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Previous Entry
Writing these things has made me realize how different I sound these days. Back when all this started I’m not sure I even spoke English and I certainly didn’t speak like I do now but to be honest, I don’t remember. Trying to recall things to write has made me realize exactly how many little things I’ve forgotten over the years. The sights, the sounds, all those fade into the background of most events.
Even something as visceral as Archer’s basement still takes me a while to recall clearly. I wonder if it’s more than just my long life, we do age after all. I mentioned before that sunlight is not deadly to vampires like myself but very unpleasant, that and it makes us more normal. In the sun I won’t be as strong as I would be in the dark and by my assessment I age in the sun as well. Not any faster than a normal person but I do age, its why I don’t still look like that little boy stuck in Paris anymore.
I did spend quite some time in Paris before I left or rather, escaped. I’m not sure I ever would have left if not for the war. I didn’t have many friends there save for other… I’m not sure what to call them… entities? Whatever you want to cal it I had some friends in the more supernatural parts of the city. A vampire named Belle had become a sort of mother figure to me over the years spent there.
I met her by chance one night as I sated myself in an alley. I was ready to fight but she just laughed and flashed her own fangs at me, ridiculing me for being so careless. It was under her wing where I learned everything I know now about vampires. It’s where I realized not all vampires endure sunlight as well as I do, if anything that one trait is what’s most unique about me according to her. But thats not the story I want to tell on these pages tonight. I want to tell the story of lieutenant Marsh and the real beginnings of the organization that would become Chimera.
When war came to Paris that summer I was unprepared. I never expected the war to spiral out of hand so quickly or for it to force me out of my home. I was with Belle and a few more of her friends whose names escape me waiting out the worst of it and hoping things would blow over in the city soon. Obviously we were completely misguided, it was that sense of invulnerability again just the same as when I was a boy. The world was our playground and nothing could hurt us. It didn’t help that in some ways I really was invulnerable and it went straight to my head.
Only flashes of my memory from that day remain. I remember the nazi soldier kicking in the door and firing at Belle’s friends. I remember the screaming that abruptly ended in a single gunshot. I remember the trail of blood leading to her friends body where it lay staked to the ground in the sun. We heal fast, not instantly but much faster than a human. Put us in sunlight though, and we’re just as fragile as a normal person. It was the first time I’d seen someone with abilities like ours die and it made me feel mortal again for the first time in decades.
The rest of the day is a disjointed blur. Belle and I fled the city, I blank out on the specifics of it but we made it out with some difficulty. After that we hunkered down for the night in a rickety old shack. I remember wanting to push on through the day but Belle protested, she didn’t deal with the sun as well as I did. When night finally fell we fled to the coast and managed to catch a ship heading towards the United States.
The trip was unpleasant to say the least, neither of us made good stowaways. We weren’t living life in the lap of luxury before by any means but we lived comfortably. This was a far cry from what we were used to in Paris and the welcome we received was even worse. Apparently fleeing for your own survival is a crime, both of us were separated and sent to prison on our arrival to the states for stowing away on the ship.
That was the last time I ever saw Belle, I get letters from her every now and then but I haven’t seen her in person since. She does well for herself, works in D.C. as a sort of handler for the supernatural. Regrettably she does work with Chimera, says they have the best interests at heart for the supernatural but she doesn’t see what I see out here. She doesn’t know the part I played in its creation, what it really stood for in the beginning. Chimera tends to kill first these days rather than actually try to help or give the supernatural some kind of place in the world. I think thats why I haven’t been to visit her, I just don’t want to argue with a friend as old as her. Funnily enough I don’t think anyone knows she’s a vampire. I doubt they’d take that very well, she’d probably lose her position. They must have suspicions though because theres no way she’d be able to get letters to me without Baelen knowing about it. Every few months they keep showing up though and I always make sure to write her back.
Anyways I’m getting off topic, back to my story. I was in prison for months until an offer came my way, serve the rest of my sentence or enlist in the army and be a free man when I came back, if I came back. Of course I took the offer, I didn’t realize how suspicious that deal sounded at the time but it actually played out exactly as they said. I also didn’t have much of a choice in the matter either. It was hard to get my hands on any blood when I was almost constantly under watch and I could feel the effects it was having on me. I figured it would be best to get a change of scenery.
The next week I was off to training then not long after, we shipped out to the trenches and met the commander of the platoon I’d been assigned to. That’s the first time I met Lieutenant Johnson Marsh and what a man he was. That first day I was convinced I’d never see a smile ever again, the trenches were a horrible depressing place. But there Marsh was, laughing and smiling and just generally enjoying life with the rest of the platoon. He was either crazy or stupid, thats what my first thoughts about him were. I remember those clearly even today but I couldn’t have been more wrong. If anything he may have turned out to be one of the smartest men I ever knew.
The first few weeks were spent holding our position from the germans. It was brutal but I found I was a decent shot with the rifle I was given. Marsh on the other hand spent those weeks barking orders at us and keeping us in line. He never used a rifle like most of the soldiers used. Instead he kept a Beretta m9 with him at all times. That weapon was the only one I ever saw him use. I remember the name only because he was so found of explaining everything there was to know about the gun to me whenever I questioned him about it. You could immediately recognize the pistol as his by its strange grip. One side of it had a picture of an idyllic scene of a manor house in the middle of a sprawling field. The other had a painting of a woman, his wife I’d guess but he never actually told me if that was there case. He seemed to spend the nights staring with longing at each side of the artistic grip.
I’d never really had a family, even with Belle I’d always felt like I was a bit of an outsider. There was so much I didn’t know about how normal people lived. Even though I’d had friends in Paris we were always kind of hidden away in our own personal corner. There was this separation between us and normal life, even between the other supernaturals in the area.
Here I felt like I was part of something though. Sure I was still lost but so was everyone else, we could be lost together and Marsh would always set us straight in the end. There was something about the man, some piece of him that just understood what we were all going through. He expected a lot from us but he was never unreasonable and several times even argued with command on our behalf when ridiculous orders came our way. I actually wanted to serve with him. The rest of the platoon wasn’t bad but they’d all been given the same deal as me. They were all just there to get out of prison. I’m still not sure what Marsh’s story was, he always kept that to himself but any of us would’ve taken a bullet for that man.
Our first real assignment came maybe three months into my period of indentured service. Our platoon was tasked with rescuing a captured American scientist and capturing a German scientist. The scientists in question were Frank Smith and Stein Hoffman and no, the irony of those names is not lost on me, fits the two of them though. I’m sure doctor Frankenstein wishes he was successful as those two. But before those orders could be acted on we had to overtake a German trench surrounding the compound they were staying in.
That fight was bloody and we lost several good men in the chaos. At one point a trench gun was shoved into my arms and I launched myself into the German trench. I wouldn’t be surprised if ghost stories are still passed around of what I did that day. After I made my way over and into the German trench I lashed out with all I had. Moving with superhuman speed and lashing out with both the bayonet affixed to my gun and my fangs, I fell upon the Germans. They stood little chance as I tore into them and all by my lonesome I ensured we’d face no more resistance.
Marsh was the first over into the now silent trench, I’m glad it was him because I’m not sure anyone else would’ve understood like him. I was holding the German officer to the trench wall, fangs buried in his neck as I fed when I heard footsteps behind me. I dropped him and turned to see Marsh staring questioningly at me. I must’ve been a sight to see, blood dripping from my mouth and covering my bullet torn uniform. Marsh steadied himself for a moment and shouted back to the rest of the platoon,
“Boys hold up a second! Just get down and stay up there a minute won’tcha!”
All of a sudden he took a step forward and a well mannered grin took its usual place on his lips.
“Though You didn’t care for sauerkraut J.?”
The joke stunned me, I fully expected him to shoot me then and there, put me down like the abomination I must’ve looked like to him.
“Lieutenant I…”
But Marsh raised his hands to cut me off.
“Command’d probably want me to shoot’cha, hell maybe I aught’a but I don’t think it’d be right. You seem decent, little odd sure but you’ve got heart, I see it in the way you look out for the boys. Plus I always figured there was some’n off about you. The way you stay out’a the light always seem a little faster and stronger than anyone got the right to be just didn’t figure it’d be…. That.”
Marsh told me pointing to the punctures in the officers neck.
“Thank you lieutenant, Could we keep this between us though sir?”
“Drop the formalities J. Jesus! We’re all friends here.”
“I just don’t want the others to know, they may not be as understanding as you.”
“No can do, but you can tell em’ yourself. Alright men, get on down here!”
In all my years I’d never had to explain myself to anyone up until that point. I guess that day my number was up but I never knew just how understanding people, normal people could be. I’d always lived around the supernatural in Paris, didn’t interact much with the normal people I saw in the streets every day, I didn’t have to. I’d always assumed there was a reason for that but in the moment I realized there wasn’t, not really. I’d just avoided normal people because I feared what they’d think if it came out that I wasn’t like them.
Of course There were some of the men that objected to… what I was. Most of them took after Marsh though. They didn’t really care what I was, I’d proven to them I was a good person and thats all that mattered. I just wish they’d been right about me back then because the truth was I still hadn’t learned to care, not really. Even the ones who objected came around eventually and that night Marsh finally came clean to me about why exactly he was so accepting.
According to him he’d always assumed there was more out there, things beyond human that lived on the fringes of society. Even he always thought he sounded crazy. I was the proof he needed to convince himself he wasn’t. Marsh also told me what we were really doing with the scientists. Both Frank and Stein researched the supernatural, their projects were as secret as secret could be. Marsh’s interests and theories, as personal as he tried to keep them showed up in his file somewhere. The higher ups had handpicked him for this mission because of it. The official story was that Frank had been captured but in reality he defected to further his own research with a like minded individual. Our mission was really to force Frank back into the fold and take Stein along with him.
The more he talked the more I could tell his heart was fully committed to this mission and the final assault tomorrow. I’d never seen someone so… alive. In my extremely long life I don’t think Id ever felt that kind of conviction myself. So I promised him I’d have his back tomorrow no matter what.
Morning broke and with it our assault began. Intel on the German defenses was shoddy at best but we never expected what we’d actually run into. At least three times our number acted as guards so a distraction was in order to give us a window of entry. A few of the men would handle the distraction “however they saw fit” to quote Marsh. Then Marsh and I would make our way into the compound itself and the rest of the platoon would cover us.
For what its worth most of the plan went off without a hitch. A tremendous explosion signaled Marsh and I to press the advantage and rush the confused soldiers that lay in front of us. Some actually turned and ran from me, apparently word of my stunt in the trenches yesterday had spread quickly. The rest of the platoon followed behind us but then our luck ran out with the roar of an engine.
An honest to god panzer tank rolled out of a tunnel we hadn’t seen that ran under the compound and turned its barrel towards us. I almost didn’t hear the blast from how slow time seemed to move. But move it did as the explosion of the shell’s impact scattered bodies left and right. The shell impacted behind us but the sheer force of the blast threw Marsh and I to the ground, knocking us unconscious.
When I slowly came to my eyes couldn’t believe what I was seeing. A man dressed in red priestly robes with a matching red top hat was walking between the bodies. When he approached one that groaned out with agony he’d kneel down and whisper things I couldn’t hear to them, after that he’d snap his fingers. sometimes the person he was talking with would disappear other times they would fall silent and sometimes it didn’t appear that anything happened at all.
Just the sight of the man terrified me and I wasn’t sure why. It was an instinctual reaction, the second I lay eyes on him I froze up and ice cold fear crept its way up my spine. When people accuse me of being the devil this man is who I think of. Even today I’m not sure what it is he does or why. What I do know is that he never looks the same. I’ve seen him appear as male, female, even as an animal on a few occasions but I can always tell. The second I’m near him no matter what he looks like the same old feeling comes over me.
Once my vision had finally focused in on the man he seemed to notice without ever looking at me. I blinked and suddenly he was there, kneeling over me.
“Would you like to live.”
He rasped down at me with a voice that seemed to boom around me no matter how quiet it must’ve actually been. I felt like a child again, staring at Archer for the first time. I’d never really had to fear death before but here I was, sure I was about to meet my end right here. In all honestly I wasn’t injured all that bad, I probably could’ve survived with or without this man help. But something told me that if I said no he’d make sure I would die right here.
“Ye…y… yes”
I stuttered out, barley able to form the words through the pain that stabbed throughout my body.
“You will be my instrument for one night at a time of me choosing.”
The man replied. I stayed silent as I stared into his eyes, trying to determine if the sunglasses he wore were tinted or if his eyes really did burn with an infernal red light. The man cocked his head as if waiting for a response to his question. I’m not sure if question was the right word though, there wasn’t much of a choice for me.
Looking back there was always a choice, maybe I could’ve survived on my own merits, found another way. In the years to come I’d wish I just said no, even if it would’ve cost me my life. But thats not what happened. I nodded and the deal maker snapped his fingers. As soon as he had dark clouds flooded the sky and blocked out the sun, allowing my body to begin repairing itself. The man moved on to where Marsh’s body lay and probably made him the same deal as I felt my body healing. Despite that, my consciousness faded again as I strained to try and hear what the man would say to Marsh.
We never actually discussed the man at all. Not then and not in the years since. Maybe that was all an unspoken part of Marsh’s deal. Maybe both of us just wished that man was nothing more than a waking dream, a vivid hallucination. Whatever the case neither of us ever mentioned that man to each other.
The next time I woke up I was chained to a table next to Marsh. We had been captured and brought before the very scientists we were here to apprehend. There were guards around but they all seemed to be waiting for some kind of order. I was certainly surprised when that order came in perfect English, even more surprised when the order was to let us down so we could talk.
Frank and Stein ended up being quite reasonable people. The two let us stay in relative comfort in the compound as long as we agreed to stay and leave them to their work. That was all the convincing it took for me. I understand that the men I’d served with were all dead and that these two were in some way responsible. Maybe that should’ve bothered me more, today it certainly would’ve. Back then I didn’t think the same way, they accepted me for what I was but only briefly, only out of respect for Marsh. What did the lives of people I’d known for so short a time really matter? Writing this now just makes me realize how cold I was before, I didn’t care for anything beyond myself. I’d made no efforts to find Belle since we were separated and how long had I known her, 100 years, more? I may have pretended I cared but when push came to shove I simply tried to make sure I survived.
Marsh wasn’t as cold as me, in fact he almost immediately reached for where his pistol should’ve been when he was unchained. It took Frank, Stein, and myself weeks to convince him that helping would be the right decision. He didn’t like it at first but little by little I think the scientists grew on him. The guards I’d seen our first day here seemed to thin out the longer we stayed. Wether that was a gesture of trust or simply because they were needed for more important duties I don’t know but it certainly eased Marsh’s mind.
I merely observed the scientists most of the time until Stein asked me for a sample of my blood. It didn’t surprise me that he knew what I was but for obvious reasons I was hesitant to give it to him, especially considering what I’d seen so called doctors do with vampire blood. Eventually he wore me down and I gave let him take a sample just to shut him up. After that I became more involved in their research though not by choice. They had me showcasing my abilities and tested the effects of sunlight on my blood. On a few rare occasions Stein even injected it into other prisoners that were brought in, something I put a stop to very quickly. T
hat sample of blood is why Frank and Stein are still around today. Somehow they managed to isolate whatever part of my DNA allows me to age so much slower than a normal person. They took that and spliced it into their own DNA against my recommendations. The crazy thing was it actually worked. Sure they had a newfound appreciation for rare steaks but beyond that I didn’t notice any of the effects that combining vampire DNA with your own would usually have.
As Marsh and I assisted the scientist’s research however we could we both came to the realization that they needed each other to function. Stein lacked a moral compass and was prone to suggest unethical or risky procedures, sometimes going so far as to carry them out without informing Frank. Frank on the other hand preferred caution in everything he did and sometimes I noticed him personally taking and shredding requests Stein had written for test subjects, hazardous materials, or samples from supernatural entities. The two kept a very delicate dance of checks and balances. Stein ever the daring mad scientist and Frank always playing the role of overly cautious genius.
Marsh and Frank got along extremely well near the end. The two would be up at all hours of the night as Frank explained what kind of things really existed in the world. Marsh always shared these ideas of a world where the supernatural and the normal could live together and I think Frank shared that vision. It wasn’t possible, still isn’t but treating the supernatural as something other than monsters couldn’t possibly be a bad thing. I think thats where the idea of the Bureau of Supernatural Affairs really came from, those talks Marsh had with anyone who would listen.
Overtime one of our favorite conversations was what we would do when the war was over and we could leave this compound. Stein wasn’t sure he would, if his research wasn’t going to a man who’d simply use it to cause more conflict he wouldn’t mind staying. Frank wanted to return home, if that was even possible and he asked if Stein would join him. Those two had also become close friends through our months in the lab. That checks and balances relationship they had made them basically inseparable. Marsh’s answer surprised me though, he said he wanted to get out of the military and start a program, something to help the supernatural live closer to normal lives. At least keep tabs on them so that the quality of their lives might improve. I was stunned, I couldn’t believe he’d throw his career away just to chase this pipe dream of his. I didn’t even know Marsh was concerned with that kind of thing. I didn’t have an answer of my own so I said I’d join Marsh and help with this program idea of his. Actually, even Frank and Stein seemed to agree with Marsh’s way of thinking. Little did we know the war would end less than a month after our talk and we’d all get the chance to actually put Marsh’s little idea to the test.
Once the Americans had come and discovered the compound pretty much abandoned aside from us we were all taken prisoner and shipped back to America. We were all interrogated and they either heard what they wanted to hear, or decided anyone we’d talk to about our experiences would assume we were just crazy. We were released back into society under constant surveillance. They even gave us a sizable home in D.C., it was certainly bugged to its core but thats exactly what we wanted.
Through the next year we used Frank and Steins knowledge and my supernatural nature to track down entities all over the country. We made sure that everything was discussed and planned out in the house. That way however was listening knew exactly what we were doing and how successful it was. It wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows though, some entities would rather we didn’t know about them. Others were naturally aggressive but some we were actually able to help.
Our escapades as a group of four didn’t last much past the first year. Mostly because our master plan of using the bugs worked perfectly. Ol’ uncle Sam had been listening in and wanted his chance at calling the shots but it meant we became a legitimate organization, the BSA. Technically the acronym was already taken but no one ever complained and Marsh never came up with anything better.
We spent 4 years doing everything we could to improve the lives of supernatural beings everywhere. Not every one of our endeavors was a success but we did some good in the world. One such project was blood banks for vampires. While the blood that gets donated is used for transfusions and the like some was put into cold storage for the BSA. That got distributed to vampires who had come to an agreement with us to stop hunting humans for blood. Some vampires were even selected for jobs at these blood banks, under the supervision of BSA agents of course.
The more human supernaturals like werewolves, vampires, and succubi even used us to find jobs in the world. We made in roads for the supernatural in daily life because of it. Werewolves would use their strength for government construction. Vampire’s long lives made them excellent archivists or history teachers because they actually been there for those events. A succubus’s ability to understand and control someones emotions and reactions made them excellent therapists and conflict deescalation specialists. Those are just some of the fields we managed to get the supernatural involved in. While they usually had to hide their natural they were wildly successful.
Everything went well until that fourth year when I first met Baelen. He was headstrong from the beginning, the powers that be were grooming him for leadership. He was everything they wanted, he followed orders and didn’t question things to much. In short, he was the perfect solution to the inconvenience the four of us caused running the organization as we saw fit. But baleen had a mean streak, he didn’t want to protect the supernatural so much as he wanted to put them in their place. Unfortunately a lot of the research we provided had scared pretty much everyone above us who had never even entertained the idea of the supernatural until now. That meant Baelen’s ideas of monitoring and segregating the supernatural population were popular. So popular that suggesting culling their numbers to keep them in check and under the thumb of the BSA was an idea they actually entertained. That sentiment caught on and our orders became more and more militant.
Every time we disregarded them to do things the way we had envisioned the consequence grew steeper. Eventually Frank, Stein, Marsh, and I just couldn’t stand to see what our BSA had become so we left. We couldn’t do anything else to stop what was coming from the inside, no point in going down with the ship.
After that Baelen quickly ended up heading the whole operation. He still took orders directly from government officials and when the BSA became part of homeland security it became Chimera division. Why they chose such a stupid name I’ll never know but the organization was a shadow of its former self. Before we looked out for the supernatural, tried to help. Under Baelen Chimera just exists to monitor the supernatural and “correct” any issues uncle Sam decides to have with them. They’re glorified enforcers that don’t give a damn how the supernatural actually have it. That’s not to say some good people don’t work for them, people like Belle and even Marsh’s own daughter as far as I’m aware.
It sickens me to think I was a part of it though, for all the good we did maybe it would’ve been better if Johnson Marsh’s pipe dream would’ve stayed just that. I can do a lot but I can’t change the past so I guess we’ll never know. A while ago I heard that something had happened in a little nowhere town out in New Mexico. Pretty much dropped off the face of the Earth. The only reason I even heard about it was through Belle’s letters. Apparently Chimera had to do some huge cover up job and decided it was better if the town just never existed. Maybe I should go myself and see if I can’t piece what happened together. Could be that someone else out there has it in for Chimera and is a whole lot more direct about it than me. I’m just imaging it was some runaway experiment Frank and Stein got up to. I wonder where those two ended up, I’ll have to check up on them sometime. This journal writing is digging up a lot of memories for me but thats probably a good thing. Write them down before I forget again. I think that’ll be all for today then, why do I keep addressing these like someone’s reading them? Not much point to that is there?

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"AI verbod hindert groei Indiase techbedrijven - Lees waarom!"
In India, een land dat bekend staat om zijn bloeiende IT-sector, lijken techbedrijven het moeilijk te hebben. Het afgelopen jaar is de groei van de Indiase software-aandelen achtergebleven bij die van de rest van de wereld. Wat is hier aan de hand? Het antwoord ligt deels in het beperkte gebruik van kunstmatige intelligentie (AI) in India, wat resulteert in een gebrek aan concurrentiekracht en innovatie. Laten we eens kijken naar de gevolgen van dit AI verbod en waarom het tijd is voor een verandering.
AI, oftewel kunstmatige intelligentie, is de technologie die computers in staat stelt om mensachtige taken uit te voeren, zoals het herkennen van spraak en beelden. In de afgelopen jaren is AI uitgegroeid tot een onmisbaar onderdeel van de technologische industrie en heeft het bijgedragen aan grote vooruitgang op verschillende gebieden. Toch zijn er in India strenge beperkingen opgelegd aan het gebruik van deze technologie, wat de groei van de Indiase techbedrijven in de weg staat.
Een belangrijke beperking is het AI verbod dat de Indiase overheid heeft ingesteld voor de financiële sector. Dit verbod houdt in dat banken, verzekeraars en andere financiële instellingen geen gebruik mogen maken van AI-technologieën in hun dienstverlening. Dit heeft grote gevolgen voor de efficiëntie en innovatie van deze bedrijven, aangezien AI juist kan helpen om processen te automatiseren en te verbeteren. Hierdoor raken de Indiase financiële instellingen achter op hun internationale concurrenten.
Daarnaast zijn er ook beperkingen op het gebied van data en privacy. India heeft strenge wetten en voorschriften op het gebied van privacy, waardoor bedrijven moeite hebben om toegang te krijgen tot de data die nodig is voor het ontwikkelen van AI-technologieën. Hierdoor kunnen Indiase techbedrijven niet volledig profiteren van de mogelijkheden die AI biedt en lopen ze achter op andere landen.
Een ander punt is de beperkte investeringen in AI-onderzoek en -ontwikkeling in India. Volgens het persbericht van Bloomberg wordt er jaarlijks slechts 1% van het bruto binnenlands product besteed aan onderzoek en ontwikkeling, waarvan een klein deel naar AI gaat. Dit in tegenstelling tot andere landen, zoals China en de Verenigde Staten, waar veel meer geïnvesteerd wordt in deze technologie. Deze investeringen zijn essentieel voor de groei en innovatie van de techindustrie, en het gebrek eraan in India is een belemmering voor het succes van het land op dit gebied.
Kortom, het AI verbod in India is een van de belangrijkste redenen voor de achterblijvende groei van de Indiase techbedrijven. De beperkingen op het gebied van financiën, data en investeringen zorgen ervoor dat deze bedrijven niet kunnen concurreren met hun internationale tegenhangers. Om de groei van de IT-sector in India te stimuleren, is het hoog tijd dat de overheid deze beperkingen opheft en meer ruimte biedt voor de ontwikkeling en inzet van AI-technologieën.
Bronnen: - Bloomberg. (2024, 17 mei). Lack of AI Is Reducing India Software Stocks' Heft as Tech Bets. Geraadpleegd van https://www.bloomberg.com/news/articles/2024-05-17/lack-of-ai-is-reducing-india-software-stocks-heft-as-tech-bets - The Economic Times. (2021, 9 maart). Explained: AI in financial services. Geraadpleegd van https://economictimes.indiatimes.com/tech/ites/explained-ai-in-financial-services/articleshow/81304192.cms - The Hindu. (2021, 7 februari). India’s privacy law is in urgent need of strengthening. Geraadpleegd van https://www.thehindu.com/opinion/op-ed/indias-privacy-law-is-in-urgent-need-of-strengthening/article33785936.ece - World Intellectual Property Organization. (2020). World Intellectual Property Indicators 2020. Geraadpleegd van https://www.wipo.int/edocs/pubdocs/en/wipo_pub_941_2020.pdf
https://itinsights.nl/2024/05/18/ai-verbod-hindert-groei-indiase-techbedrijven-lees-waarom/
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Luna DataBase is a discord server where the person running the server uploads all the removed, changed and added soundtracks from each new beta version of HSR(as well as some other games)
this is one of the newly found soundtracks which can be found on the server under sr_2_2_53-new-added-bgm chanel titled as 991996631.wav
and this is another Honkai Impact 3rd ost called Pendant
991996631.wav

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I hope you are doing better today than yesterday. (TLDR at the end; or enjoy my story :) )

Why:

About 11 months ago, I launched my app for the first time on lonely because I had previously experienced loneliness myself during grad school. I wanted to reach out to people going through similar experiences by providing them with what would’ve helped me in the past.
I felt this was an important mission for me and a much more rewarding one than my day job that I quit my job to work on the app full-time.
It was necessary because I did not come from a programming background. I knew how to program in the sense of running scientific simulations on MATLAB, but creating the front-end and back-end for a consumer app was totally new to me, so I had to learn from scratch.
I enjoyed everyday going to a cafe to learn from programming crash courses on YouTube, developing the app little by little, and eventually launching the app! The initial response was actually pretty great: 220 upvotes for the app launch post, which I proudly pinned in my bio :)

How:

I made the app to be based on voice, and nothing else: no profiles, no profile photos, and even no texts. The reason for that was I felt a lot of people felt lonely and had trouble finding meaningful online connections because of the modern communication medium which actually promotes superficial and viral contents over authentic and long-form contents. It is easy to see from examples: TikTok’s 30 second videos, Instagram’s eye-popping photos by beautiful people from the globe, and Twitter(X)’s 140-char spicy takes. Sure, these platforms offer us information about DIYs, trends, and news that can enrich our lives and entertain us, but they don’t by all means help us feel more connected to individuals. Even on Reddit, the contents tend to be more wholesome and there are hilarious comments that build on top of each other, but the actual sense of connection you feel with the users is tenuous.
Focusing on voice worked! It was incredible listening to the heartfelt messages from strangers from all over the world who opened up about their loneliness and didn’t mind being vulnerable to other strangers. I have personally spoke with everyone that came by. The 14k minutes of voice messages do not include my own voice messages; they are all messages that people left for their own posts, to each other, or as replies to me.

Highlights:

There were some incredible moments, which would be too long to share in this post (leave a comment if you want to hear more!), but some of the highlights were (note: these are all from public conversations):

• Lady in New Brunswick, Canada was extremely depressed after a difficult divorce and felt being on the life’s edge. She was getting scammed left and right on dating apps and was losing hope. She told me that I was the only one that she felt she could trust and talk to, and she probably wouldn’t be here if I ever stopped talking to her. Thankfully, she eventually managed to find a boyfriend and she thanked me for having always been there for her. She still came back to the app to act as a supporter for other lonely souls for a while!
• Gentleman in New York, USA felt isolated in a farm and felt he had no real connections with anyone. He shared with me and other users about his life growing various vegetables, but stopped coming on the app for a couple of months. When he came back, he was pleasantly surprised by the app’s development, felt I really believed in my mission to help lonely souls, and became an evangelist for my app :) He posted on several forums on Reddit and engaged in conversations with many users on the app.

What was also incredible was that there were not only people experiencing loneliness here, but also people who did not feel lonely but were on the app to support others going through loneliness. They would share stories and studies related to loneliness in their posts, and also try to talk to some lonely folks on the app who seemed very hardened by their experience of loneliness which made them cynical and pessimistic. The concept of compassionate listening by Thich Nhat Hanh and Polyvagal theory that explains 3 levels of our nervous system are a few things they mentioned that come to my mind. Unfortunately, these efforts by supporters were often, so to speak, ineffective in solving people’s loneliness.

What I learned:

And that was part of what made it so hard to have a sustainable ecosystem on my app: many people who have been lonely for a long period of time had their personalities and social skills hardened to the point that they either:

• did not know how to engage with others by understanding social cues and sharing stories about themselves that allow themselves to be vulnerable to others, which allows for deeper social connections
• felt they are never good enough, they are stuck in their situation, and there is nothing that can help them get better. Any help or suggestions offered by others would only work on others and did not apply to them.

My hope for the app was to help people who experience loneliness find and support each other. By providing the platform for them to voice out their stories, have them be heard by others, and find others who resonate and reply, I thought they would finally find friends whom they can relate to, share their lives with, and would no longer have to feel lonely again.
However, the reality was that many were hardened by loneliness and it was hard for such connections to materialize. Plus, one of the main ways for an app like this to grow is by word of mouth. Unfortunately, most people experiencing loneliness did not have anyone to share the app with, which stunted the app’s growth and mostly depended on me manually bringing users onto the platform.
With fewer chances of having good interactions, even the people who really resonated with the app and shared stories slowly stopped coming back. Some just suddenly ghosted, which made the experience on the app painful for other engaged people on the app.

My hope for the future:

I still believe that there are more people out there experiencing loneliness who have the deep desire to share their stories and find the long-term friends across the globe who understand each other and can share slices of their lives with.
So, if you are someone that can benefit from sharing stories and solve your loneliness this way, feel free to check out my app at https://bubblic.app
Also, if you know of any way I can improve the app to better help people experiencing loneliness, please leave a comment.
Lastly, word of mouth would really help. If you like the app, or if you know someone who would benefit from the app, please share it with others!

TLDR:

I created an app focused on voice communication to help lonely people connect, inspired by my own experiences. Despite an encouraging start and meaningful interactions, many users struggled to form lasting connections due to the deep impact of their loneliness. Growth has been slow, mainly reliant on my efforts. If you know someone who might benefit, please share my app: https://bubblic.app. Feedback is also welcome! Tech stack used:
Backend

• AWS Websocket, DynamoDB, Cognito, S3, Lambda

AI

• WhisperX model running on laptop locally

Frontend

• Flutter

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Deeply considering a move to SF next Fall since my husband will be looking for a job in tech and I also have some good friends in the city. We don’t love where we live now and are looking for a big change.
I spent almost 2 weeks there last month and had an amazing time. Everyone said “look out for this” or “watch out for that” before I came, but tbh not a single downside to my trip. Worst thing that happened to me was a homeless guy in Golden Gate Park trying to tell my friend and I that we could drink the water tricking under some stairs lol
Without a doubt the city has issues, but is it really so bad? I currently live in the Walmart parking lot of places (DFW, TX) and I really fell head over heels in love with the natural beauty everywhere and charm of the walkable neighborhoods in SF. The people I met were kind and interesting, I actually love the erratic weather, and aside from everything being pretty pricey, I could totally see myself building a life in SF. So why does everyone look at me with horrified wide eyes when I tell them this? We have homeless encampments in DFW. We have corrupt government. We have ignorant, entitled assholes, same as every city. So am I missing something? Why shouldn’t I move to SF?

I'm a medical software tech by day, aspiring fantasy novelist by night. I've been working on a fantasy piece for the past year. I've got the first draft completed, now the fun part comes next (revising). If you're into Narnia, Harry Potter, etc. then I'm sure you'll enjoy what I'm writing.Unfortunately writing doesn't pay the bills, so that's why I have my day job (medical software technician). I've been living by myself for the past year or so, and honestly it's pretty lonely with just a dog and a cat (I also have shared custody of my daughter). I don't do a lot of gaming these days, and I honestly don't watch a lot of television or movies (between work and writing, time is a rather hot commodity!) I do enjoy traveling and trying new food/drink but I don't much reason to do either as of late. I would like someone to give me a reason to go out, whether it's a week-long trip in another state (or even another country), or a night out on the town (I enjoy the symphony, Broadway show, or any other 'fancy' date). You don't have to be a 'dog' person, but I'm always going to have at least one. If I haven't turned you off yet, congratulations. I get that people are busy, but if you're not going to put any effort in conversations (i.e. say one or two words a day, or not bother saying anything at all) then don't bother replying to this. You're wasting two people's time and it's rude. Just so I know you've taken the time to at least skim through this, tell me if you've ever worn a pair of oxford heels.

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Me and a friend , both challenger solo queue monsters decided to give some help to those in need with climbing for a fair price. We can cover every role but preferably Jungle, Support and ADC. Also we offer duo boosting for those who want to play with the booster and learn from them. We offer general tips and tricks for an easier climb and a better time on the rift. For SOLO boost we disable chat and keep the summoner spells as the client and use vpn and offline mode if the client asks for it.
If you want to join as a BOOSTER in my team you need to have been challenger with proof and play 1-2 games in high elo live. Msg me on discord so we schedule it.
Just add us on discord and we will talk out what is a fair price for both you and me💰
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I had this idea of taking the “Live at the BBC” albums and making them just the talking tracks (kinda like that weird “Fun on stage with Elvis” album) and I did it.
Give this playlist a listen: Fun on air with The Beatles https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2KfmDrO1m1BkGfUvT5Jq7t?si=YENdVMM_RuuA8xorSrcVWg&pi=u-lEVL71GpRpKS
It reminds me of how funny they can be.

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Magnesium is important for:
Energy production. Blood pressure regulation. Normal heart rhythm. DNA and RNA creation. Bone structure development. Nervous system regulation. Insulin regulation ⬇️ https://mcpress.mayoclinic.org/nutrition-fitness/magnesium-glycinate-is-this-supplement-helpful-for-you/
Signs of Magnesium Deficiency

1. Twitching Muscles (eyelids)
2. Waking up between 2-3am. (high cortisol)
3. Irritation (nervousness, low blood sugar)
4. Heart Flutters (arrhythmias)
5. High Blood Pressure (Hypertension)
6. Constipation (irregular bowel movements)
7. Bone Pain (Osteopenia) 60% Magnesium in body is stored in the bones
8. Stiff Joints (Arthritis)
9. Anxiety (Stress) Magnesium + B1
10. Chocolate Cravings (stress= adrenaline & cortisol response)
11. Clawed Hands or Feet (Carpopedal Spasms=commonly in feet at bedtime)
12. Muscle Cramps (spasms=calf muscle, back, neck/electrolyte imbalance)
13. Asthma (Magnesium + Vit D3, K2 to improve asthma symptoms)

Only "1%" of Magnesium is stored in the blood, thereby making tests for Magnesium Deficiency null & void as 60% of the body's magnesium is stored INSIDE the bones. This is why Magnesium Deficiency is overlooked & ignored by doctors, resulting in billions of people living with Magnesium Deficiency.
75% of humanity has an "Invisible Deficiency" of Magnesium.
400-800mg daily supplementation is recommended for optimal health/reduction in Deficiency symptoms.
Causes of Magnesium Deficiency: 1. Grains 2. Fructose 3. Soda 4. Soil depletion 5. Emotional stress 6. Antacids , Diuretics, Pharmaceuticals 7. Deficiency in VitD=Sunshine exposure
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Magnesium is vital to support the energy required for the body, cells, organs, and DNA to prevent degenerative diseases that are responsible for chronic diseases and premature death. ⬇️ https://youtu.be/J6aVE1Lo6Dw?si=Qz2DAegFQ1jEgcJq
Magnesium Glycinate is an orally available magnesium salt of glycine. Magnesium activates over 600 enzymes and is essential for DNA and RNA synthesis, cellular repair, and maintaining the antioxidant status of the cell. Magnesium plays a key role in bone and muscle function and assists in the activation of vitamin D, which helps regulate calcium and phosphate homeostasis to influence the growth and maintenance of bones. ⬇️ https://pubchem.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/compound/Magnesium-glycinate
Randomized Controlled Trial:
The effect of combined magnesium and vitamin D supplementation on vitamin D status, systemic inflammation, and blood pressure: A randomized double-blinded controlled trial
Poor vitamin D and magnesium status is observed in individuals who are overweight and obese (Owt/Ob) and is often associated with a heightened risk of cardiovascular disease. Magnesium is a cofactor that assists vitamin D metabolism. ⬇️ https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/35576873/
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Magnesium, D3, and potassium work synergistically, in tandem, for better absorption and better utilization in the body for optimal health benefits.

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In English (and many other languages) there are words like "animal", "plant" and "fungus", but not every language categorizes living things like that. For example, this video mentions a language that distinguishes between land and sea lifeforms as well as another language that has "eat-things" (things you can eat), "bite-things" (things that can harm you) and "useless things". For my interstellar auxiliary language, since biological groups based on cell type don't work across planets, I've thought of distinguishing between "people" (intelligent lifeforms), "animals" (non-sessile non-sapient lifeforms), "plants" (sessile non-sapient lifeforms, including things like anemones and fungi), and maybe micro-organisms.

Hello ABTF community!
I have used the calculator and browsed the wiki topics. I am coming to you now for your personal experiences and recommendations.
My calculator measurements: Underbust: 36"/34"/32" Bust: 40"/44"/40" US size result: 36DD/DDD UK size result: 36DD/E
I have projected breasts, in fact mine look almost *exactly* like the "Bust 30D - E" ones in the photo projection guide. (Link to the photo projection guide, NSFW)
According to this "full on top/bottom" guide, I think I have 2/5 "even" breasts, maaaaybe a 2.25 or 2.5 on top fullness, but definitely not as full as 3. The fit problem I tend to have is top spillover, but I think that's because I usually end up buying 36D instead of the bigger cup size that I need.
"But betteroffinbed, you are literally within one standard deviation from the average American bra size, why are you even posting here?"
Well! The combination of turning 30 and going through 2 years of basically living in pajamas during the pandemic has made "regular" bras essentially intolerable to me. I grew up in the Victoria's Secret Angels era of extreme push-up bras. Comfort be damned, as long as your boobs were perky and separated and pushed up to your chin. The messaging is deeply ingrained in my brain and I think I look like crap when I wear comfortable bras that don't provide much support.
Nevertheless, I wear sports bras most days. I bought True brand bras a couple years ago at Target. I love how smoothing they are on my back, but the fabric has stretched out to the point where they basically need to be retired from my wardrobe. My boobs fell out of the bottom of one when I was at a dinner once. Absolutely mortifying.
THE TIME HAS COME. I want to invest in a couple (new) high quality bras that ACTUALLY fit me and are comfortable and flattering. I would really like to have a bra that smooths my back, or at least doesn't cause huge rolls/folds. I'd also like one that provides at least a moderate amount of support so my breasts don't sit too low under my clothes, the way they do in sports bras. I don't care about colors or patterns.
I just want bras that I can wear to give talks at professional events, where everyone in the room is looking at me, and I don't have to worry about them noticing that my boobs are spilling out of the top of my cups. Are there online retailers that you've had good experiences with, that fit my preferences (no pun intended)?