I was not philosophical at all until after my son was born. Then suddenly it became terrifyingly obvious that he was going to have 1000 questions for which I had no answer. Some mom force within me urgently drug me through the depths of everything I hadn’t cared or dared to ask before. Turns out the preparation was necessary. Tonight’s question from 6yo: Why do I feel things that happen in dreams just like real life?
Replaying Detroit Become Human (2018) lately. This one is set more robotics forward than we are now (2038), but has a relevant through line about how emotions may be universal adaptation needed to successfully complete complex tasks. The civil rights era comparison is very on the nose, but it has enough David Cage weirdness to be fun. They also outdid themselves for the era on clothing animation. Still holds up as one of the better looking wardrobes in a game. I’m biased on this one as a David Cage fan and a Michigan resident but I still think this one is worth playing with friends passing the controller back and forth.
“When placed across a wound made in a layer of human neurons, Anthrobots spontaneously bridge the gap and trigger new growth, joining the edges of the damaged tissue without requiring exogenous chemical factors or genetic reprogramming.”
I wanted to know if I only hate perfume because I've never owned a nice one. So I researched a bunch of the fanciest and most well reviewed perfumes and bought a tiny sample bottle of each. I can now confidently confirm that all perfume smells disgusting.
A Stanford Medicine study found that healthy cells can transfer working mitochondria to diseased cells, revealing how bone marrow transplants could offer a potential treatment for a group of rare genetic diseases.
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one of my favorite art things is seeing unexpected work by an artist who has been largely pigeonholed into one or two niches. i think it provides interesting context for the rest of their work, and makes them feel like a real person. for example, these are all by georgia o’keefe: