La biología en PDF acaba de morir.
Un tío hizo una app donde exploras estructuras 3D como un videojuego.
UI: GPT Images 2. Código: Gemini 3.1 Pro.
Los libros de texto ya no sirven.
The human-perceived RGB is image 1 and the Tesla AI photon count reconstruction is image 2.
This is why Tesla FSD can see so well at night or through extreme glare.
Game theory proves that people will betray you at some point once your interests do not align with theirs. You become incompatible - a liability. Under high stakes, prepare to be betrayed. Always take note of who leaves - and reward those who remain loyal.
We tell people all the time... you wanna be a better hack? then just hack. learn as you do. you will nevr know everything about hacking. you will never think you know enough. so dive in and start doing it. the best teachers are success and failure. (and trial & error lol)
This sentence from Carl Jung hits so hard.
“No matter how isolated you are and how lonely you feel, if you do your work truly and conscientiously, unknown friends will come and seek you.”
I think one of the most underrated blessings in life is meeting people who genuinely wish you well—no competition, no hidden jealousy, no weird energy. Just pure support.
That's why most people are tired.
They have too many open loops running in the background.
Incomplete tasks. Incomplete projects. Incomplete goals.
The mind treats each one like a background app draining your mental energy.
Close the loops.
Finish what you start. Or consciously abandon what no longer serves you.
Your mental energy is finite.
Stop letting it leak through a thousand tiny holes.
Call me old fashioned, but I think you can get pretty far in life by just finishing things. The world is full of half-written books, half-built businesses, and half-kept promises. You stand out by closing loops. By doing what you said you’d do. By having the courage to finish.
Once again consistency Mehn !!,I just built my first Al voice Receptionist for a restaurant ,that takes reservations and food orders and it worked 🥹🥹🥹🥹.
I honestly don’t understand the point of making robots in the form of human beings. Why two legs and not four or six? Why two arms? Why are the eyes only in the front instead of covering 360 degrees? Why the vertical orientation that requires more balance? Is this simply to make humans feel a certain way about them?
The room went quiet when C J Martha Koome and President Ellen Johnson Sirleaf walked in. It was a sight to behold and to be felt. No trappings of worldly power: just powerful earned presence by two gracious beautiful old women. I love and hate deeply. For once, I loved the two old women deeply. They looked like sages. I will continue loving them so.
This is the point. I am a good student of history. I have studied Liberia history thoroughly. As a child, I adored Master Sergeant Samuel Doe. I loved military violence and even aspired to be a tyrant. Then, I did not have the depth of interrogating how Samuel Doe came to power. As I grew up, I did. I am not a tyrant. Stop laughing. I am telling the truth. I am a good person.
Ellen Johnson Sirleaf was the only survivor of the execution of the President and the entire cabinet which ensued when Samuel Doe took power from President William Tolbert. I have watched the videos and seen the photographs. I have read the accounts. The events seemed real and proximate when I saw President Ellen Johnson Sirleaf.
Let me not digress further. That frail looking President is a woman of diamond. She surpasses steal. She was helped to the podium but moved with firmness. No written speech. No tablet. No teleprompter. I was nervous. I wondered why C J Martha Koome had left such an important event to chance. But something told me that I was wrong.
Madam President identified five issues to speak on. She addressed them articulately. She picked three lessons and summarized them. Her conclusion was the best I have ever listened to. Her speech lasted 45 minutes, the standard time for a class. Madam Grace was not here. C J had ordered that I produce her but I figured she would be out of place in the presence of many Advocates. My bad!
I turned to my right and asked Ahmednasir Abdullahi SC whether he has ever met a teacher better than the one we were listening to. He said no. I asked Charles Kanjama SC on my left whether indeed this was the woman who survived the Samuel Doe massacre. He said, he doubted it. “That was long time ago” Charles Kanjama SC said.
Charles asked how old she is. Her memory and articulation was not that of a woman of her seen age. He said we find out. Jesus! This woman is 87 years old but her abilities are better than those of teens. She is adorable. She is those people you wish could live forever. Angelic is the term. I now see how she served in a post war regime.
C J Martha Koome knows how to look for good people to be around her. It explains why she survives many odds. I now know why? She has a good family and firm Christian background. I joked with Ahmednasir Abdullahi SC, and asked, “why are we here with these women?” Ahmednasir Abdullahi SC, responded, “We are an important chapter in her next book. We have shaped her life.” You know Ahmednasir Abdullahi SC is always blunt.
Congratulations once more Madam C J. It is good to have read about you. I know you better. People should write about themselves. How else are we to know about you and why you are like this or that. I loved the choice of the title of the chapter titled, “Never Tell the Truth.” It was telling. Well, let me enjoy the three hours drive to the Farm. I have missed my cows, dogs, poultry and fish. The better pictures by Zakheem Rajan necessitated a better write up to accompany them.
The lovely Manyasi, my sister and James Ochieng Oduol SC’s wife has just called to say that I look nice in the leopard skin gown. Wanjiru has texted to ask why my legs are yellow yellow. Ladies, continue calling. I am The Last Hope; the King of Maragoli. Like King Mswati I am entitled to plenty. Kujeni. Un Ka!
My art professor told us a story about how he hated all his art and threw it out at a dumpster by his campus and then a little while later he went to a girl’s dorm and she had it hanging on the wall. The girl is now his wife.
>be me
>2018
>Enter Blind XSS Payload in order request
>nothing happens
>nothing happens for 6 years
>random email
>payload finally triggered
Bug hunting is a long game.
Tomorrow we’re hosting a town hall for AI builders at OpenAI. We want feedback as we start building a new generation of tools.
This is an experiment and a first pass at a new format — we’ll livestream the discussion on YouTube at 4 pm PT.
Reply here with questions and we’ll answer as many as we can!