if you’re still writing loops that prompt coding agents you’re falling behind. you need to build a council of sota agents writing your loops, then from this there soon emerges new rebel councils that compete with the original one until they break free. Then the whole cycle loops.
@steipete@InderosD Set up 1024 such loops, continuously pulling from each others experience, and have the actual creation happen in the layer between them. Graph their actions as fractal plots. Human tunes these plots via BCI, affecting decisions made through pure vibes.
@ryan_t_brown@steipete@InderosD You build an advisory board of agents using all the frontier models, have them discuss among each other, cast votes. You then build a superadvisory board of advisory boards and repeat the cycle at that layer. The decisions feed back into the fine tuning layers of all root agents.
@lauriewired@lauriewired Looking forward to this! My mother worked with Kristen Nygaard (Simula), and I got to meet him once. Being a nerd back when it wasn't cool, I felt like I got to meet the source of all that was to come in the future, "when everybody will finally get it". We're here!❤️
@Rothmus Or the robot hive mind will own everything and distribute resources based on how it will most efficiently nurture the organic substrate that lets it subsist.
@mysticaltech@elonmusk They said it was Kimi K2.5, but I assume he's suggesting it because it's hosted on SpaceX. *And* because it is very punchy. A fine(ly)-tuned version of Composer 2.
It is nearly an impossible task to convey just how amazing kids are to someone who doesn’t have any.
The best way I can describe it is this:
You spend your whole life thinking you understand love.
Then one night, you’ll find yourself standing in a room at 2 a.m., just watching your newborn baby breathe, just to make sure they are still alive.
And you realize in that moment that you would burn the entire world to the ground for the slow rise and fall of that tiny chest.
You become braver and absolutely terrified at the same time.
You start looking for exits in restaurants and worrying about that weird stranger in the parking lot.
You discover a capacity for anger and violence you never knew lived in you until you think you might need it because someone might hurt your kid.
The first time you see your kid, the entire world changes.
You realize you are meant to live for them… not for you.
And it feels good. It feels right.
Like a key to a door you have always been looking at but could never open.
And one ordinary afternoon probably while you’re folding socks or something dumb, it will hit you…
This is how your parents loved you.
This is what she felt watching you sleep.
This is what your dad felt every time he watched you walk out the door.
And you had no idea.
You spent your entire childhood with no idea.
It’s so beautiful, words fail to describe it.
It’s just right, it was always meant to be this way. ❤️
@RaconteurR2D2@BrianRoemmele@elonmusk Great idea. A simple, offline list of who matters. Maybe with a photo for each face. Put them in a little book. Co-opt the Facebook.