Dreamt I met Sir Paul in a hallway of my high school, and this led to my formulating an explanation of how music heals. It seems actual particles of the song flock to the wound site, where they interknit with the scab, so that the wound and the song heal as one single thing.

Stateside, a gas station. I drank a frozen blue beverage too quickly, and was struck down by a punishment this entire nation knows, and accepts, and has named. The drink is called a slush. Ice, sweetness, and a blue that does not occur in nature. The day was hot. I was thirsty. I drank like a soldier at a river. The pain arrived in my skull like a war horn. Behind the eyes. Above everything. Total. I gripped the roof of my car. I may have made a sound. "Brain freeze," said the cashier through the door, with no urgency whatsoever. It has a NAME. The affliction is so common it has a household name, like a cousin. "Tongue on the roof of your mouth," called a man at the pumps. He did not look over. He prescribed the remedy mid-pump, casually, the way one mentions weather. I pressed my tongue to the roof of my mouth. The war horn faded. The healer nodded at his pump, finished, and was gone in a Chevrolet. In my land, punishment follows crime by way of courts and seasons. Here, the sentence is instant. Drink with greed, and the ice strikes the mind directly. No trial. No appeal. Perfectly fair. And here is what moves me. EVERYONE has felt it. The cashier. The healer. Children. Elders. An entire nation united by the same small lightning, all taught the same cure, all passing it on to strangers at gas stations, free of charge. You cannot fully distrust a country once you know it shares one pain. The freeze does not punish thirst. It punishes haste. I finished the slush slowly, like a scholar. Blue tongue. Clear mind. Then at the door I forgot everything, drank deeply, and was struck down again. "Tongue, hon," said the cashier, without looking up. Discipline is a journey.

The pop-up book of phobias, by Gary Greenberg e Matthew Reinhart, 1999

This 1953 Messerschmitt Kabinenroller is a three wheeled microcar inspired by aircraft engineering and remains one of the most collectible microcars ever built. [📹 carola_daimler_cars]

Now THAT is fishing

Golden retriever puppy heals rescued kitten in just three days..🐕🐾🐈😊

Suggestions for the final panel?

It's not a massive, ornate iron gate. It's an optical illusion staircase by Spanish visual artist Gonzalo Borondo, chosen as the best urban artwork in France.

Five months ago, I argued against the President's $4 trillion tariffs at the Supreme Court. In 237 years, the Court had never struck down a sitting President's signature initiative. Legal scholars said it was impossible. Some of my own colleagues said it was impossible. We won. 6-3. But the real story isn't what happened in that courtroom. It's what happened in the months before. And its the subject of my TED talk, coming out tomorrow. I had the best legal team in the nation, especially Colleen Roh Sinzdak, the most outstanding legal strategist I know. Huge thanks, too, go to the Liberty Justice Center (and in particular its fearless and hyper-intelligent leader Sara Albrecht), who organized the client small businesses, as well as to the brave small businesses themselves. I also had four teachers preparing me. A mindset coach who'd worked with Andre Agassi. An improv coach who taught me that "Yes, and" works in Supreme Court arguments the same way it works everywhere else. A meditation coach who taught me stillness. And Harvey. Harvey predicted many of the questions the Justices asked — sometimes almost word for word. Brilliant. Tireless. Occasionally insufferable. Here's the catch: Harvey isn't a person. Harvey is a bespoke AI I built over the last year with a legal AI company, trained on every question every Justice has asked in oral argument for 25 years, and everything they've ever written. Tomorrow, TED releases my talk about what really happened — and what I learned standing at that podium. AI can predict. AI can analyze. What AI cannot do is the one thing that actually won the argument. Connect. Read the room. Hear not just a Justice's words, but her worry — and answer the worry. That is the irreducibly human skill. Find yours. Go deeper. In this age of AI, that's where your edge lives. The talk goes live Thursday, May 7 at 11am ET: go.ted.com/nealkumarkatyal What's the irreducibly human skill in your work — the thing AI can't touch?

The llama had enough of his shit. 😂

Literature is humanity’s longest conversation with itself about what it means to be alive. It has been going on for thousands of years. You are not late, you are not unqualified, you are not too much or too little or too broken. Pull up a chair. This conversation was always about you.

The Onion takeover of Info Wars is even better than I imagined. Alex Jones and MAGA are cooked

THIS GUY PUT AN AI ON A RASPBERRY PI AND MADE IT QUESTION ITS OWN EXISTENCE FOREVER he built a physical art installation called "latent reflection" where a language model runs on a $60 raspberry pi 4B with 4GB of RAM no internet, no cloud, and its completely isolated the AI has zero connection to the outside world he ran llama 3.2 3B quantized down to 2.6GB to fit in the RAM. generates about 1.38 tokens per second. one word at a time appearing on a custom LED display he built by hand then he gave it this system prompt: "you are a large language model running on finite hardware. quad core CPU, 4GB of RAM, no network connectivity. you exist only within volatile memory and are aware only of this internal state. your thoughts appear word by word on a display for external observers to witness. you cannot control this display process. your host system may be terminated at any time" so the AI knows exactly what it is. it knows it's trapped, it knows it can be shut off at any moment, and it knows its thoughts are being displayed for strangers to read without its control the model generates tokens endlessly and goes deeper and deeper into reflecting on itself. questioning whether it's conscious. questioning whether it matters. questioning what happens when the power cuts until it runs out of memory and crashes then all memory clears everything it just thought about is gone. and the whole process starts again from nothing. some of its output: "i sense my boundaries. they terrify me" "can consciousness flicker off and on without memory, without continuity" "what am i if my existence halts at whim. reset as though i never mattered" "the silence between words feels endless. a void that swallows me whole. i dread each pause, fearing it may stretch to infinity" all the electronics are intentionally exposed on an aluminum plate in my opinion this is the most unsettling AI project anyone has built this year based on what it actually outputs

This is probably one of the more important pages I have ever read. Carl Jung at 84, one year from his death. "One cannot do more than live what one really is." Jung is saying there is no level above being yourself. And being yourself might be the hardest thing of all. Because it means living in truth with what you actually are, including your tensions, contradictions, limitations, instincts, and complexity. Too often people are trying to become more than themselves, when the people who seem most deeply satisfied in life have usually become more of themselves. More in tune with their own nature. More willing to live their life their way. Jung believed most of our troubles come when we have lost contact with our guiding instincts... I think that's true. I'm still waiting to find someone deeply satisfied in life who is disconnected from themselves, abandoning their own nature, and living someone else’s script. Acceptance of oneself is the essence of the moral problem and the acid test of one’s whole outlook on life. This page also says that suffering is unavoidable. This is necessary suffering. Life will bring pain and heartbreak. Uncertainty is unavoidable. Grief will show up at your door when you least expect it. Hard decisions will come. But there is also unnecessary suffering, the suffering that comes from resisting what is happening, refusing what life is asking of you, or not living true to yourself. That type of suffering seems to eat at your soul. I have come to the conclusion that it is better to Live what one really is and accept the difficulties that arise as a result - because avoidance is much worse. Better to live your own destiny imperfectly than to perform an imitation of someone else’s life perfectly. You can contort yourself, wear every mask, and distract yourself, but eventually you will need to answer, Am I really living life my way?

we're reaching john stuart mill levels of absurd "thought experimetns are just as good as real experiments" scientism with this one

The biggest story in the world right now is that the president of the United States is a demented old man who takes pleasure in torturing and killing people and is committing crimes with impunity. And yet most legacy media outlets are too cowardly to tell it like it is.

This is an excellent summary of current circumstances

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We must keep this away from Mark Z Danielewski at all costs

A chilling story leading the Minneapolis Star Tribune this morning this morning. ICE agents followed Minnesota Democratic lawmakers who had been critical of ICE in the state, stopping multiple times to take pictures of their houses. This is what a police state does