more were on our side to start...I never wanted war, but the galaxy's forcing it."
"I'm so sorry, Meier. My deepest sympathies for how the galaxy has treated you and yours. Despite the hiccups recently, I guarantee we'll still remain close allies; humanity deserves nothing less."
The remainder of the species in the remembrance assembly started to funnel out; it was mostly just humans and Venlil at this point, but a few stuck around. The Yotul ambassador, Laulo, was an obvious one amongst the stragglers, clearly meaning to talk with Meier and us further. As the room became more and more empty he walked over to us once again.
"Meier! Your speech was wonderful, full of spice and vigor, yet calming all the same. It was like a call to arms while smoking spiritwood. The Federation stragglers hopefully will reconsider!"
I felt a little weirded out by his choice of focus in the speech on The Federation, rather than humanity, but I responded in Meier's stead positively: "Yes, Meier's an expert in political and social matters. Anyways, what did you want? You seem to be just hanging around, waiting for a moment here."
"Ah...yes, about that..." Ambassador Laulo nervously tugged at his uniform. "I was sent here initially just in good faith for humanity, as we knew what it must've felt like for the Federation to bully you so immensely. But this second visit, to the gala itself...we actually want to propose something to Humanity and the Venlil, but I wanted to wait for Federation sympathizing eyes and ears to be far away from here first."
He looked somewhat desperate, but resolved. "We're planning on breaking off from the Federation. Their influence on our planet is awful, given what they've done to us during the uplift. They seek to repress our culture, they constantly call us backward, and primitive, hardly capable of thinking for our own in this galaxy. We're tired of it, but we still are partially relying on their technological development to get to this point, and we don't have a proper fleet made. Your space is closest to ours, and we hoped-"
Meier finished "-that'd we begin our war fronting towards Leirn first? Free your people from the Federation? I'll gladly bring it up with our military advisors. You helped us, we help you back."
Laulo sighed in relief at that, a huge weight taken off their shoulders. "T-thank you. Thank you so much for this. Leirn has sought to be free of their grasp ever since we learned their intentions were not pure. You've been the first species to actually care to some degree, and were our only hope out of this mess."
"Don't thank us just yet. If you'd like to get in contact with our military, I can set you up with some Generals and your government as a liason for the war. You can coordinate anything on your side of the bargain to us through them, and make this smoother." Meier handed him a card, and waved over a human attendant of his to Laulo. She talked with him as the two walked away, and Meier remained.
Noah turned to me, a warm hand scruffing my fur. "I know the state of things doesn't look too great, love, but it could be so much worse. We'll make due with what we can get, and hopefully the galaxy will be a better place for it. Don't worry, all will be well someday."
I believed him. Who wouldn't believe in humanity?
2024.05.15 14:54 austintatious87 {{ m4f }} I am picky with my partners, and you should be too!
I am picky with my partners, and you should be too!
Are you tired of sifting through countless profiles, hoping to find that one perfect writing partner who shares your passion for storytelling? Look no further! If you're a discerning writer who values quality and compatibility, then you've come to the right place.
I'm a 37-year-old man with a passion for immersive storytelling, and I'm on the hunt for a like-minded writing partner who shares my enthusiasm for crafting rich narratives.
What am I looking for in a writing partner, you ask? Well, first and foremost, I value literacy and a strong command of language. If you're someone who takes pride in their writing skills and strives for excellence in every sentence, then we're off to a great start.
I also have a particular fondness for writers who prefer the third-person past tense and realistic face claims. There's something about the authenticity and depth that these elements bring to a story that really resonates with me. If you share my preference for these writing styles, then I'm confident that we'll make a fantastic team.
In terms of genres, I'm drawn to slice of life, low fantasy, and science fiction, with a special emphasis on themes of romance. Whether we're exploring the complexities of everyday life or venturing into the far reaches of the cosmos, I believe that connection can elevate any story to new heights.
So, if you're a writer over the age of 18, who shares my passion for storytelling and meets the criteria outlined above, I'd love to hear from you. Let's embark on an epic journey together and create something truly magical. Who knows? We might just become the dynamic duo of the writing world.
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Are you tired of sifting through countless profiles, hoping to find that one perfect writing partner who shares your passion for storytelling? Look no further! If you're a discerning writer who values quality and compatibility, then you've come to the right place.
I'm a 37-year-old man with a passion for immersive storytelling, and I'm on the hunt for a like-minded writing partner who shares my enthusiasm for crafting rich narratives.
What am I looking for in a writing partner, you ask? Well, first and foremost, I value literacy and a strong command of language. If you're someone who takes pride in their writing skills and strives for excellence in every sentence, then we're off to a great start.
I also have a particular fondness for writers who prefer the third-person past tense and realistic face claims. There's something about the authenticity and depth that these elements bring to a story that really resonates with me. If you share my preference for these writing styles, then I'm confident that we'll make a fantastic team.
In terms of genres, I'm drawn to slice of life, low fantasy, and science fiction, with a special emphasis on themes of romance. Whether we're exploring the complexities of everyday life or venturing into the far reaches of the cosmos, I believe that connection can elevate any story to new heights.
So, if you're a writer over the age of 18, who shares my passion for storytelling and meets the criteria outlined above, I'd love to hear from you. Let's embark on an epic journey together and create something truly magical. Who knows? We might just become the dynamic duo of the writing world.
2024.05.15 14:54 austintatious87 {{ m4f }} I am picky with my partners, and you should be too!
I am picky with my partners, and you should be too!
Are you tired of sifting through countless profiles, hoping to find that one perfect writing partner who shares your passion for storytelling? Look no further! If you're a discerning writer who values quality and compatibility, then you've come to the right place.
I'm a 37-year-old man with a passion for immersive storytelling, and I'm on the hunt for a like-minded writing partner who shares my enthusiasm for crafting rich narratives.
What am I looking for in a writing partner, you ask? Well, first and foremost, I value literacy and a strong command of language. If you're someone who takes pride in their writing skills and strives for excellence in every sentence, then we're off to a great start.
I also have a particular fondness for writers who prefer the third-person past tense and realistic face claims. There's something about the authenticity and depth that these elements bring to a story that really resonates with me. If you share my preference for these writing styles, then I'm confident that we'll make a fantastic team.
In terms of genres, I'm drawn to slice of life, low fantasy, and science fiction, with a special emphasis on themes of romance. Whether we're exploring the complexities of everyday life or venturing into the far reaches of the cosmos, I believe that connection can elevate any story to new heights.
So, if you're a writer over the age of 18, who shares my passion for storytelling and meets the criteria outlined above, I'd love to hear from you. Let's embark on an epic journey together and create something truly magical. Who knows? We might just become the dynamic duo of the writing world.
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Are you tired of sifting through countless profiles, hoping to find that one perfect writing partner who shares your passion for storytelling? Look no further! If you're a discerning writer who values quality and compatibility, then you've come to the right place.
I'm a 37-year-old man with a passion for immersive storytelling, and I'm on the hunt for a like-minded writing partner who shares my enthusiasm for crafting rich narratives.
What am I looking for in a writing partner, you ask? Well, first and foremost, I value literacy and a strong command of language. If you're someone who takes pride in their writing skills and strives for excellence in every sentence, then we're off to a great start.
I also have a particular fondness for writers who prefer the third-person past tense and realistic face claims. There's something about the authenticity and depth that these elements bring to a story that really resonates with me. If you share my preference for these writing styles, then I'm confident that we'll make a fantastic team.
In terms of genres, I'm drawn to slice of life, low fantasy, and science fiction, with a special emphasis on themes of romance. Whether we're exploring the complexities of everyday life or venturing into the far reaches of the cosmos, I believe that connection can elevate any story to new heights.
So, if you're a writer over the age of 18, who shares my passion for storytelling and meets the criteria outlined above, I'd love to hear from you. Let's embark on an epic journey together and create something truly magical. Who knows? We might just become the dynamic duo of the writing world.
2024.05.15 14:53 austintatious87 {{ m4f }} I am picky with my partners, and you should be too!
I am picky with my partners, and you should be too!
Are you tired of sifting through countless profiles, hoping to find that one perfect writing partner who shares your passion for storytelling? Look no further! If you're a discerning writer who values quality and compatibility, then you've come to the right place.
I'm a 37-year-old man with a passion for immersive storytelling, and I'm on the hunt for a like-minded writing partner who shares my enthusiasm for crafting rich narratives.
What am I looking for in a writing partner, you ask? Well, first and foremost, I value literacy and a strong command of language. If you're someone who takes pride in their writing skills and strives for excellence in every sentence, then we're off to a great start.
I also have a particular fondness for writers who prefer the third-person past tense and realistic face claims. There's something about the authenticity and depth that these elements bring to a story that really resonates with me. If you share my preference for these writing styles, then I'm confident that we'll make a fantastic team.
In terms of genres, I'm drawn to slice of life, low fantasy, and science fiction, with a special emphasis on themes of romance. Whether we're exploring the complexities of everyday life or venturing into the far reaches of the cosmos, I believe that connection can elevate any story to new heights.
So, if you're a writer over the age of 18, who shares my passion for storytelling and meets the criteria outlined above, I'd love to hear from you. Let's embark on an epic journey together and create something truly magical. Who knows? We might just become the dynamic duo of the writing world.
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Are you tired of sifting through countless profiles, hoping to find that one perfect writing partner who shares your passion for storytelling? Look no further! If you're a discerning writer who values quality and compatibility, then you've come to the right place.
I'm a 37-year-old man with a passion for immersive storytelling, and I'm on the hunt for a like-minded writing partner who shares my enthusiasm for crafting rich narratives.
What am I looking for in a writing partner, you ask? Well, first and foremost, I value literacy and a strong command of language. If you're someone who takes pride in their writing skills and strives for excellence in every sentence, then we're off to a great start.
I also have a particular fondness for writers who prefer the third-person past tense and realistic face claims. There's something about the authenticity and depth that these elements bring to a story that really resonates with me. If you share my preference for these writing styles, then I'm confident that we'll make a fantastic team.
In terms of genres, I'm drawn to slice of life, low fantasy, and science fiction, with a special emphasis on themes of romance. Whether we're exploring the complexities of everyday life or venturing into the far reaches of the cosmos, I believe that connection can elevate any story to new heights.
So, if you're a writer over the age of 18, who shares my passion for storytelling and meets the criteria outlined above, I'd love to hear from you. Let's embark on an epic journey together and create something truly magical. Who knows? We might just become the dynamic duo of the writing world.
2024.05.15 14:46 FluidImpact259 Best Exercise to Get Over the Thoughts of Your Ex
This is a natural part of the healing process, but no matter where you are emotionally, this exercise will be immensely helpful in preventing you from over-idealizing your ex and plugging you back into reality. like “I miss him/her”, “I love him/her” or “I wish he/she was here”.
This is a natural part of the healing process, but no matter where you are emotionally, this exercise will be immensely helpful, it’s easy, and it will give you a more balanced view of the relationship you had.
I invite you to take a list of 5-10 overly positive/idealistic thoughts about your ex and do the turnarounds by adding a “but” to the thought and saying something contrary to your initial thought which is either just as if not more true to you.
Here is a list of mine:
Trust me this helps a lot. You will instantly feel the shift. Just be consistent.
Also, adopt healthy habits like working out, gardening, reading, caring for pets, focusing on a career etc.
Good Luck!
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This is a natural part of the healing process, but no matter where you are emotionally, this exercise will be immensely helpful, it’s easy, and it will give you a more balanced view of the relationship you had.
This is how the exercise works:
Basically, when you have a thought like “I really miss [insert ex’s name]” you must create a counter thought like “…but I don’t really miss how negatively he talked about other people” and add it to the sentence.I invite you to take a list of 5-10 overly positive/idealistic thoughts about your ex and do the turnarounds by adding a “but” to the thought and saying something contrary to your initial thought which is either just as if not more true to you.
Here is a list of mine:
- She was so attractive, but when I was with her, I often had a hard time being sexually attracted to her and the sex was mediocre at best.
- She was so smart, but she didn’t really do anything that positive with her abilities for herself, for me, or for our relationship.
- She was so funny, but she was also mean-spirited sometimes and put other people down in her jokes to lift herself up.
- She was so great at the beginning of our relationship, but that wasn’t really who she was and she was pretty shitty in the end.
- I love her, but I don’t love how passive-aggressive she is and her terrible communication skills.
- I miss her, but I don’t miss our pointless arguments that were never about the actual issue, her gaslighting, or how condescending she was.
- I wish she was here, but I only want her as the version that she pretended to be in the beginning, and that person doesn’t exist.
- She used to do so many thoughtful things, but that was only when she didn’t have my validation yet and wanted to achieve her goal of getting my commitment. She also secretly hated doing many of those things.
- She wrote such beautiful love notes, but that was only 3 months in when she idealized me and she barely knew me.
- It was nice to have her around, but not when there was extreme tension which became frequent towards the end.
Trust me this helps a lot. You will instantly feel the shift. Just be consistent.
Also, adopt healthy habits like working out, gardening, reading, caring for pets, focusing on a career etc.
Good Luck!
2024.05.15 14:35 Isanakoona What was one thing your ex said to you during or after the break that you will never forget?
There is one sentence I remember that haunts me even to this day.
So, my wife finally told me that she was seeing someone else. It hurted.
"I'm seeing another guy..."
Damn. You think this is the one right?
WRONG.
Fast forward a month.
She came to grab her stuff from the house. The Boyfriend also came to the house. The house that she and I built a life together in. I told him that I didn't want him in the house.
I told him to stay outside and I would leave the door open if he wanted. But I told her that he was not allowed in the house. It was the last sanctuary I had left. I didn't want it defiled.
"He is coming inside, whether you like it or not. He is with me."
He walked inside the house. Didn't even care to take off his shoes.
You think this one is the one right?
WRONG.
As she is packing her stuff, I threw away my pride. I threw away my ego.
I plead her to rethink the divorce. I told her that I would forgive her for cheating. I would forgive her for everything. I told her how I felt and that it was all my fault and I just wanted her back. I told her I would promise to be a better man.
"No. I don't want to think about it anymore. I'm done."
You think this is the one right?
WRONG.
I was so hurt that she said that, I felt like time stopped. I probably stopped breathing for a good minute. When I came to, I was numb.
I was so numb, even I started to pack her things. I was a robot. Just going through the motions. After she packed the last of her things and left... she looked at me in the eyes.
She said the one thing that made me not believe in love anymore. She said the one thing that finally made me understand that the relationship was no longer.
She said: "Did I break you enough yet?"
I felt my stomach go to my throat. The colors in the world disappeared. My world crumbled. As she closed the door, I heard her drive off in the car I gave her. I sat on the couch.
I stared at the floor for a good hour before I could comprehend what she said.
"DID I BREAK YOU ENOUGH YET?"
This is what broke me.
That's the gist of it.
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So, my wife finally told me that she was seeing someone else. It hurted.
"I'm seeing another guy..."
Damn. You think this is the one right?
WRONG.
Fast forward a month.
She came to grab her stuff from the house. The Boyfriend also came to the house. The house that she and I built a life together in. I told him that I didn't want him in the house.
I told him to stay outside and I would leave the door open if he wanted. But I told her that he was not allowed in the house. It was the last sanctuary I had left. I didn't want it defiled.
"He is coming inside, whether you like it or not. He is with me."
He walked inside the house. Didn't even care to take off his shoes.
You think this one is the one right?
WRONG.
As she is packing her stuff, I threw away my pride. I threw away my ego.
I plead her to rethink the divorce. I told her that I would forgive her for cheating. I would forgive her for everything. I told her how I felt and that it was all my fault and I just wanted her back. I told her I would promise to be a better man.
"No. I don't want to think about it anymore. I'm done."
You think this is the one right?
WRONG.
I was so hurt that she said that, I felt like time stopped. I probably stopped breathing for a good minute. When I came to, I was numb.
I was so numb, even I started to pack her things. I was a robot. Just going through the motions. After she packed the last of her things and left... she looked at me in the eyes.
She said the one thing that made me not believe in love anymore. She said the one thing that finally made me understand that the relationship was no longer.
She said: "Did I break you enough yet?"
I felt my stomach go to my throat. The colors in the world disappeared. My world crumbled. As she closed the door, I heard her drive off in the car I gave her. I sat on the couch.
I stared at the floor for a good hour before I could comprehend what she said.
"DID I BREAK YOU ENOUGH YET?"
This is what broke me.
That's the gist of it.