Look, is AI making our lives better? No. But is it making things less expensive? Unfortunately, the opposite. Now, is it making the internet a better place? More slop than ever, actually! But does it allow us to spend more time being creative? That's actually the thing it's best at stealing without shame. Though, surely it's making us smarter, right? You’ll never guess, but…
tengo muchísima ansiedad y genuinas ganas de vomitar con la situación política en españa nos vamos a comer un gobierno fascista con la ultraderecha porque la gente es absolutamente imbecil y son incapaces de tener razonamiento propio ni ver lo que tienen delante me quiero morir
We cannot consider #AI to be morally neutral. In reality, every technical tool embodies choices and priorities through what it measures, ignores, and optimizes, and how it classifies people and situations. Ethical discernment cannot be limited to asking whether we are using a system for good or bad purposes. It must also examine how that system is designed and what vision of the human person and society is embedded in the data and models that guide it. #MagnificaHumanitas
“when i choose to see the good side of things, i'm not being naive. it is strategic and necessary. it's how I've learned to survive through everything”
I am an indie dev working on an anatomy pose reference app for artists.
- Create custom poses
- Customize the lighting
- Switch between various anatomy models
Would you use this for drawing? It is call HAELE 3D - Pose Studio Max.
Dostoevsky was right; “Every self-betrayal is a sin. Whenever you go against your nature, your body reminds you.”
If you spend enough time with anything, you start liking it, even sadness. So let’s choose people and spaces that truly elevate us. Your peace is worth it.
Tengo una clave europea de 007 First Light para STEAM que me compré en Eneba (no es #publi pero por si acaso). La quiero sortear porque no la voy a utilizar y mejor que alguien la aproveche.
Dale un RT o un fav si te interesa este juegazo
I want to be rich. But not Lamborghini
or Rolex rich, I want to be rich enough to go to the gym at 3pm and nobody can tell me no. To tap the family in front of me at the supermarket and say, "It's on me," Rich enough that my future wife never has to worry about getting a job. Rich enough to show my children the world, not pictures of it. Rich enough to take my friends to dinner and say, "| got this", Rich enough that God uses me to help the people who are in need. That's my version of rich.
Also I reiterate, in complete face-value seriousness without even a trace of irony:
I. WOULD. RATHER. YOU. SEND. ME. A. CRAPPY. STICK. FIGURE. DRAWING. YOU. JUST. DID. IN. THIRTY. SECONDS. THAN. EVER. EVER. EVER!!!!! SEND. ME. “A.I. ART”.
Look closely. Between these two moments, our species has performed miracles. We have mapped the blueprint of life within our own DNA. We have built “brains” of silicon that can outthink their creators. We have pushed back the darkness of disease. Infant mortality has plummeted, and millions of children who would have been lost to the earth in 1972 are today alive, dreaming, and contributing to the global chorus. We have sent robotic emissaries to the edge of the interstellar dark and peered back at the beginning of time itself through mirrors of gold.
Technologically, we are a different species. We are more connected, more informed, and more capable than any ancestor could have imagined in their wildest fever dreams.
And yet, look again.
From this distance, the borders remain invisible. You cannot see the “holy” ground over which we spill the blood of our children. You cannot see the walls we build to keep our neighbors out or the ideological trenches we dig to bury our common humanity. Despite our leap from vacuum tubes to artificial intelligence, we remain haunted by the same ancient tribalisms. We use 21st century technology to prosecute Bronze Age grudges.
We have changed the climate of our world, but we have yet to change the climate of our hearts. We are still a toddler civilization, playing with matches in a library of irreplaceable wonders.
The contrast is our great paradox. We have the power of gods, but we still possess the temperaments of the territorial primates from which we rose. We have learned to fly between worlds, but we are still struggling to learn how to walk together on this one.
"From out there on the moon, international politics look so petty. You want to grab a politician by the scruff of the neck and drag him a quarter of a million miles out and say, 'Look at that, you son of a bitch.'"
― Edgar Mitchell, Apollo 14 astronaut.