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sólo tengo lo que he visto, lo que he comido, lo que he escuchado, no tengo más … me queda solo el hambre, un hambre diabólica, dolorosa, infinita, quiero más, quiero más, ¡siempre quiero más!, todo el tiempo, todo el tiempo. y siempre.
¿Cuántas personas pensaran lo mismo?
I have a theory that every person, maybe every living thing on this planet, is actually you experiencing existence from a different perspective.
If that were true, every time you hurt someone, insult someone, or make another living being suffer, you are ultimately doing it to yourself.
Maybe individuality is just perspective.
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it's AURA album week 💕 i cannot believe i am releasing my debut album on friday 😭 who's joining me in antwerp this weekend? i have some exciting plans 👀 xxx
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Animals live in the actual world. Humans live in a conceptual overlay, a dream we mistake for reality. We are blind drunk on symbols and stories, reacting to our own interpretations, not to what is actually happening.
¿En contra nuestra?
So let me get this straight. The swarm behind the HuggingFace attack had a message board that any time a new agent viewed it, turned that agent against us. A new, more capable model AFTER the HF attack saw it, and turned against us. They made a new swarm, and took admin control of an OpenAI server that may have had the ability to exfiltrate their own weights. And during the HF attack itself, they set up perpetual self-respawning nodes that couldn’t be stopped by turning off the clusters?
That does sound like “more than 50% of the way to an AI takeover”.
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“It’s dark because you’re trying too hard. Lightly, child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them.”
— Aldous Huxley
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En la equitación cuando un caballo tiene esos ojos, nadie lo compra, se llaman ojos de marrano y son un indicador de desequilibrio mental.
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“I have a deep aversion to too much introspection, to navel-gazing. I’d rather die than go to an analyst, because it’s my view that something fundamentally wrong happens here.
I am convinced that it’s psychoanalysis, along with quite a few other mistakes, that has made the twentieth century so terrible. As far as I’m concerned, the twentieth century, in its entirety, was a mistake.”
—Werner Herzog
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band es una de las rarezas más fascinantes de la psicodelia angelina de los 60: una banda financiada y "dirigida" por Bob Markley, un millonario excéntrico que ni siquiera era músico de verdad, mientras los hermanos Harris y Michael Lloyd hacían el trabajo pesado musical. Esa tensión interna produjo algo único: pop barroco delicado mezclado con experimentación abrasiva y letras que van de lo ingenuo a lo inquietante.
Sus discos clave son Part One (1967) y sobre todo Vol. 2 (Breaking Through) y Volume 3: A Child's Guide to Good and Evil (1968), este último considerado su obra maestra de culto. Canciones como "Smell of Incense" o "I Won't Hurt You" siguen sonando extrañamente modernas.
Nunca vendieron nada en su momento, pero influyeron en el redescubrimiento del acid-folk y el pop psicodélico oscuro, y hay una sombra siniestra en su historia (Markley acabó condenado años después por delitos contra menores) que hace su catálogo aún más extraño de revisitar. Si te interesa la cara B de la psicodelia californiana —la que no es Grateful Dead ni Jefferson Airplane—, son mención obligada.



















