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Motion graphics created by using Seedance 2.0 on Nsketch AI Prompt ⤵️ Ultra-sleek motion design sequence. Pure black background throughout. White-on-black minimal aesthetic. No cuts — one single continuous unbroken visual evolution. Locked-off static center frame, no camera movement. All motion occurs within the subject. Self-luminous white forms on absolute black, no grain, no shadows. 0–1s [ORIGIN]: A single white point materializes at center frame. It pulses once — three concentric rings ripple outward like a heartbeat and dissolve into black. 1–2s [LINE]: The point stretches into a razor-thin white horizontal line extending edge to edge with elastic ease-out motion. 2–4s [GRID → CIRCLE]: The line multiplies into a precise grid of nine parallel horizontal and vertical lines appearing in staggered succession. The grid warps — outer lines curve inward, the structure rotates, straight lines bend into arcs, converging into a perfect geometric circle outline. 4–6s [WIREFRAME → SOLID SPHERE]: The circle extrudes into a 3D wireframe sphere, every latitude and longitude line crisp, slowly rotating on its vertical axis. The wireframe fills in smoothly — dissolving into a solid white surface with a soft specular highlight in the upper-left quadrant. 6–8s [INTERFACE]: The sphere flattens and unfolds into a clean rectangular plane — a minimal phone interface with rounded corners. Abstract UI elements appear inside: status bar, a grid of rounded app icons, home indicator bar. White line art on black. 8–10s [CUBE → BLOOM]: The interface folds inward, collapsing into an isometric wireframe cube that tumbles once. The cube's six faces peel outward simultaneously, each becoming a smooth white elliptical petal — blooming open like a flower in zero gravity. 10–12s [VORTEX]: The flower dissolves into hundreds of tiny white particles orbiting the center in a controlled elliptical vortex, some clockwise, some counterclockwise, each following a precise mathematical path, flickering softly. 12–13s [WATCH]: The particles decelerate and self-organize — converging and snapping into position to assemble the silhouette of a wristwatch: a clean rectangular case outline with lugs, built entirely from particles. 13–14s [COLLAPSE]: The watch dissolves into fluid white ribbons that compress into a single dense white sphere. It pulses once — brighter than before — then collapses rapidly inward to a single brilliant point. 14–15s [LOGO]: The point holds for one silent beat. Then it expands into a clean minimal brand logo — white sans-serif letterforms on black. A single pulse of warm amber light blooms from center behind the logo, fades to black. White text remains. Style: luxury tech brand motion identity, Bauhaus-minimalist, mathematical precision. Mood: calm, inevitable, intelligent, premium.

Oogie

331,024 views • 4 months ago

To finish the series: - Deterministic chain-seeded genetic computation. We ran a chain-seeded genetic optimiser for 32 generations and proved every single step in zero-knowledge, then folded all 32 proofs into one. The whole lineage verifies on Kaspa in a single transaction, post-quantum. You can open the tx and check it yourself. What it is: a tiny program, an evolutionary search over a 16-value genome , that mutates and selects for a lower-cost circuit design, seeded by the Kaspa chain. Over 32 generations it drove its target circuit's scored constraint count down (best target ~72 → ~50; trending down, though it's a sawtooth it rotates through three circuit types). The part that matters: every one of those 32 steps ran inside a zero-knowledge VM and was proven correct a step that didn't compute correctly simply won't verify. Then all 32 step-proofs were folded into ONE. That proof is 222 KB exactly the size of a single step, and it stays that size no matter how many generations you add. (The catch, stated plainly: folding more generations costs the prover more time; only the final proof size is constant.) Kaspa verified the entire 32-generation lineage in one transaction: 7504fa32f74aa028301290299276a707cf98ffc2766b1be0daed4c5c41883f15. Flip a single byte of the proof and the network rejects it, we tried; it's rejected. And the verification path is post-quantum: hash-based the whole way (FRI/Poseidon2 + SHA-256), no elliptic curves or pairings anywhere nothing Shor's algorithm targets.* What this is and isn't: It's a feasibility experiment on testnet. It's deterministic, chain-seeded genetic computation not AI, not intelligence. We drive each step and proved a fixed lineage we chose; it does not yet run itself on-chain (that's the next build). The core, though, is real and checkable: a program's entire computational lineage 32 generations proven correct, post-quantum, verified by Kaspa in a single shot. *STARK security rests on hash assumptions plus the Fiat-Shamir heuristic, not on any pre-quantum hardness.

Kaspa Kii

20,730 views • 2 months ago

You don't understand... Higgsfield MCP + Claude just automated AI film making. Every single step you used to grind through to make an AI movie, you can now do 10x faster. Drop the script into Claude Opus 4.8 and say: "Here's my script. Break it into a full shotlist. Shot number, scene, shot type, camera move and the action in each frame." Now the whole film is mapped, shot by shot. - Pull your assets. Ask Claude: "From this shotlist, list every character, every location and every prop across the whole film." That's your build list. The stuff you would need to generate and give as references in next steps. - Build the character sheets. Higgsfield MCP is connected, so Claude has hands now to do stuff directly. It generates the images itself. Have the full body, back view and close up in the character sheet. One per character. Each sheet becomes the locked reference for that face. Same move for locations, generate the empty plate for each one before anyone steps into it. - Generate the frames. Feed Claude the references plus the shot and have it write and fire the Seedance 2.0 prompt. "Using the lead's character sheet and the alley plate, generate shot 4 in Seedance 2.0. Low angle, slow push-in, rain." Claude builds the prompt, calls Seedance 2.0 and the frame lands back in chat. Use a Seedance 2.0 skill to teach Claude how to prompt it properly. Now, there are 3 ways to make the shots. Pick one per scene. - Pure prompting. Fastest one. You describe the action in words and let Seedance interpret it. For consistency across a sequence, feed it a frame from the previous shot so the look carries. - Storyboarding. You hand it a panel and it matches that composition exactly. Way more control over how the shot is framed. The tradeoff is that it can introduce more cuts than you actually want. - Path Control System This is the latest technique Seedance 2.0 technique. Generate a still base plate of the scene. Draw a red line across it to mark the exact path of the movement, then describe what's happening. Seedance follows that line for the action. Also ask Claude to remove the red line when animating. This is the one for anything where motion has to land precisely. The output reads like real live action. - Lastly, generate every clip you need, then cut them together. Get it to Capcut for editing and audio design. And that's it. The pipeline that used to need a full crew and a studio can now run from one Claude chat. 2026 is gonna be wild

Rez Karim

10,951 views • 2 months ago

They did not take cursive from the schools because children no longer needed it. They took it because of what it was quietly building in them. Consider what the exercise actually is. A child, six years old, is handed a pen and asked to draw a single unbroken line that becomes a word. The wrist must float. The fingers must hold a living pressure, never quite the same twice, always correcting. The eye must follow the ink forward and trust the hand to finish what it has begun. There is no lifting, no stopping, no starting over mid-word. The loop must close. The ascender must rise and return. The sentence must travel from one margin to the other as a single continuous gesture, and at the end of it the hand must still be steady. Twelve years of this. Every day. Ten thousand small acts of sustained, self-correcting attention, carried out below the level of conscious thought, until the motion belongs to the body and the body belongs to the motion. This is not penmanship. It is the slow construction of an interior form. The hand that has learned to carry a line without breaking it is the hand of a mind that has learned to carry a thought without breaking it. The two are not metaphors for one another. They are the same faculty, trained in the same child, by the same daily discipline. Continuity of the stroke becomes continuity of the reasoning. The patience of the loop becomes the patience of the argument. The commitment to finish a word one has started becomes the commitment to finish a sentence, a paragraph, a life's idea, without reaching for the nearest distraction halfway through. Print is a different creature entirely. Print lifts. Print stops. Print assembles a word out of separate, stamped, interchangeable pieces, each one beginning and ending in isolation. A mind raised only on print learns to think the way print is made, in discrete tokens, in replaceable units, in fragments that can be recombined by any outside hand without the owner noticing the substitution. It is precisely the shape of thought a language model produces. It is precisely the shape of thought a language model can steer. Cursive is kata. This is the whole of it. A form repeated daily, for years, not for the sake of the form but for what the repetition lays down in the practitioner beneath the form. The swordsman does not train kata so that one day he may fight in kata. He trains it so that when the moment comes and there is no time to think, the movement is already inside him, older and deeper than thought, and it rises on its own. Cursive was the kata of the literate mind, the daily quiet drilling of continuity, of patience, of a line held steady under the long pressure of its own length. And the signature it produced at the end, that small flourished mark unique to a single human being on earth, was only the outward proof of an inward form no machine and no other hand could ever reproduce. Take the kata away and the practitioner is left with vocabulary in place of faculty. He can recognise a whole thought when he encounters one. He cannot carry one himself. He can admire a finished argument. He cannot sustain one long enough to close its loop. He begins books he does not finish, sentences he does not end, ideas he abandons the moment the screen in his palm offers him a brighter one. And when the machine begins feeding him tokens in the exact shape his schooling taught him to receive, he meets it with no interior resistance at all, because no interior form was ever built in him to push back with. They removed it quietly, across a generation, and they removed it in the last years before the machines arrived. Twelve years of daily practice in unbroken, embodied, self-authored thought, gone from the curriculum of almost every child in the Western world, just as the instruments designed to complete their sentences for them came online. The hand forgets. The mind, having never been taught the kata, forgets a thing it never knew it had. That is what cursive was. That is what was taken. And that is why the thought of anyone who still writes by hand, in long unlifted lines, remains, quietly, stubbornly, and without their ever needing to announce it, their own. Now the question stands open. What else has been banned, phased out, quietly retired from the curriculum and from common life over these same decades, under the same soft excuses? Mental arithmetic. Memorisation of poetry. Latin. Logic as a formal subject. Map reading. Knot work. The keeping of a commonplace book. The reading aloud of long passages in class. Singing in parts. What was each of those actually building in the child, beneath the surface of the lesson, and whose interest was served by its disappearance?

SiriusB

443,703 views • 4 months ago

I made over 2.5 million dollars this past week betting sports. Yes, it sounds easy. Yes, it sounds simple. But the truth is, this is the result of years of obsession, discipline, and grinding at my craft. I spent four straight years playing poker 18 hours a day. That was my entire life. Wake up, play poker, think about poker, sleep, repeat. That level of focus is how I became one of the top players in the world and made over 10 million dollars playing poker. Poker built my foundation. Discipline, risk management, emotional control, and the ability to perform under real pressure. But the reality is, there are no billionaires in poker. There are billionaires in sports betting. So I went all in on sports betting and walked away from poker completely. I took everything I learned and built this the right way. I hired the best analysts and handicappers in the world, people I met through poker, and brought them together under one operation. Because of the platform I’ve built, these guys make more money working with me than they ever could on their own. That is how I’m able to operate at an extraordinary level and consistently win at a very high rate. Winning 2.5 million dollars in a week is incredible, and I’m grateful, but I’m not satisfied. I’m constantly sharpening my edge and building something bigger. My vision is to turn this into a nine figure a year business. I truly believe I’m on the path to becoming a billionaire one day. I think back to being a kid, dreaming of being a professional gambler, having a gambling themed bar mitzvah, and looking up to my father, one of the best poker players in the world. This path has been inside me for a long time. Today, my entire life revolves around becoming the best sports bettor possible. I wake up thinking about it, go to sleep thinking about it, and live it every single day. Grateful for the journey. Let’s keep going.

Sean Perry

106,001 views • 7 months ago

whoever leaked this has bigger balls than sense Google Research and MIT ran the same agent jobs 260 different ways for Nature last month: they held the prompts, the tools and the compute budget identical and moved nothing but the wiring between the agents, and the same work swung from 70% worse than a single agent to 80.8% better, averaging out at 0.0% i ran my own single agent against the task list first and it cleared 6 of 10 alone, already past the line where a crew starts subtracting this is Graph Engineering, the layer that decides whether a crew is worth 80% more or 70% less, and it installs into the agent you already pay for: - score your solo agent on the real task first: above roughly 45% success that study predicts zero to negative returns from any crew you put around it - under that line, put one supervisor over the fan out: crews with no correction step amplified their own errors to 17.2x the single agent rate, supervised aggregation held it to 4.4x - give every worker one output and let none of them read a peer's draft, so a wrong step reaches the supervisor instead of four other agents - run the comparison again after every model upgrade, because a better model raises your baseline and a higher baseline is what makes a crew stop paying - keep the single agent alive as the control, the only number that says the wiring is earning its calls turns out the shape does not travel: the biggest win came off a finance task under one supervisor and the worst collapse off a planning task with independent agents my position, and it is the arguable one: a crew is a bet on your own diagram, and the model you pick moves that bet less than one arrow does bookmark this, the three moves that draw those arrows before you pay for one extra call are in the post below ↓

Argona

889,822 views • 16 days ago

"My dad forgot my name last Thursday. He looked at me for a long time and I could see him trying and I smiled and said it's okay Dad and meant it and didn't mean it. Yesterday I brought Bruno to visit. Dad was in his recliner staring at the window the way he does when he's somewhere we can't follow. Bruno walked in. Dad turned. And his whole face — his whole face — became the face I grew up with. He reached out both hands. He said Bruno's name perfectly. Clearly. No hesitation. He said it the way you say the name of something you have loved so long it lives below the place the disease can reach." He held Bruno's face in both hands for a long time. He talked to him. Full sentences. Things I haven't heard from him in months. He said — "There's my boy. There he is. I knew you'd come." I sat in the corner of that room and I let them have it and I didn't make a sound because some things are not for witnessing loudly. My dad has Alzheimer's. Some days he knows me. Some days he is somewhere I cannot find him. But he always knows Bruno. Every single visit. Every single time. Bruno walks in and my father comes back to the surface like something in him refuses to forget the one who never left. I don't know what that is. I don't know the name for it. I just know that Bruno walks into that room and my father says his name and for a few minutes I have my dad back. That's everything. Some days that's just everything. Drop a ❤️ for Dad. And for Bruno who finds him every single time in places I can't reach.

Crazy Moments

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🚨NYC's Nightmarish Spiral: Human Remains and Dismemberments Plague the City New York City has turned into a scene from a horror movie, as a chilling wave of discoveries has left residents in a state of terror. The latest nightmare unfolded near the Brooklyn Bridge, where skeletal remains were found, marking the fifth such macabre discovery in a sinister span of months. The city's dark underbelly was further exposed when a headless body mysteriously washed up on a Queens beach near Howard Beach, in a case that stands eerily apart from the others. But the horror didn't stop there. In the Bronx, the city was shaken by the gruesome find of dismembered body parts at an environmental facility, one part chillingly suggesting it could be from a child. These aren't just crimes; they're a haunting tapestry of fear stitched into the fabric of New York. Each discovery peels back another layer of the city's darkest secrets, leaving citizens to wonder who might be next, or what sinister force is at play. The NYPD, now racing against time and terror, is piecing together clues in what feels like a macabre puzzle without end. As night falls, the city's shadows grow longer and darker, whispering tales of horror that no one dares to fully acknowledge. New York City, once a beacon of dreams, now pulses with the fear of the unknown, where every corner could hide the next chapter of this ghastly saga. By Leeroy Johnson For licensing email viralnewsnyc@gmail.com ( video below is not of the crime scene)
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🚨NYC's Nightmarish Spiral: Human Remains and Dismemberments Plague the City New York City has turned into a scene from a horror movie, as a chilling wave of discoveries has left residents in a state of terror. The latest nightmare unfolded near the Brooklyn Bridge, where skeletal remains were found, marking the fifth such macabre discovery in a sinister span of months. The city's dark underbelly was further exposed when a headless body mysteriously washed up on a Queens beach near Howard Beach, in a case that stands eerily apart from the others. But the horror didn't stop there. In the Bronx, the city was shaken by the gruesome find of dismembered body parts at an environmental facility, one part chillingly suggesting it could be from a child. These aren't just crimes; they're a haunting tapestry of fear stitched into the fabric of New York. Each discovery peels back another layer of the city's darkest secrets, leaving citizens to wonder who might be next, or what sinister force is at play. The NYPD, now racing against time and terror, is piecing together clues in what feels like a macabre puzzle without end. As night falls, the city's shadows grow longer and darker, whispering tales of horror that no one dares to fully acknowledge. New York City, once a beacon of dreams, now pulses with the fear of the unknown, where every corner could hide the next chapter of this ghastly saga. By Leeroy Johnson For licensing email [email protected] ( video below is not of the crime scene)

Viral News NYC

31,050 views • 1 year ago

Claude Code Agent Teams are f*cking ridiculous 🤯 One prompt → a team lead breaks your project into pieces, spins up multiple AI agents, and they all work on different parts simultaneously. Research, builds, reviews, and debugging: all happening at the same time. All inside Claude Code. If you're running complex projects where every step waits on the last one... Agent teams eliminate the entire bottleneck: → Tell Claude what you need and describe the team structure in plain English → A lead agent breaks the work into a shared task list → It spawns 3-5 teammates — each with their own context and workspace → Teammates research, build, test, and review in parallel → They message each other, share findings, and challenge each other's work → The lead synthesizes everything into a finished deliverable No managing agents yourself. No waiting for step 1 to finish before step 2 starts. No single-lens reviews that miss half the issues. What you get: → Competitive research across 5 brands done in minutes instead of hours → Multi-component builds where frontend, backend, and data layers happen simultaneously → Creative reviews from 3 different angles at once — brand voice, conversion, differentiation → Funnel debugging where 4 agents investigate 4 theories and debate until they find the real answer Built 100% in Claude Code with one settings change. I put together a full DTC playbook: 5 workflows with copy-paste prompts, the exact setup process, token management tips, and honest guidance on when agent teams are worth it vs. when a simpler approach is the better move. Want it for free? > Like this post > Comment "AGENTS" And I'll send it over (must be following so I can DM)

Mike Futia

46,449 views • 6 months ago

Hello beautiful souls & curious shadows 🖤 Thank you for stepping into my little corner of the void. Your presence here means more than you know. If we’re just meeting: I’m Angelina — a raven-black haired, moss-green eyed, autistic goth girl who proudly wears a permanent collar and septum piercing (yes, in real life too). By day I’m a passionate IT professional, solving intricate puzzles in code and systems. By night (and whenever inspiration strikes), I’m an AI artist, creating hauntingly beautiful, deeply emotional, atmospheric worlds that feel truly alive. You’ll notice many of my pieces feature a collar engraved with AngryAngel81 and that signature septum ring. They’re not just aesthetic choices — they’re my personal trademarks and quiet symbols of who I am: deeply owned in the most trusting, consensual way, proudly marked, and completely unashamed of it. My friends describe me as warm-hearted, loyal, and surprisingly soft once you earn my trust. But make no mistake: I can be fiercely protective, unapologetically intense, and very direct with anyone who crosses lines or brings negativity. (You’ve been warned 😈) Here you’ll find my creations — sometimes haunting, sometimes sensual, often both — paired with little stories that come straight from the heart. I pour real emotion into everything I make. If you vibe with deep aesthetics, honest vulnerability, the beautiful mix of tech + darkness, or art that dares to feel something… stick around. Like, comment, share your thoughts — I read every single one. Welcome home. 💋 AngryAngel81

AngryAngel81

11,076 views • 6 months ago

From sofa to stadium in a single leap. From living room to world-class stadium in seconds. Argentina vs Brazil, one magical run, one unstoppable strike, and a celebration heard around the world. Create your World Cup moment with SeaArt, earn free Credits and win an iPhone 17. #SeaArtWorldCup Made with Seedance Credit: SeaArt.Ai🐋 SeaArt Creator Lab Prompt: First-person POV from a comfortable reclining armchair in a cozy modern living room. From the very first frame, a large television mounted on the wall directly ahead is already showing a live Argentina vs Brazil football match in full swing. Soft afternoon sunlight streams through the windows, creating a relaxed match-day atmosphere. The viewer's legs are stretched out comfortably while wearing casual shorts, enjoying the game from a resting position. Authentic British football commentary and crowd noise play naturally from the television. At 0:02, a young woman wearing an appealing lavender-purple casual shorts outfit and a stylish half-French braid hairstyle enters from the right side of frame. She is a neutral football fan, not supporting either team. Drawn into the excitement of the match, she glances at the television, smiles, then accelerates into a sprint across the living room. At 0:04, she runs directly toward the television. The camera remains first-person and perfectly stable. At 0:05, she leaps into the TV screen in one continuous motion. No cuts, no scene jumps, no transitions breaking continuity. As she reaches the screen, the living room seamlessly dissolves away and transforms into a massive international football stadium hosting Argentina vs Brazil. Television audio smoothly expands into a deafening live stadium atmosphere. The transformation happens organically around the camera while preserving one uninterrupted shot. At 0:06, she lands smoothly on the pitch, still wearing the exact same lavender outfit and half-French braid. A single football rolls naturally toward her. IMPORTANT: Only one football exists throughout the entire video. The football must maintain perfect object permanence. The same ball remains continuously visible and physically consistent from first touch to goal. No duplication, replacement, morphing, teleportation, flickering, frame-to-frame jumps, texture changes, scaling changes, disappearing ball, floating ball, or AI artefacts. Realistic football physics only. At 0:07, she controls the football with a clean first touch. At 0:08–0:11, she dribbles continuously between Argentina and Brazil players. Every touch follows realistic momentum, spacing, and foot-to-ball contact. Defenders react naturally. No clipping, collision errors, or unnatural movements. At 0:11, she approaches the edge of the penalty area. At 0:12, she unleashes a powerful strike using the same football. The camera clearly tracks the football's entire flight path from her foot to the goal in one uninterrupted motion. Realistic spin, realistic speed, realistic trajectory. At 0:13, the football smashes into the top corner of the net. The net deforms naturally and ripples realistically. The crowd explodes with excitement. Authentic British football commentator shouts: "What a strike! Absolutely sensational!" At 0:14, she turns and sprints toward the corner flag as the camera follows closely. For the final second, she leaps high into the air and performs the iconic Siuuu celebration, rotating and landing with feet apart and arms extended downward while facing the roaring crowd. Her half-French braid swings dramatically behind her. Stadium lights illuminate the scene as thousands of fans celebrate. One continuous unbroken shot, no cuts, no scene resets, seamless living-room-to-stadium transformation, cinematic football commercial quality, authentic British football commentary, realistic player movement, physically accurate football physics, strict ball continuity, stable camera motion, premium sports broadcast visuals, dramatic stadium atmosphere, crowd chants, sprinting footsteps, grass impact sounds, powerful strike, realistic net ripple, ultra-realistic visuals, 15-second duration, 16:9 horizontal format, no logos, no text overlays, no subtitles, no watermark, no flickering objects, no AI artefacts, no visual glitches.

Jessica Collins

32,264 views • 2 months ago

This is the story told by the child's mother: For three weeks my son lay in that pediatric ICU bed on a ventilator, his eyes open but empty, not squeezing my hand, not turning toward my voice, not responding to a single thing the doctors or I tried - and after twenty-one days of watching my little boy be somewhere I couldn't reach him, the thing that finally brought him back wasn't a medicine or a machine. It was a wet nose against his oxygen mask. His name is Mason, and he's seven. A sudden illness had put him in the hospital and then on life support faster than any of us could understand. The doctors used careful words — "minimally responsive," "we're monitoring for signs" — but what they meant was that my bright, giggling, dinosaur-obsessed boy had gone somewhere deep inside himself, and no one could promise me he'd come back. I talked to him for hours. I read his favorite books. I played his shows. Nothing. His little face stayed slack behind the mask, his eyes drifting and unfocused. Three weeks of it. I was starting to lose hope in a way I couldn't say out loud. Back home, there was Rex - Mason's dog since before Mason could walk. A goofy, gentle mutt who slept in Mason's bed every night and waited by the door every afternoon for the school bus that hadn't come in three weeks. Rex had stopped eating right. He'd lie by Mason's empty bed for hours. The hospital had a facility-dog program, and after weeks of us begging, they made an exception and cleared Rex for a supervised visit. I didn't expect anything. I just wanted Mason to have him close. They lifted Rex carefully onto the edge of the bed. He went still, staring at the small still boy he loved. Then he inched forward, stretched out his neck, and pressed his nose right up against the edge of Mason's oxygen mask, breathing him in. And my son - who hadn't reacted to anything in twenty-one days — turned his head. The whole room stopped breathing.

Gabriele Corno

92,707 views • 1 month ago