One funny thing about Star Trek is that Enterprise has around three hundred crew members, and the captain always gives all the work to their top commanders. Basically 290 crew members are always on paid leave…
Collecting As One Of The Best Ways To Learn And Enrich The Graph
Understanding my graph theories is very simple: It is to recognize that the world is not linear, things are connected in networks of different dimensions. And that is really a no-brainer. It is not an unfalsifiable theory that develops to dogma, it is only to recognize that the world is not chronological, it is Maestro McLuhan ’s allatoneness, it is interconnected, it works on many different simultaneous dimensions, and that is something you can feel in everything in your every action in life. As Maestro Nelson felt that even a parenthesis is multi-dimensions screaming documents are not linear.
Many moons ago, I set Star Trek (TNG)'s teleportation sound on my Airdrop receiving a file. It felt genius back then. But then years have passed, the sound has found a whole new meaning for me, and today when I’m watching TNG, it feels alien that the sound is there. This is the strange thing about Sub-Graph Transfer , things have whole different meanings here and there…
The world is so big that whatever you do there are people who agrees with you, there are busy vegetarian restaurants, serving pig food restaurants, and halal ones, all thriving. And I guess that is why LLMs mostly agree with you, they have seem how absurd that is…
It’s twelve minutes to end of the day, and I’m returning from the parking. Patoo had came for food, and so I went to the parking to also feed Jr. and Kamwa . Both of them are, by every mean you can possibly imagine, angels. They are so innocent, so kid, that I just cannot handle them being on the wild, in the street.
I have no place of my own, and Zea is scared of cats, there is no way I can adopt them, and I couldn’t have found any adapters for them. My both one year old kittens were hungry and they are competitive and jealous, so if I feed one of them more or stand with any of them, the other won’t eat and comes to make trouble. I had to put the same amount of food for the both of them, sand in between, make sure they both eat. Doing so, I saw Kamwa , his nose was really badly gotten dirt and it was rendered almost black. I was scared to death for something should have happened to him, and went to inspect. He didn’t like me to touch him. Then I saw all the hairs on his belly are badly dirty and dreaded. I was about to cry.
I love Kamwa just as much as I love Téo , and seeing him in such a bad place made me wanna kill myself for being this useless. At the start of the week, I had gotten paid, and I spent the majority of my income to buy a fountain pen. I was so ashamed of myself and my unyielding self-centered greed. I must have had put my money to bring Kamwa to some vet, but I didn’t and my guilt is killing me right now. I can’t bear to see him in the parking, in the street, I used to cry each time I leaved him alone, I’m sicken worried about him all the time, and seeing him destroyed by nature like this, miserable, dirty, almost made me cry. If he lived in our house, he would certainly have a life guaranteed of health and leisure and comfort, instead he is on the street, broken by the age of one, tired, and sometimes really sad. I’m seeing him rot before my own eyes, and I’m letting it happen. How should I ever forgive myself? Who does this to someone who they love? Letting them sleep on the street?
And it wasn’t the end of the story. Each time I tried to hug him, he ran away. I used to walk into the street, and he used to run, as fast as he could, on the sound of my foot, and jump to my embrace, we would spent hours together. He would sleep in my arms, I would kiss him, pat and cuddle him, we would play with toys, and then I would bring him home with me, watch TV as he had slept in my arms. And now he doesn’t want me to be close to him. I’m so sad, so much that I cannot put it into words.