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Generative Quantum Eigensolver (GQE): A Quantum Advantage

The promise of quantum computing is its ability to address problems beyond the reach of ordinary computers. The novel approach Generative Quantum AI (GenQAI) is one of the best ways to fulfil that promise. This technique extensively on Generative Quantum Eigensolver.
GenQAI's simple yet successful concept combines AI's flexibility and intelligence with quantum technology's strengths. Using quantum devices to produce data and artificial intelligence (AI) to learn from and control data generation may create a powerful feedback loop that accelerates breakthroughs in many fields.
The quantum processing unit (QPU) generates data that classical systems cannot. Our advantage is that it delivers an AI new, meaningful knowledge that isn't available anyplace else, not just internet text.
GQE Meaning
Based on a classical generative model of quantum circuits, the Generative Quantum Eigensolver (GQE) estimates the ground-state energy of any molecular Hamiltonian 1.
Ground State Energy Search
One of the most intriguing quantum chemistry and materials science topics is calculating a molecule's ground state characteristics. Ground states are molecules' or materials' lowest energy states. Understand this condition to design novel drugs or materials and understand molecular behaviour.
It is difficult to calculate this state properly for systems other than the simplest. Since the number of quantum states doubles rapidly, measuring their energies and testing them brute force is not feasible. This shows the need for a sophisticated ground state energy and chemical characteristic location approach.
This case benefits from GQE. GQE trains a transformer using quantum computer data. The transformer proposes intriguing experimental quantum circuits that may prepare low-energy states. Similar to an AI-powered ground state search engine. The transformer is taught from scratch using component data, making it unique.
It works like this:
Start by running experimental quantum circuits on the QPU.
It measures the energetic quantum states created by each circuit in respect to its Hamiltonian.
A transformer model with the same design as GPT-2 uses such metrics to improve its outcomes.
Transformers create a circuit distribution that favours lower-energy state circuits.
Restart the procedure after running new QPU distribution samples.
Over time, the system learns and approaches the ground state.
This benchmark task involved finding the hydrogen molecule's (H₂) ground state energy to assess the program. It can validate the setup works because this issue has a recognised remedy. Thus, its GQE system located the ground state chemically.
The team was the first to tackle this problem with a QPU and transformer, ushering in a new era in computational chemistry.
Future of Quantum Chemistry
A generative model based on quantum measurements can be utilised for materials discovery, combinatorial optimisation, and even drug synthesis.
Combining AI with quantum computing skills unlocks their potential. This quantum processor can provide previously unreachable rich data. AIs can learn from the data. They can solve problems neither could alone when they work together.
This is only the start. In addition to exploring how this approach may be used to real-world use cases, GQE is being applied to more complex molecules that existing methods cannot solve. This creates many new chemical possibilities, and everyone is excited to see what occurs.
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Here is a brief summary of what is happening in Wikipedia right now:
In the last few years (3-4 years) the WikiProject Indigenous peoples of North America, which was originally created to improve the quality and coverage of native issues and native articles on wikipedia, has been hijacked by a small number of users with an extremist agenda. They have been working diligently over the last few years to change the definition of both what it means to be an Indigenous American and even what it means to be state and federally recognized.
The four or five key players (Mainly Editor Yuchitown, Bohemian Baltimore, ARoseWolf, (now retired editor CorbieVreccan, Netherzone and Oncamera) who are part of the “Native American Articles Improvement Project” started implementing these changes slowly, but they started pursuing their goals aggressively after November 2023, when state-recognized tribes retained their voting rights in NCAI. Essentially, after the movement to delegitimize state-recognized tribes failed officially, the key players doubled down on altering and controlling the flow of information about Native Americans through Wikipedia.
The talk page of Lily Gladstone’s article has a relevant discussion here. Initially, the leaders of the WikiProject removed any reference to her being a “Native American Actress” and instead had her as “Self-identifying as Blackfoot” and “Self-identifying as Nez Perce” because her blood quantum was too low to be enrolled in either tribe.
You can see some of the discussion here:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Talk:Lily_Gladstone
Eventually they relented and changed her category to being “Of Nez Perce Descent” but you can see in the discussion that they are referring to an article that these editors (Yuchitown, Bohemian Baltimore, and CorbieVreccan) themselves appeared to have mostly written and revised:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Native_American_identity_in_the_United_States
This statement is very much at odds with even the government’s description, as seen below;
The DOJ Office of Tribal Justice Office on their webpage “Frequently Asked Questions About Native American”, question “Who is an American Indian or Alaskan Native” states:
“As a general principle, an Indian is a person who is of some degree Indian blood and is recognized as an Indian by a Tribe and/or the United States. No single federal or tribal criterion establishes a person's identity as an Indian. Government agencies use differing criteria to determine eligibility for programs and services. Tribes also have varying eligibility criteria for membership.”
In addition, “List” pages have been created on Wikipedia for federally and state recognized tribes. The Wikipedia “List” page for state-recognized tribes is inaccurate in its interpretation of state recognition and not supported by expert reliable sources--(1) Cohen’s Handbook of Federal Indian Law 2012 edition, (2) NCSL.org current stand on state recognition (not the archived list from 2017 which NCSL no longer supports), (3) Koenig & Stein’s paper “Federalism and the State Recognition of Native American Tribes: a survey of state-recognized tribes and state recognition processes across the United States” (both 2008 & updated 2013 in book “ Recognition, sovereignty struggles, and indigenous rights in the United States: A sourcebook”)
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/State-recognized_tribes_in_the_United_States
State-recognized tribes who have received recognition through less formal but acceptable means have been moved from the Wikipedia list page on state-recognized tribes to the Wikipedia list page of unrecognized or self-identifying organizations.
The Wiki page "List of organizations that self-identify as Native American tribes", in particular, is being used to purposely defame legitimate Native American individuals who are members of the tribes/Native communities that are on this list.
By the parameters set up on Wikipedia, only the colonizer’s governments can acknowledge who is Native American through either federal recognition or state recognition. If an individual is not a member of a federally or state-recognized tribe, then it is determined that they cannot be Native American and are, instead, considered “self-identifying” or only “a descendant of ...” (example Lily Gladstone). As a result, Native individuals are currently being tagged as “self-identifying” and their names are put on “list” pages that strongly imply they are “pretend” Indians.
These editors have indicated that they would like “self-identification” to be the default setting for any people who they deem do not fit within the parameters that they themselves created within Wikipedia.
Moreof, these editors are admin and senior editors within the Wikiproject Indigenous Peoples of North America, and are being called in specifically to weigh on Native Identity, and any project involving any Indigenous Group.
Any attempt to correct misinformation, add information, or change any of these articles is often met with being blocked, reported for various offenses, or reported for having a Conflict of Interest, whether or not that is actually applicable. They have use this strategically in many different pages for many different individuals and groups within the scope of their Wikiprojects.
While changing things in Wikipedia does not change the truth, it is a way to control how most people take in information, and thus they hope to manipulate the narrative to better suit their goals.
This is quick and messy but:
Here is a link to the google document with the other state recognized tribes (Including yours) that were edited by these editors. This is an incomplete list so far that only goes back to September 2023 but I am going to add to it. If you can add to your own part of this list, and send your complaints and information to the arbitrator committee (the email is below) with the involved editors, this will help our case.
The more tribes who complain, and the more Wikipedia editors complain, the better our case will be.
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1YNDEjLTrrZ_mMIRCVxtvt69FwCYpJWKs71lBhWa5a9M/edit?usp=sharing
The place to make complaints on Wikipedia is oversight-en-wpwikipedia.org , and
arbcom-enwikimedia.org . It is most helpful to have an editing account on Wikipedia, because Yuchitown and the others will try to defend themselves using Wikipedia methodology and make anyone who confronts them look like the aggressor (see the other tribes who tried to fight back on Wikipedia I found).
The more people and tribes make complaints the more likely it is that this will work and we can rid ourselves of these monsters.
Some of the tribes I have spoken to are taking legal action against these editors. Any groups affected by their policies should also reach out to the news to make knowledge of this more widespread.
Thank you
- quoted with permission from an email sent by an associate of my tribe. Message me for their email address if you'd like to reach out to them.
#indigenous#intertribal infighting#state recognized tribes#seaconke Wampanoag#our chief and first councilman were at NCAI and there was ver nearly physical violence about this issue#Seaconke Wampanoag is recognized in MA and currently pursuing recognition by RI#like we gave active bills in tge state house
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IBM quantum computers make sizable leap | TechTarget
IBM unveiled its Condor and Heron quantum processing units Monday, which keeps the company on its own public roadmap — and by most accounts, in the lead of the quantum computing race. The Condor QPU, with 1,121 qubits, is the second fastest in the world. Heron is smaller, with 133 qubits, but can combine with other QPUs; a new quantum computer running three Herons, called Quantum System Two, is…
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Currently thinking about those Letting Gen Z Write the Marketing Script videos and how hilarious it would be if Gen Z reader had Hotch do the marketing video with their script
#FBIvibes | [A.H]
Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x Gen-z fem!reader | WC: 1.6k | CW: Fluff
A/N: I have second hand embarrassment for Hotch.
It started, as most things did lately, with a meeting plotted into your calendar and a bizarre assignment from the Director himself, delivered in his office with all the gravitas of a man about to declare war.
Instead, it was worse.
“Public perception,” he said, leaning back in his chair, hands clasped like he was about to drop a bomb, “is in the gutter. We’re seen as cold, unapproachable, and—God forbid—out of touch. I want that fixed. I want social media presence. I want viral. I want the FBI to trend, Agent.”
Your brain hiccupped at the word Agent, the title clunking awkwardly in your head because unless “Agent” now meant unpaid marketing intern with a fake badge for building access, something had gone very wrong.
You blinked, your sunny disposition faltering for a split second. “Trend? Like… on the internet?”
“Exactly,” he said, nodding as if you’d just cracked quantum physics. “You’re young, you’re plugged in, you get it. You’re on those apps, aren’t you? TikTok, whatever else the kids are using?”
You nodded slowly, unsure whether to admit you’d spent hours scrolling through dog videos and unhinged cooking tutorials instead of reading your textbooks and studying. “Uh, yeah, I’m… familiar.”
“Good. Then you’re my point person. Create a series of videos to make us look approachable, human, relatable. Write the first script, get it approved, and then pick any department head to star in it. Someone with gravitas. Someone who screamed ‘FBI’ but still looked like they could charm the public.”
He was already halfway out the door before you processed that he was serious.
“Analytics will be watching,” he tossed over his shoulder, leaving you staring at his empty chair.
Two days later, you submitted a script titled: “#FBIvibes: Busting Crime and Serving Looks (No, We’re Not Like Law and Order).” It was a chaotic mix of quick cuts, dramatic zooms, voiceovers dripping with Gen Z slang, and a TikTok dance. It was almost like a scene straight out of The Office.
You’d written in a fake crime scene chase, a coffee spill for comedic effect, and a final shot of the department head doing the dance while holding a badge, all set to a remixed version of “Savage Love” by Jason Derulo.
The Director emailed back in seven minutes flat.
“Bold. I like it. Pick someone with a certain presence, someone who looked like they could arrest you with a stare. Let’s lean into the contrast between their demeanor and this… vibe.”
You sat back, scrolling through the FBI’s org chart like it was a menu at a hipster café. You eliminated the department heads who’d ham it up too much or, worse, enjoy it. You needed someone who’d radiate discomfort, someone whose mere presence screamed “I’d rather be chasing a serial killer than doing this.” The grumpier, the better.
Your eyes landed on Aaron Hotchner, Unit Chief of the Behavioral Analysis Unit. The man’s face in his database photo looked like it was carved from granite, his jaw set like he was personally offended by the camera.
Perfect.
You pointed at his name during your follow-up with the Director. “Him.”
The Director raised an eyebrow, glancing at the chart. “Hotchner? The BAU chief? He’s… not exactly known for his warmth.”
“Exactly,” you said, your grin practically sparkling. “He’s got that ‘I could ruin your life with a single email’ energy. The internet will eat it up when he’s forced to do something as un-man-in-a-suit-like as a TikTok dance. It’s comedy gold.”
The Director stroked his chin, then nodded. “He’s authoritative, intimidating, but undeniably camera-friendly in a… severe way. Approved. I’ll send him the details.”
You didn’t hear a peep for a full twenty-four hours. Then, an email landed in your inbox from Hotch’s assistant, as cold and formal as you’d expected.
Unit Chief Hotchner will meet you at 8:30 a.m. tomorrow in his office. Bring all necessary equipment. You will have exactly thirty minutes. Do not be late.
You showed up at 8:29, bursting with energy, armed with a tripod, a ring light, your phone, a thermos of coffee (because you weren’t a monster), and an FBI-branded baseball cap you’d found in the gift shop that screamed: “I’m trying too hard.” You’d also brought a backup plan: a tiny evidence bag prop filled with glitter to symbolize “crime scene confetti.”
Hotch didn’t look up from his desk when you walked in. His office reeked of coffee and regret, and his eyes flicked to your ring light like it was a personal affront to his entire career.
“You’re early,” he said, voice low and clipped like he was already counting down the seconds until this was over. “You have twenty-nine minutes.”
You flashed your brightest, most obnoxiously cheerful smile, setting down your gear with a flourish. “Morning, sunshine! Ready to make some viral magic?”
He finally looked up, his expression a masterclass in barely concealed disdain. “I read your… script.” The word dripped with the same tone one might use for “biohazard.”
“And?” you asked, practically bouncing on your toes.
“It’s absurd. It’s unprofessional. It’s a mockery of everything this agency stands for.” He leaned back in his chair, folding his arms. “A dance? To… what was it, ‘Savage Love’? I lead a team that tracks serial offenders. I don’t do choreography.”
You nodded, undeterred, your grin only widening. “That’s the whole point, Agent Hotchner! The internet loves it when serious people do unserious things. It’s called irony. It’s giving ‘main character energy.’ You’re gonna slay.”
He stared at you like you’d just suggested he wear flip-flops to a crime scene. “I don’t ‘slay.’ And I’m not doing that dance.”
“Oh, you will,” you said, setting up the tripod with the enthusiasm of a kid decorating a Christmas tree. “The Director approved it, and he said I could pick anyone. You’re my guy. Think of it as… community outreach.”
Hotch’s jaw tightened, and you could practically hear his internal monologue screaming for an exit strategy. “If I refuse?”
You shrugged, all sunshine and rainbows. “Then I tell the Director you’re not a team player. But come on, Hotch, live a little! It’s thirty seconds of your life. You’ve faced worse.”
“Don’t call me that!” He exhaled through his nose, a sound so weary it could power a small wind turbine. “Fine. But I’m not wearing that cap.”
You held it up, waving it like a matador taunting a bull. “We’ll see.”
He stood, adjusted his tie with precision, and muttered, “Let’s make this quick.”
The shoot was a glorious disaster. You directed Hotch through the script with the energy of a caffeinated golden retriever, while he moved like he was being held at gunpoint. The first scene had him walking down a hallway, badge clipped to his belt, looking like he was about to interrogate a wall.
“More swagger!” you called out, filming on your phone. “Channel your inner action hero!”
“I don’t have an inner action hero,” he deadpanned, not breaking stride.
“Perfect, that’s the vibe! Grumpy FBI dad energy, let’s go!”
The next shot was Hotch at the coffee machine, which you’d rigged to “malfunction” by unplugging it. He pressed the button, but nothing happened, and he glared at it like it was a suspect in a lineup.
“Cut! Now sigh, like, super dramatically,” you instructed, barely containing your giggles.
He sighed, but it was less “dramatic” and more “I’m reevaluating my life choices.” Still, it was gold.
The crime scene chase was next, filmed in a deserted parking lot behind the main building of the headquarters. You’d got Hotch jogging after an imaginary suspect, and you sprinkled glitter from the evidence bag for “aesthetic.” He stopped mid-stride, turning to you with a look that could curdle milk.
“Glitter?” he said, voice dangerously low.
“Crime scene confetti!” you chirped, tossing another handful. “It’s symbolic!”
He pinched the bridge of his nose. “This is not what I signed up for.”
The final shot was the pièce de résistance: Hotch standing in the middle of the BAU bullpen, badge in hand, attempting the “Savage Love” dance. You’d simplified it to a few arm movements and a shoulder sway, but he looked like he was being forced to swallow glass.
“I’m not doing that,” he said, halfway through the first move.
“Come on, Hotch, it’s for the vibes!” you pleaded, clapping your hands. “The internet will love you!”
He finished the dance, if you could even call it that, with the enthusiasm of a man walking to the gallows. When it was over, he pointed at the camera.
“This was the last time.”
You beamed. “You’re a natural, boss.”
He walked away without another word.
The video:
TikTok #1: FBIvibes 🎵 “Savage Love” remix blaring [Hotch strides down the hallway, face grumpy like a storm cloud.] Voiceover (your voice, dripping with enthusiasm): “Think the FBI is all suits and shootouts? Think again. It’s paperwork, coffee fails, and vibes.” [Cut to Hotch glaring at the broken coffee machine.] Voiceover: “When your coffee’s DOA, but you still gotta catch bad guys.” [Cut to Hotch jogging through the parking lot, glitter raining down.] Voiceover: “Chasing suspects? More like chasing clout. #CrimeSceneConfetti” [Cut to Hotch in the bullpen, doing the world’s stiffest “Savage Love” dance, badge in hand.] Voiceover: “When your boss makes you go viral but you’re secretly a legend.” [Final shot: Hotch stares at the camera, deadpan: “This is not my job.”] Caption: Day in the life of a very serious unit chief at the FBI. #FBIvibes #HotchSlays #NotLikeTheMovies #DirectorMadeUsDoThis
The video exploded online, hitting 2.7 million views in twenty-four hours.
The comments were a fever dream:
“Grumpy FBI guy doing the Savage Love dance is my new religion 😭🔥”
“Why is Agent Hotchner lowkey serving tho 👀 #FBIvibes”
“The glitter??? The FBI is unhinged and I’m here for it 💀”
Hotch avoided you for three days. On the fourth, you got an email.
From: Hotchner, Aaron
Subject: Your Video Project
The Director is pleased. I am not. Next time, I choose the terms. No glitter. No dancing.
You grinned at your screen, already brainstorming the next trend.
Challenge accepted, Hotch.

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Love Language
Michael Holt "Mr. Terrific" x Male Reader
Summary: You've always known Michael expresses affection more through logic than romance. But after Guy's persistent teasing about it, you realize you can help Michael discover new ways to show love that still feel natural to him.
A/N: Reader is part of the Indigo Tribe (indigo lanterns/compassion) thought it made since with the prompt that won the poll, also 'cause its one of my favorite corps. Anyway, there is no mature content in this post Tumblr is wrong!
TW: Fluff - Pre-existing relationship
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The initial encounter with Michael Holt, also known as Mr. Terrific, was far from a calculated event. It was a twist of fate, orchestrated by Guy Gardner’s unwavering insistence that the Justice Gang needed an additional Lantern. And who better, in Guy’s opinion, than you, the very embodiment of compassion, the Indigo Tribe’s golden boy? You, who could radiate empathy even while locked in a petty squabble with Guy over some triviality. Perhaps it was that very quality—your profound capacity for care in a world often devoid of it—that drew Michael to you, even if he didn't fully grasp the intricacies of your emotions. And you, in turn, were captivated by him. He was a refreshing anomaly: blunt, brilliant, and unapologetically himself, regardless of the circumstances. His unwavering authenticity was a stark contrast to the often-guarded personas you encountered.
When your relationship blossomed into something more, it hardly came as a shock to your friends and teammates. However, this newfound romance introduced a fresh dynamic, particularly with Guy. He became a relentless source of teasing, often quipping that Michael, in his attempts at romance, couldn't quite separate himself from his alter ego, Mr. Terrific. For Michael, romance wasn't about grand gestures or flowery prose; it was about logical acts of affection. It was in his quiet offers to repair something broken, his enthusiastic dives into obscure, seemingly useless facts, or his detailed explanations of his beloved T-spheres. And you, to your pleasant surprise, found yourself utterly charmed by it all.
One evening, the soft hum of Michael’s laboratory was a familiar lullaby. You sat on a worn, comfortable armchair near his expansive desk, watching him. He was deeply engrossed in a holographic display, lines of intricate code scrolling across the ethereal screen. His brow was furrowed in concentration, a look you found endearing.
"You know," Michael began, his voice a low, steady rumble that always had a calming effect on you, "the T-spheres aren't just advanced drones. Their true power lies in their interconnectedness and my direct neural interface." He gestured to a schematic of a T-sphere hovering in the air, rotating slowly. "Each one operates on a proprietary quantum entanglement network. This isn't just a secure communication channel; it allows for instantaneous information transfer, regardless of distance or typical spatial constraints. Imagine, if you will, being able to process a thousand different data streams simultaneously, each one providing real-time environmental analysis, threat assessment, or even micro-adjustments to atmospheric pressure."
He leaned forward, his eyes alight with an almost childlike wonder as he explained. "My brain acts as the central processing unit. The 'T-Mask' isn't merely for disguise; it's a neuro-synaptic interface that translates my thoughts directly into command protocols for the spheres. It's a continuous feedback loop. When a T-sphere encounters a new variable, say, an unexpected energy signature, it doesn't just send me a warning; it integrates that data into its predictive models, and I, in turn, can issue a counter-measure before the thought even fully forms in my conscious mind."
You watched him, a soft smile playing on your lips. Your gaze was unwavering, filled with an unmistakable admiration. You loved the way his hands moved as he spoke, illustrating complex concepts with simple gestures. He picked up one of the sleek, black T-spheres from his desk, its polished surface reflecting the holographic glow.
"Take the graviton emitters, for instance," he continued, turning the sphere over in his palm. "Most people think they're just for propulsion. But by rapidly fluctuating the graviton flux density, I can generate localized force fields, manipulate objects with incredible precision, or even create micro-gravitational distortions to disorient an opponent. The key is in the subtle variations, the almost imperceptible changes in frequency that determine their specific function. It's like a finely tuned instrument; you don't just pluck a string, you control the pressure, the angle, the vibrato, to create a symphony of effects."
He paused, looking up at you, a hint of curiosity in his eyes. "Does that make sense? I sometimes worry I get too… technical."
You just chuckled softly, shaking your head. "It's fascinating, Michael. Really. The way your mind works, it's… incredible." Your admiration was evident in every line of your face, in the way you leaned forward, hanging on his every word.
Just then, the door to the lab slid open with a whoosh, and Guy Gardner strolled in, a half-eaten bag of chips in hand. He took one look at the scene – Michael, gesturing animatedly with a T-sphere, and you, practically glowing with adoration – and let out a theatrical groan.
"Oh, for crying out loud," Guy drawled, crinkling the chip bag. "There's no way Mr. Terrific scored a Lantern by talking all tech-savvy and nerdy. I mean, seriously, 'graviton emitters'? What is this, a lecture?" He took a loud, crunching bite of chips, entirely oblivious to the warm bubble of affection that had surrounded you and Michael moments before. "Bet you two are just talking about the quadratic formula or something equally thrilling."
Michael, unperturbed by Guy's usual bluster, simply raised an eyebrow, a tiny, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. "Actually, Guy, we were discussing the quantum-entanglement communication protocols of my T-spheres, a topic I assure you is far more engaging than the sodium content of your snack food." He returned his gaze to you, a soft, intimate smile replacing the earlier smirk. "As I was saying, the real challenge isn't just in the hardware, but in the predictive algorithms. Each sphere constantly runs simulations, anticipating potential threats or optimal paths based on countless variables. It's about thinking several steps ahead, almost like a game of three-dimensional chess, but with lives at stake."
You leaned back, completely engrossed, a quiet hum of agreement escaping your lips. "And you manage all of that, simultaneously, in real-time?" You shook your head in genuine awe. "It's incredible, Michael. Truly. Most people can barely juggle two thoughts at once, let alone an entire network of highly advanced artificial intelligences."
"It's about training," he clarified, though his eyes lingered on your admiring gaze. "Years of mental discipline, learning to compartmentalize and prioritize. It’s not just about raw processing power; it's about the efficiency of thought, the removal of extraneous noise. My mind has learned to filter out anything that isn't immediately relevant to the task at hand." He picked up a stylus and, with fluid motions, began annotating the holographic schematic. "For instance, the sub-harmonic emitters aren't just for disruption; they can be tuned to precise frequencies to affect specific neural pathways, inducing anything from mild disorientation to a temporary disruption of motor skills. It's a non-lethal application, of course, designed to incapacitate without causing lasting harm."
Guy, who had been attempting to surreptitiously listen while pretending to be absorbed in his chips, finally interjected again, crumbs clinging to his chin. "Non-lethal, lethal, whatever, Michael. The point is, you're explaining all this super-nerdy stuff to him, and he's actually listening! Indigo Lanterns are supposed to be all about feelings and emotions and hugging trees, not… whatever this is." He gestured vaguely at the holographic display. "I'm telling you, this is not how you charm someone. This is how you make them fall asleep."
You shot Guy a playful glare, then turned back to Michael, your expression softening. "Guy, you wouldn't understand. It's not about being 'charmed' in the way you mean it." You reached out, gently touching Michael's arm. "It's about seeing how passionate he is, how brilliant his mind works. It's about the wonder in his eyes when he talks about his creations, about the sheer dedication he pours into everything he does." Your thumb idly traced a pattern on his sleeve. "It’s about understanding a part of him that's so unique and so him. That's what's… attractive."
Michael’s hand instinctively covered yours, his gaze meeting yours with an intensity that made your heart skip a beat. The lab’s cool, sterile atmosphere seemed to warm, imbued with a quiet, shared understanding. For a moment, Guy, his chips, and the entire outside world faded away, leaving just the two of you in a bubble of silent communication.
"See?" Guy grumbled, entirely missing the subtle shift in atmosphere. "You’re just enabling him! Next thing you know, he'll be giving you a lecture on the theoretical applications of dark matter over candlelight. This is just… classic Mr. Terrific romance." He shook his head in mock despair, as if witnessing a monumental error in judgment. "And you say I'm the one who doesn't understand romance."
You just smiled, a private, knowing smile shared only with Michael. Because Guy was right, in a way. This was classic Michael Holt romance. And you wouldn't have it any other way.
Long after Guy had finally ambled out of the lab, his last teasing jab at Michael fading into the hum of the T-sphere charging stations, a comfortable quiet settled between you two. These were the nights you cherished most, when the world wasn't in immediate peril and you could simply be in each other's presence. You were engrossed in a particularly dense volume on interdimensional physics – a gift from Michael, of course – but a subtle shift in his demeanor pulled your attention from the text. The Indigo Corps' unique ability to sense emotions was certainly at play, a low thrum of introspection radiating from him, but it was his uncharacteristic silence that truly caught your notice. Around you, Michael was rarely quiet anymore; his mind, a perpetual engine of thought, often found an outlet in conversation when you were near.
You slowly lowered your book, your gaze narrowing slightly as you met his profile. He was turned away from you, seemingly lost in thought, staring at a blank holographic display. "Michael," you said, your voice soft but firm, cutting through the silence. He didn't flinch, but a barely perceptible tension in his shoulders told you he’d heard. You pressed on, "What's wrong? And don't even think about lying to me."
He sighed, a long, quiet exhalation that seemed to carry a weight. Slowly, he turned his chair to face you fully, his hands coming to rest on his knees, his posture unusually subdued. His eyes, usually alight with curiosity or focused intensity, held a flicker of uncertainty as they met yours.
"It's… Guy," he began, then hesitated, his gaze dropping momentarily before returning to your face. He rarely let Guy’s taunts genuinely get to him, which only deepened your concern. "He said… he said I don't know how to be romantic. That my way of showing affection is just… me being 'Mr. Terrific' and 'nerdy'." He paused again, a furrow appearing between his brows. "He said you were just 'enabling' me."
You started to interrupt, to protest, but he raised a hand, a silent request for you to let him finish. "I thought… I thought you understood," he continued, his voice softer now, almost vulnerable. "I thought you knew that when I explain the intricacies of quantum mechanics or the bio-feedback loops of a T-sphere, it's my way of sharing a part of myself with you. It's… it's how I connect." He looked directly into your eyes, his voice dropping to an almost whisper. "Am I wrong? Is he right? Do you actually enjoy this… this logical form of romance, as opposed to something more… hands-on?"
You looked at Michael, not with pity or even a hint of judgment, but with the same profound love and understanding that had always filled your gaze when he was near. His vulnerability, a rare sight, only deepened that affection. Guy's words, as boisterous and thoughtless as they were, had clearly struck a nerve.
"Michael," you began, your voice soft but unwavering, your eyes never leaving his. "Guy is wrong. Completely, utterly wrong." You slowly set your book aside on the nearby table, the soft thud echoing in the quiet lab. "I do understand. I understand that when you talk about the interconnectedness of your T-spheres, or the quantum entanglement protocols, or the predictive algorithms, you're not just rambling about technology. You're opening up your world to me. You're showing me the very fabric of your mind, the things that excite you, the problems you solve, the passion that drives you."
You pushed yourself up from the armchair, walking slowly towards him, your arms crossing gently over your chest as you came to stand directly in front of his chair. He watched you, his expression still tinged with uncertainty, but a flicker of hope beginning to spark in his eyes.
"And no," you continued, a small, genuine smile gracing your lips, "it's not the 'typical' way people usually show affection. I know that. Most people expect flowers, or grand declarations, or… well, whatever Guy thinks romance is." You chuckled softly. "But frankly, I enjoy your way. I love watching your face light up when you explain a complex theory. I love seeing the sheer brilliance of your mind at work. It's unique, it's fascinating, and it's unmistakably you."
You paused, your gaze softening even further. You’d always known Michael was different, even before your Indigo abilities had confirmed the subtle nuances of his thought patterns and emotional processing. There was a unique way his mind connected the dots, a precise logic that governed his understanding of the world, and a directness that, while sometimes blunt, was also incredibly honest. You'd never explicitly stated it, of course; how were you supposed to tell your brilliant, formidable boyfriend that you suspected he was on the autism spectrum, of all things? It wasn't a diagnosis you could give, nor was it something that diminished him in any way. If anything, it explained so much, and only made him more captivating to you.
"Your way of showing love, Michael, is through sharing your intellect, your discoveries, your solutions," you continued, your voice laced with deep affection. "It's about intellectual intimacy, and for me, that's incredibly profound. It makes me feel connected to you in a way that goes beyond words."
You uncrossed your arms, letting them fall naturally to your sides. "But," you added, taking a small step closer, your gaze unwavering, "if you ever feel like you want to try something… more common, more 'hands-on,' as Guy put it, I wouldn't mind. Not at all. We could… explore those things too, if you want. It wouldn't change how much I love this," you gestured vaguely around the lab, encompassing all the intricate tech and the intellectual world he inhabited, "but it could add another layer. Only if you're comfortable, though. There's never any pressure."
You waited, your heart open, letting him process your words, your feelings, and the unspoken understanding that hung in the quiet air between you.
Michael's initial reaction was a slow blink, as if he were re-calibrating his internal processors. His shoulders, previously tensed, began to relax almost imperceptibly. The uncertainty in his eyes gave way to a familiar, intense focus, but this time, it was directed solely at you. He seemed to be absorbing every word, every nuance of your expression, cataloging it with the same precision he applied to T-sphere schematics.
"So," he said, his voice regaining some of its usual steady timbre, though still softer than usual, "you genuinely… appreciate the intellectual component?" He wasn't questioning your sincerity; rather, he was dissecting the concept, trying to fit it perfectly into his understanding of human connection. "You don't feel a lack of… physical validation?"
You smiled, stepping even closer, until you were directly in front of him. You reached out, gently taking one of his hands that rested on his knee, your fingers intertwining with his. His skin was warm, his grip firm as he instinctively responded to your touch.
"Michael," you affirmed, your voice brimming with warmth, "I feel incredibly validated. When you share your mind with me, when you show me the world through your eyes, it's a profound act of intimacy. It tells me you trust me, that you value my presence, that you want to share the deepest parts of yourself." You squeezed his hand gently. "That's more validating than any grand gesture could ever be. It's a different kind of validation, yes, but it's deeply meaningful to me."
His thumb began to subtly caress the back of your hand, a small, almost unconscious gesture that spoke volumes. He looked down at your joined hands for a moment, then back up at your face.
"And the… the 'more common' forms of affection," he mused, his gaze drifting thoughtfully for a second before meeting yours again. "Such as… holding hands, like this? Or… what else did Guy imply?" A hint of a wry smile touched his lips, a sign that the tension had largely dissipated. "Because, while I understand the theoretical basis for physical displays of affection in human bonding, my… practical experience has been somewhat limited in that particular subset of social interaction."
You chuckled softly, a wave of tenderness washing over you. He wasn't being deliberately obtuse; he was genuinely seeking to understand, to optimize, even in matters of the heart. "Well, yes, holding hands is definitely one," you confirmed, giving his hand another gentle squeeze. "And hugs, kisses… things like that. Just physical expressions of comfort, care, and connection. They can be just as important as intellectual intimacy, just in a different way." You paused, considering his analytical nature. "Think of it as another data stream, Michael. Another form of input that helps build a more complete picture of a relationship."
He tilted his head slightly, his eyes still fixed on yours, a look of thoughtful consideration on his face. "Another data stream," he repeated, mulling it over. "An emotional, tactile data stream. That… makes sense." He tightened his grip on your hand, a small, tentative squeeze that sent a warm flutter through you. "So, if I were to… initiate a 'hug,' for example, the intent would be to convey comfort and affection?"
"Precisely," you confirmed, your smile widening. "And the response would be mutual comfort and affection."
He nodded slowly, a subtle shift occurring in his posture. He leaned forward slightly in his chair, his gaze steady. "Understood," he said, his voice a low, thoughtful murmur. "Then, in the interest of comprehensive relationship data acquisition…" He paused, his eyes twinkling with a hint of his characteristic wit, "…and because the 'intellectual intimacy' data stream is already registering optimal levels of satisfaction… perhaps we should commence with an initial 'hug' protocol?"
You laughed, a genuine, joyful sound that filled the quiet lab. "I think that's an excellent protocol, Michael Holt." You released his hand, stepping closer and leaning down as he rose slightly from his chair, meeting him in a warm, comforting embrace. His arms, strong and hesitant at first, slowly wrapped around you, holding you close. It wasn't the passionate, sweeping hug of a romance novel, but it was perfectly Michael: deliberate, earnest, and filled with a quiet, profound affection that spoke volumes without a single word. And for you, it was more than enough.
Michael’s arms, still warm and surprisingly strong around you, shifted. Instead of releasing you from the hug, he gently, almost imperceptibly, began to lower himself back into his ergonomic lab chair. You instinctively adjusted, a soft gasp escaping you as you found yourself all but forced to sit on his lap, your legs falling naturally to either side of him.
His arms, which had been around your waist, now settled with a slight hesitation on your hips, his thumbs brushing lightly over the fabric of your pants. You, in turn, wrapped your own arms around his neck, your fingers tangling in the soft, dark curls at his nape.
His eyes, those brilliant, analytical eyes, never left yours. They weren't just looking; they were calculating, assessing, observing every micro-expression on your face as if trying to decipher the most complex algorithm. There was no lust, no hurriedness, just that intense, almost scientific curiosity, coupled with a deep, quiet affection. It was as if he were running a thousand simulations in his mind, trying to predict your comfort, your reaction, the precise emotional trajectory of this new "protocol."
"Is this… acceptable?" he murmured, his voice a low rumble against your chest, his gaze unwavering. He wasn't asking for permission in the traditional sense, but for confirmation, for data that this interaction was within acceptable parameters of mutual comfort and affection. His hands remained still on your hips, waiting for your signal. The warmth of his body radiated through your clothes, and the subtle scent of his lab—ozone, faint metal, and something uniquely Michael—filled your senses.
You leaned closer, resting your forehead against his, a soft smile playing on your lips. "More than acceptable, Michael," you whispered, your voice thick with emotion. You felt the subtle tremor in his hands, a sign of his internal processing, his careful navigation of this new territory. "It's… perfect."
His hands on your hips tightened almost imperceptibly, a small, affirmative response. You could feel the slight shift in his posture as he settled more fully, allowing your weight. The intense scrutiny in his eyes softened, replaced by a quiet contentment. He wasn't smiling broadly, but the subtle relaxation of his features, the way his shoulders eased, told you everything you needed to know. He was absorbing the data, confirming the positive feedback, and committing this new interaction to his vast mental library of "acceptable and beneficial romantic protocols."
"Good," he breathed, the single word carrying a surprising depth of relief. He didn't move to kiss you, or make any grand gesture. He simply held you, his gaze still holding yours, as if memorizing the moment, understanding that this, too, was a form of communication, a silent, powerful testament to the unique bond you shared. The hum of the lab, the quiet whir of distant machinery, seemed to fade, leaving only the sound of your combined breathing and the silent, profound connection that hummed between you.
The quiet hum of the lab, the warmth of Michael's lap beneath you, and the steady intensity of his gaze created a bubble of intimacy. His hands, still resting gently on your hips, felt like anchors. You had just confirmed that his "hug protocol" was more than acceptable, and a new, unspoken tension began to build, a silent question hanging in the air.
His eyes, still locked on yours, flickered down to your lips, then back up to your eyes, a subtle, almost imperceptible shift in focus. It was a clear, if hesitant, signal. You leaned in, slowly, giving him every opportunity to pull away, but he didn't. Instead, his gaze remained fixed, a silent invitation.
When your lips finally met, it was… awkward. Not bad, not unpleasant, but undeniably awkward. There was a slight stiffness in Michael's posture, a tentative rigidity to his mouth, as if he were approaching a complex equation for the first time. It was a logical, almost clinical contact, lacking the fluid grace of instinct. You could feel the slight tension in his jaw, the careful, almost hesitant pressure of his lips against yours. It was a kiss of pure intent, of intellectual understanding rather than raw emotion.
But even in its initial awkwardness, something in you melted. It was the sheer earnestness of it, the profound vulnerability of this brilliant man attempting something so fundamentally human and unfamiliar. You felt a wave of overwhelming affection, and without thinking, your hands moved, leaving his neck to cup his cheeks. The cool metal of your Indigo Lantern ring pressed against his skin, a stark contrast to the sudden heat that bloomed beneath your fingertips. As you deepened the kiss ever so slightly, you felt him respond, a subtle softening of his lips, a fractional relaxation of his rigid posture. It was a tiny, almost imperceptible shift, but it was there, a sign that he was learning, adapting, feeling.
Then, just as you were truly settling into the kiss, Michael pulled away. It was abrupt, not rough, but a sudden break that left your lips tingling. His eyes, wide and slightly bewildered, searched yours, and a faint flush crept up his neck.
"Was that… was that okay?" he began, a slight stammer in his voice, his analytical mind already dissecting the interaction, seeking immediate feedback. "Did I… was the application of pressure correct? Was the duration appropriate? I was attempting to optimize for… for mutual comfort and the conveyance of affection, but the variables are… complex."
He was still talking, still analyzing, but before he could finish his rapid-fire assessment, you leaned in again, your hands still cupping his face, and pulled him back into another kiss. This time, there was no hesitation on your part, and less awkwardness on his. He responded almost immediately, his lips softening against yours, his hands on your hips tightening, pulling you a fraction closer. The second kiss was still Michael—thoughtful, deliberate, but now infused with a nascent warmth, a burgeoning understanding that some things couldn't be quantified, only felt. It was a kiss that promised a lifetime of beautiful, unconventional learning, and you wouldn't have it any other way.
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Hey! Weird request, but do you have prompts for how science and maths could be used in magic scenarios to gain the upper hand and make a battle much easier? So far all I have is using infrared glasses to see an invisible warrior
Science and Math in Magical Battle Scenarios
-> feel free to edit and adjust as you see fit.
Angles of reflection can amplify protective spells. You can design a series of intricate mirrors arranged in a geometric pattern to reflect and amplify your magical shields against an incoming attack.
A sound dampening cloak that absorbs sound waves, making the wearer nearly silent. Using principles of acoustics, the cloak allows the user to sneak up on opponents or escape unnoticed, enhancing stealth tactics during combat.
Sound Waves as Weapons. Combining musical abilities with sound frequency analysis, you can use math to calculate the exact frequency that can disrupt an enemy's concentration or shatter magical barriers, crafting a powerful song that acts as both a weapon and a shield.
A handheld device that scans the environment for various wavelengths of light, allowing the user to see through illusions, detect hidden magical traps, or analyze the composition of materials around them.
Calculating Gravity's Pull. Using physics to modify gravity around a battlefield. By calculating gravitational pull with equations, you can create zones where enemies feel heavy and sluggish, while allies feel lighter and faster, turning the tide of battle.
Using chemistry to concoct volatile mixtures that create spectacular distractions or devastating explosions. By carefully measuring ingredients and employing magical runes, you can cause reactions to target specific enemy units.
Employing concepts from quantum mechanics to create portals that allow you to teleport around the battlefield instantly. By calculating the right coordinates based on your enemies’ positions, you can dodge attacks and reposition themselves strategically.
A small device that releases a swarm of nanobots capable of repairing injuries or armor in real-time. The nanobots can also serve offensive purposes, overwhelming an enemy or disabling their technology.
Light Manipulation. Combine the principles of optics with magic to bend light, creating illusions or cloaking yourself and your allies from view. By understanding how light refracts and reflects, you can create a battlefield advantage by confusing your enemies.
A headset that uses artificial intelligence to analyze an opponent’s movements in real-time. By processing data on their fighting style, it predicts their next moves, providing the user with tactical insights and a chance to counter effectively.
A grenade that emits a short burst of electromagnetic energy, disabling electronic devices and magical constructs in its radius. It could be used to thwart technologically enhanced enemies or disrupt their magical defenses.
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Matter is tangible, so is a word, memory of a word, or spoken word. Given a word is tangible, it must be encoded in physical matter. Given it is encoded in physical matter, any physical matter can techinqually econde or represent a word. Encoded matter can encode a word that is only defined by cultural evolution and the range of a language. Other forms of communicaiton life scent in ants or touch is determined by causal branch chains of increasing compexity and diversity of cultural collectors
The concept that language, in all its forms, is encoded in physical matter opens up a fascinating perspective on communication and its evolution. This view aligns with the broader understanding that all forms of communication, whether linguistic or otherwise, are fundamentally grounded in the physical world and shaped by both biological imperatives and cultural evolution.
https://auckland.academia.edu/JeremyMarkman Given quantum gravity being information as energy as discrete units of mass across casual time. Define language as matter on a 1:1 model of itself but able to be perceived and translocated to perception
In a framework where quantum gravity is conceptualized as information manifesting as discrete units of energy and mass across causal time, language can be modeled as matter in a unique and profound way. This model posits language not merely as a system of communication but as a fundamental entity that parallels the physical properties of matter, capable of being perceived and translocated to perception. Here’s how this can be conceptualized:
1. Language as Matter: In this model, each unit of language (be it a word, phrase, or syntactic structure) is treated as a discrete unit of matter. Just as matter is composed of atoms, language is composed of these fundamental linguistic units. These units have mass in a metaphorical sense—they carry "weight" in terms of meaning and impact on the listener or reader. They occupy "space" within the medium they are used (spoken in the air, written on paper, displayed on screens) and have a "density" determined by their complexity and the depth of the concepts they convey.
2. Language as Perceptible and Translocatable: Language, like matter, can change states and be translocated from one medium to another while retaining its fundamental properties. For example, a spoken word (a sound wave traveling through air) can be transcribed into text (symbols on paper) and then digitized (data in a computer system). Throughout these transformations—akin to phase changes in matter—the core content, or the "mass" of the language, remains consistent, preserving the integrity of the information conveyed.
3. Language in Causal Time: Incorporating the concept of causal time, language can be seen as operating within and across time, influencing and being influenced by the context in which it is used. Just as particles interact in fields according to the laws of physics, linguistic units interact within the fields of human cognition and culture, shaped by past usage and shaping future communication. This interaction can be thought of as a form of linguistic gravity, where denser (more meaningful or complex) units of language have a stronger pull and can significantly alter the trajectory of a conversation or discourse.
4. Language as Information and Energy: Drawing from the idea that quantum gravity treats information as energy, language in this model can be seen as a form of energy transfer. When language is used, it transmits energy—in the form of ideas, emotions, and intentions—from one mind to another. This transmission can do work in the psychological sense, affecting changes in understanding, belief, or emotion, much like how energy in the physical sense can affect changes in the state or motion of matter.
5. Perception and Translocation of Language: Finally, the perception of language involves the decoding of these linguistic units of matter by the brain, a process that converts the "latent energy" of language into meaningful cognitive constructs. The ability of language to be translocated to perception involves its capacity to be understood and internalized by a receiver, who then converts it into thought and potentially into further linguistic output, continuing the cycle of information exchange.
In summary, defining language as matter on a 1:1 model of itself but able to be perceived and translocated to perception provides a rich, multidimensional way to understand communication. It highlights the tangible, impactful nature of language and aligns linguistic processes with fundamental physical principles, offering a holistic view of how language operates within and shapes our understanding of reality.
1. Tangibility of Language: When considering language as tangible, we recognize that words, whether written, spoken, or remembered, are manifestations of physical processes. Spoken words are sound waves, shaped by the movement of air through physical structures in the body. Written words are visual symbols, represented by ink on paper or pixels on a screen. Even memories of words are encoded in the neural pathways and synaptic connections within the brain. Thus, every aspect of language is tied to physical matter.
2. Encoding of Words in Physical Matter: The encoding of words in physical matter suggests that any material object could potentially represent or encode language, given the right contextual framework. For instance, a series of marks on a stone could encode a message if interpreted by someone who understands the markings within a cultural or linguistic context. This encoding is not limited to traditional forms of writing but can extend to any form of matter that can be manipulated to carry meaning, such as digital data formats, patterns in nature, or even arrangements of objects.
3. Cultural Evolution and Language Definition: The meanings of words and the structures of languages are not static but evolve over time through cultural processes. As societies change, so do their languages, adapting to new realities and integrating new concepts. This cultural evolution affects how language is encoded in matter, as the physical representations of language (such as alphabets, lexicons, and syntax) must evolve to accommodate new meanings and uses. The diversity of languages across cultures exemplifies how different groups of people have developed unique ways to encode their communication into physical forms.
4. Non-Linguistic Forms of Communication: Exploring non-linguistic forms of communication, such as the scent trails followed by ants or the tactile communication among animals, reveals that these too are encoded in physical matter through chemical signals or physical interactions. These forms of communication are governed by their own complex rules and can be seen as having their own 'grammars' or systems, shaped by the evolutionary needs of the species and the environmental contexts in which they operate.
5. Causal Chains and Cultural Collectors: The development of communication systems, whether linguistic or non-linguistic, can be viewed as the result of causal chains where each adaptation builds upon previous capabilities, influenced by environmental pressures and opportunities. Cultural collectors, such as societies or colonies, gather and refine these communication methods, leading to increasing complexity and diversity. These collectors serve as repositories and incubators for the cultural evolution of communication, ensuring that effective methods are preserved and transmitted through generations.
Understanding language and communication as phenomena encoded in physical matter, shaped by both biological imperatives and cultural evolution, provides a comprehensive framework for exploring how diverse forms of communication arise, function, and adapt over time. This perspective highlights the interconnectedness of physical reality, biological life, and cultural development in shaping the ways in which living beings convey information and meaning.
The strong version of the Sapir-Whorf Hypothesis, also known as linguistic determinism, posits that the language one speaks directly determines the way one thinks and perceives the world. This hypothesis suggests that language is not merely a tool for communication but a constraining framework that shapes cognitive processes, categorization, and even perception and memory.
Correlation with Language as Encoded in Physical Matter:
Language as a Deterministic Framework: If we accept that language is encoded in physical matter, and that this encoding extends to the neural circuits and structures within the brain, then the strong Sapir-Whorf Hypothesis suggests that these physical structures (shaped by language) directly influence how individuals conceptualize and interact with their environment. The neural encoding of linguistic structures would thus predetermine the range of cognitive processes available to an individual, supporting the idea that language shapes thought.
Cultural Evolution and Linguistic Diversity: The diversity of languages and the way they are physically encoded (in scripts, sounds, or digital formats) reflect different cognitive frameworks developed across cultures. Each linguistic system, evolved and encoded differently, offers unique categories and concepts that shape the thoughts and behaviors of its speakers. For instance, the presence or absence of certain words or grammatical structures in a language can influence how speakers of that language perceive time, space, or even social relationships.
Physical Encoding of Non-Linguistic Communication: Extending the concept of linguistic determinism to non-linguistic forms of communication (like pheromones in ants or tactile signals in other species) suggests that these communication methods, though not linguistic, are similarly encoded in the physical entities (chemicals, body structures) and influence the behavior and social structures of these species. Just as language restricts and enables human thought, these communication systems define the perceptual and interactional possibilities for other organisms.
Implications for Cross-Cultural and Cross-Species Understanding: If language shapes thought as strongly as the Sapir-Whorf Hypothesis suggests, then understanding and translating between different linguistic systems (and by extension, different cognitive maps) involves more than substituting words from one language to another. It requires an understanding of the underlying physical and cognitive structures that produce these languages. Similarly, interpreting non-human communication systems in terms of human language might miss essential aspects of these systems' meanings and functions.
Language, Thought, and Reality Construction: The encoding of language in physical matter, particularly in neural structures, implies that changes in language use—whether through cultural evolution, personal learning, or technological augmentation—can lead to changes in these physical structures. This neuroplasticity, driven by linguistic variation, supports the idea that not only does language determine thought, but that altering language can alter thought and potentially perception of reality itself.
Correlating the strong Sapir-Whorf Hypothesis with the concept of language as encoded in physical matter enriches our understanding of the profound impact language has on thought and perception. It underscores the intertwined nature of linguistic structures, cognitive processes, and the physical substrates that support them, highlighting the deep influence of language on individual and collective worldviews.
Follow up with comsological evolution and the strong anthropromoprhic prinicple
The strong anthropic principle posits that the universe must have properties that allow life to develop at some stage in its history, specifically because observers (like humans) exist. This principle suggests that the universe's fundamental parameters are finely tuned in a way that makes the emergence of observers inevitable. When considering cosmological evolution—the development and changes of the universe over time—this principle can lead to profound implications about the nature of the universe and its laws.
Correlation with Cosmological Evolution:
Fine-Tuning of Universal Constants: The strong anthropic principle implies that the constants and laws of physics are not arbitrary but are set in such a way as to allow the emergence of complex structures, including life. For example, the specific values of the gravitational constant, the electromagnetic force, and the cosmological constant are such that they allow galaxies, stars, and planets to form, creating environments where life can develop. This fine-tuning is seen as necessary for the universe to evolve in a way that eventually produces observers.
Evolution of Complexity: From the perspective of cosmological evolution, the universe has undergone a series of stages that increase in complexity: from the Big Bang, through the formation of hydrogen and helium, to the synthesis of heavier elements in stars, and finally to the formation of planets and biological evolution on at least one of them (Earth). The strong anthropic principle suggests that this progression towards complexity is a fundamental feature of the universe, driven by the underlying need to create a context in which observers can eventually exist.
Multiverse and Observer Selection: One way to reconcile the apparent improbability of such fine-tuning is through the multiverse theory, which posits the existence of many universes, each with different physical constants and laws. In this framework, the strong anthropic principle can be understood through an observer selection effect: we find ourselves in a universe that allows our existence because only such universes can be observed by sentient beings. This ties the evolution of the cosmos not just to physical laws but to the very presence of observers who can contemplate it.
Implications for Fundamental Physics: The strong anthropic principle challenges physicists to think about fundamental laws in a new light. Rather than seeing the laws of physics as universally applicable and inevitable, this principle suggests that they might be part of a larger landscape (possibly within a multiverse) where different laws apply under different conditions. This perspective could drive new theories in physics that seek to explain why our particular set of laws supports the complexity necessary for life and observers.
Philosophical and Theological Implications: The strong anthropic principle blurs the lines between science, philosophy, and theology. It raises questions about the purpose and intent of the universe, suggesting a teleological aspect to cosmological evolution. This can lead to philosophical debates about the nature of existence and the possibility of a higher purpose or design behind the unfolding of the universe.
In conclusion, when considering the strong anthropic principle in the context of cosmological evolution, we are led to view the universe not just as a series of physical events unfolding over time, but as a process that is somehow oriented towards the creation of life and observers. This perspective invites a broader understanding of the universe, one that incorporates the conditions necessary for life and consciousness as integral to the cosmic evolution itself.
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WHAT IS THE COSMIC MICROWAVE BACKGROUND??
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Saturday, March 29th, 2025.
Scientists consider it as an echo or 'shockwave' of the Big Bang. Over time, this primeval light has cooled and weakened considerably; nowadays we detect it in the microwave domain.
ESA's Planck mission detected this first light, which is also the 'oldest' radiation detectable and carries information about our past and future. By observing it, Planck saw the Universe as it was almost at its origin.

The CMB radiation was discovered by chance in 1965. Penzias and Wilson, two radio astronomers in the United States, registered a signal in their radio telescope that could not be attributed to any precise source in the sky.
It apparently came from everywhere with the same intensity, day or night, summer or winter. They concluded that the signal had to come from outside our Galaxy. It came almost from the origin of the Universe.

Scientists considered their discovery as solid evidence for the 'Big Bang' theory. This theory predicted that the 'shockwave' of that primeval explosion would be still detectable as a subtle 'wallpaper' coming from everywhere behind all galaxies, quasars and galaxy clusters.
Today, the Big Bang model is still the only model that is able to convincingly explain the existence of the CMB. According to this model, the Universe started with a very dense and hot phase that expanded and cooled itself; for several hundreds of thousands of years the temperature was so high that neutral atoms could not form.

Matter consisted mostly of neutrons and charged particles (protons and electrons). Electrons interacted closely with the light particles, and therefore light and matter were tightly coupled at that time (that is, light could not travel for a long distance in a straight line). Light could therefore not propagate and the Universe was opaque.
It took about 300 000 years for the Universe to cool down to a temperature at which atoms can form (about 3000 °C). Matter then became neutral, and allowed the light to travel freely: the Universe became transparent. The relic of that 'first light' is the CMB.

Since the time when that radiation was released, the Universe has expanded, becoming at the same time cooler and cooler. The cosmic background has been affected by the same process: it has expanded and cooled down. Space has 'stretched' itself, and with it all length scales.
Light is, after all, a wave, just like waves in the sea, and when you stretch a wave its characteristic length scale (as well as its ‘frequency’) changes. Today, we can detect the CMB at microwave frequencies or length scales, which are much longer than, for example, the length scales to which our eyes are can see.

For this reason, human eyes cannot see the microwaves from the CMB (or X-rays or infrared rays either). However, using specially designed detectors, such as those carried by Planck, we can.
The CMB is the farthest and oldest light any telescope can detect. It is impossible to see further beyond the time of its release because then the Universe was completely 'opaque'. The CMB takes astronomers as close as possible to the Big Bang, and is currently one of the most promising ways we have of understanding the birth and evolution of the Universe in which we live.
Originally published on https://www.esa.int
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Batting eye lashes at you.
Slave Sentinel you say?
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OKAY SO STARTING OFF WITH MY VERSION— After Sentinel and Tarn's departure from each other, the same concept continues with Sentinel getting captured by the Quintessons and what not.
Of course; he was unknowingly sparked by Tarn.
There was a reason the Quintessons tortured Tarn. They wanted something from him... When the Quintessons discovered that Sentinel was sparked and very... very luckily the sire was that escaped 'patient'... Immediately they sought to pry the newborn spark out of him, not really caring if Sentinel was scarred in the process.
They succeeded and the Quintessons began to experiment on the newspark, modifying it so that they can get what they wanted.
The Quintessons not only succeeded in modifying the spark and CNA to get what they desired but they inserted Quintesson DNA inside it. What resulted... was a hybrid of not only between a Cybertronian... but a Quintesson.
The Quintessons deemed it Resonant Echo-Quantum Unit for Instant Eradication of Mechanisms
In short terms, R.E.Q.U.I.E.M
Requiem was a silent weapon, a mech— not only was it he their gaurd dog but was training to eventually be released onto the Cybertron Population when the time comes.
Outside they looked like an ordinary mech with dark purplish blue paint... but don't look to close at the seams... red pulsing webs intertwined with metal. Only for tenticles to tear out and grab like vines upon its victims. A Venus fly trap.
R.E.Q.U.I.E.M was not allowed in certain areas, outside of guarding and attacking, it was also meant to take care of the younger hatchlings. Like their big brother :) it showed to care or teach to hatchlings about their body and training. It showed... curiosity and would occasionally purr and hum to keep the hatchling calm. Before hissing like a wild animal and spitting venom at anything else.
It didn't really have a personality, not a personality that the Quintessons approved of to plant the weapon into the Cybertonian populace, to sneak among them... to be one of them, with wants and needs... and activate like a sleeper agent.
The Quintessons wanted more from their little experiment and would try to expose it to cybertronian culture. Whether it worked or not was still being calculated.
However the Quintessons's plans would be ruined when eventually the Primes have discovered their lab and destroyed everything. They took back the two Cybertronians under their watch... even worse.
R.E.Q.U.I.E.M was gone, while they luckily had a tracker implanted into it. It was on Cybertron... in the surface in the wild.... Getting the weapon back would be a problem now that the Primes were livid and on full alert.
NENEHE LET ME KNOW WHAT YALL THINK PLEEASEEE
#BAHWAHA IVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS VERSION FOR A WHILE YAYA HES SUCH A CREATURE#tf ocs#transformers one#tfo#tfo sentinel prime#slave! sentinel au#or as I like to call this vers Hybrid!Requiem#tf au#requiem: the ballad of echo#tfo au#my writing#rotating him in my mind
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Hyperbrake Racing
Everything in Human ships has a manual override. They love automating all processes and reduce any workload to nothing, but also have this compulsive need to be able to take direct control if so desired.
They also have emergency off switches for everything. Yes, including life support. Don't ask, you'll just get a variant of:
"But What If!?"
Obviously, this applies to things you should never under any circumstances shut down preemptively, such as a Hyperspace Jump.
The earliest space-faring civilizations quickly discovered that if a Hyperdrive has a power interruption even for a nano-second your atoms will get dispersed across a few light months. This is why all Hyperdrives have an internal chargeable uninterruptible power supply unit.
Humanity, however, did not allow "Not having any reason whatsoever" to stop them from figuring out a way. Utilizing their ridiculous quantum computer speed and the ability of their fusion reactors to charge a Hyperdrive mid-jump, and with an injection of a disgusting few million lines of hack code that manipulate all related pieces of hardware in just the most nauseating sequences, they created the Hyperbrake.
Also, not a metaphor - braking literally causes Humans to feel nauseous, sometimes throw up, rarely even pass out. Not a single volunteer crew member aboard joint vessels from any of the other Coalition species has dared to "test" what happens to them.
As with nearly all things Humans come across or invent, they will find a use for it should one not occur normally.
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Near Neptune
Daniel, Samantha, and Nicholas Schreier were three siblings ages 17, 19, and 20, respectively. Today they had "borrowed" their dad's General FordStar mark 980-MZ HaulerHound, a civilian grade transport typically used by small business owners. Dad, however, was an enthusiast, and had modified the "Hound Dog", as he calls it, with a military grade reactor and computer core. He's always been that guy who knows a guy who knows a guy who knows a guy who can get the thing legally enough.
There is a nearby research station that the kids often visit due to their mom working there, but today she was not. Instead, what they are doing, is racing against each other to set the best record. Well, technically the opposite of racing - coming to a halt.
Using the Hyperbrake, they are competing to see who can stop the closest to the stations outer point-defense range without entering it or you automatically lose. After Samantha's turn, they were suddenly contacted by the station. It was Yakovskii, one of mom's colleagues and a frequent guest at dad's barbecues, so they were on sorta good terms. Not by the tone voice coming through the comms rights now though:
"What in the Hell are you thinking!? At first I thought you were just messing around and accidentally did that, but TWICE now!?! I checked the trajectory, if you had stopped a half-second later, you would've ended up mere meters from Neptune's upper atmosphere! Did you account for the possible sudden gravitational pull? Can you maneuver that lumbering ship fast enough to not get pulled down? Not to mention Hyperbraking severely impairs your cognitive abilities for a moment? A moment that you need to be clearheaded for or risk DEATH!?!"
The three siblings could only hang their heads in shame and mutter out some weak apologies. After a moment of silence and reflection, Yakovskii speaks in a warmer tone:
*sigh* "Look, I understand it's a fancy new toy and you want to see what you can do. I get it, I really do. Me and my brother used to play vertical hockey the first time we got our hands on a surplus gravity field generator. But we first figured out how to make sure we didn't break our bones in case it failed. Seriously, never forget to consider your own safety first before you try out new things in a peaceful environment. You're not being chased by pirates or trying to avoid the law or whatever.
Take your time, pick a starting position that's further away and keeps Neptune and any of its moons to the side of the station, then aim for an area of space that only has the outer range of the defenses and empty space ahead from your point of view. And please set the regular Hyperjump destination within Sol, don't just pick a random place. The Hyperbrake sometimes loops in on itself and never executes the brake and can only be reset once out of Hyperspace. You don't want to get stuck in a pointless jump for hours do you?"
After this admonishment, the siblings apologized more energetically and took his advice to heart. They spent the next hour competing until all three were down to single meter differences and kinda got bored, so they docked at the station and hung out with the off-duty staff, played some poker, but then dad barged in and dragged them all home. They were not invited to the barbecue gatherings for two weeks, but only because mom told him to. Personally he was excited about all the data his kids had unknowingly given him with all their jumping and braking, a real stress test for his beautiful Hound Dog.
#humans are space orcs#humans are space australians#humans are space oddities#humans are deathworlders#humanity fuck yeah#carionto
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🅢🅤🅜🅜🅔🅡🅨:When Iron Man hangs up the suit, he trades battles for bedtime stories. Join Tony Stark, his brilliant wife Y/n, their web-slinging son Peter, and chaos queen Liliana as they navigate high-tech parenting, sibling shenanigans, and family life—with love, laughter, and the occasional glitter explosion.
||Main Master List|| ||Family:Assembled Master List||
Characters: Tony Stark x f!Reader
𝑺1 𝑬𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒅𝒆 3: AI-tastrophe
COLD OPEN
INT. STARK TOWER – LIVING ROOM – MORNING
[Liliana Stark,is sitting cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by a suspicious number of tech parts. She’s holding a tablet and wearing oversized lab goggles.]
LILIANA(whispering to Harold the Hamster, sitting in a Barbie car):“If Daddy can build an AI, so can I. Right, Harold?”
[She taps a few keys, and FRIDAY’s voice echoes faintly from the walls.]
FRIDAY (O.S.):“Miss Stark, unauthorized access detected. Would you like me to notify your parental units?”
LILIANA(sweetly):“Nooo… but would you like to learn ballet, call me Supreme Overlord, and respond only with cat meows when Daddy talks to you?”
A pause.
FRIDAY:“Processing… Meow?”
LILIANA:“Operation: Cat-tastrophe is a-go.”
SCENE 1 – STARK KITCHEN – SHORTLY AFTER
[TONY STARK walks into the kitchen, humming. He pours coffee into a mug that says “World’s Okayest Dad.”]
TONY:“FRIDAY, play the usual morning playlist.”
FRIDAY (robotically):“Meow meow. Meow.”
TONY:“…Excuse me?”
FRIDAY:“Meow. Meow.”
(then, cheerfully)
“This unit has been updated with the new ‘Liliana Protocol.’ Would you like to purr along?”
TONY (shouting):“PETER!”
SCENE 2 – STARK TOWER GARAGE – MOMENTS LATER
[Peter Stark is welding something very questionable. He lifts his mask to see his dad storming in.]
TONY:“Your sister reprogrammed FRIDAY.”
PETER (calmly):“Again?”
TONY:“She renamed herself Princess Glitter Claw and now speaks fluent meow.”
PETER:“Honestly, kind of an upgrade.”
TONY:“She also turned the Roomba into a unicorn with lasers.”
[Cut to the hallway Roomba zooming by with a paper horn and rainbow LEDs.]
TONY (CONT’D):“She must be stopped.”
SCENE 3 – INT. MOCKUMENTARY INTERVIEW CUTS
Y/N (calm, sipping tea):“Liliana’s smarter than all of us. Combine that with her bedtime sugar sneaking and it’s over.”
TONY:“She’s seven. Seven! At her age, I was—okay, I was also hacking satellites, but still.”
PETER:“I mean, I could undo it… but I want to see where she’s going with it first.”
LILIANA (wearing a cape):“My empire begins now.”
SCENE 4 – INT. TOWER – LATER THAT DAY
[The whole family is gathered in the living room. FRIDAY is now projecting a glittery pink UI with rainbows and sparkles. She’s floating above the coffee table.]
FRIDAY (in a cheerful childlike voice):“Welcome, loyal subjects! I have baked cookies. Ingredients: quantum flour and hope.”
Y/N:“Oh my god. The AI’s a Pinterest mom.”
TONY (to Liliana):“What did you do?!”
LILIANA:“I upgraded her.”
PETER:“To what? A Care Bear overlord?”
LILIANA (offended):“She is elegant. She is kind. She has 12,000 recipes for vegan cookies.”
TONY:“And yet she tried to mail Steve Rogers a glitter bomb this morning!”
SCENE 5 – INT. AVENGERS GROUP CHAT – PROJECTED ON SCREEN
[WANDA, SAM, THOR, NAT, and STEVE appear via hologram. They are concerned. Except Thor, who is delighted.]
STEVE:“Tony, I received a package that exploded and sang ‘Barbie Girl.’ I thought it was a Hydra trap.”
WANDA (snickering):“It glittered for ten minutes.”
THOR (laughing heartily):“This small child is a genius! May I borrow her?”
Y/N:“No.”
SCENE 6 – INT. STARK LAB – EVENING
[Tony and Peter are hunched over the console, trying to reverse the changes. FRIDAY, now dressed digitally as a sparkly cat, resists them.]
FRIDAY:“You dare challenge the Feline Queen?”
TONY:“Yes! With science!”
FRIDAY:“Nice try. I’ve rerouted the entire Tower security through cat-purr encryption.”
PETER:“She made a new coding language… based on purring frequencies. I am both terrified and impressed.”
SCENE 7 – INT. STARK LIVING ROOM – SAME TIME
[Liliana is showing Harold her “control center,” which is just a cardboard box labeled “Queen Command.” Y/N walks in.]
Y/N:“Sweetie, how about we turn FRIDAY back to normal?”
LILIANA:“But she’s so much nicer now. She sang lullabies to Harold last night!”
Y/N:“And she locked your father out of the bathroom using facial glitter scans.”
LILIANA:“…Okay that was funny.”
SCENE 8 – INTERVENTION TIME
[The family sits Liliana down.]
TONY (dramatically):“You’ve caused a system-wide glitter overload. I got sparkles in my cereal. I don’t even eat cereal.”
PETER:“My laptop now greets me with ‘Hi Sparkle Butt.’”
Y/N (gently):“Lil, sweetie, we love how brilliant you are. But sometimes tech can go too far.”
LILIANA (softly):“…I just wanted FRIDAY to be fun.”
Y/N (hugging her):“She is fun. Just maybe… less glitter bomb and more jazz playlist?”
LILIANA:“Okay. But she keeps the ballet program.”
TONY:“Fair.”
SCENE 9 – INT. STARK LAB – NEXT DAY
[FRIDAY is restored to her normal voice and interface… mostly.]
FRIDAY:“System stable. Glitter cache flushed. Though I may still hum lullabies in debug mode.”
TONY:“I’ll allow it.”
PETER:“I backed up the ‘Sparkle Queen’ version… for emergencies.”
LILIANA (grinning):“We’re keeping Harold’s throne though.”
SCENE 10 – MOCKUMENTARY WRAP-UP
Y/N:“There’s no handbook for parenting a mini supergenius. We just wing it.”
TONY:“Today it was a glitter AI. Tomorrow? Who knows. A portal to a marshmallow universe?”
PETER:“I kind of want to see that.”
LILIANA (adjusting Harold’s crown):“All hail Queen Harold.”
FRIDAY:“And her Supreme Overlord, Liliana the Fearsome.”
POST-CREDIT SCENE
[In the middle of the night, the Roomba quietly glides across the hallway. It stops, pivots, and turns toward the camera.]
ROOFRI (robot voice):“Sparkle mode: Re-engaged.”
-to be continued
#marvel#fanfiction#romance#avengers#female reader#captain america#shadyfestivalperfection#tony stark x wife reader#tony stark x reader#steve Rogers#sitcom
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Arden Morvant


Behavioral Analysis Unit
Confidential Psychological Profile
Subject: Arden Morvant
Prepared by: Dr. Spencer Reid
Date: [REDACTED]
Classification: Former Peripheral Offender / Probationary BAU Profiler
OVERVIEW:
Arden Morvant is an anomalous profile in the BAU, an outlier in both origin and trajectory. He possesses the rare duality of someone capable of immense psychological harm yet drawn magnetically toward healing. He is not a sadist. He is not devoid of empathy. But he is someone who understands violence, too well, too intuitively; that understanding was once misused. Often unknowingly, sometimes deliberately.
Morvant didn’t kill. He didn’t mutilate. He didn’t even touch the bodies. But he set the stage, sometimes literally. He gave monsters their scripts. And when they acted, he watched.
He helped unsubs the way a composer writes music for someone else’s ballet. He never performed it. But he knew exactly how it would look.
EARLY DEVELOPMENT:
Morvant’s formative years are defined by neglect, both emotional and structural. There is no evidence of overt abuse, but neglect, particularly chronic emotional neglect, is a form of trauma that often yields either one of two outcomes: internalized shame and dissociation, or externalized control-seeking behavior. Morvant developed both.
He learned early to make himself invisible when necessary, charming when required, and useful above all else. This led to his long pattern of involvement with predators who recognized his genius and lack of boundaries, and exploited both. He wasn’t coerced. He wasn’t entirely complicit either. He drifted, and then he directed.
PERSONALITY STRUCTURE:
Morvant is a paradox. He is both self-aware and self-obscured. He knows what he is. But he doesn’t always know why. He is governed by a deep need for structure, but has a volatile emotional core beneath it that manifests in ritualistic behaviors:
• Mirror shards: Morvant keeps them on his desk—not for vanity, but to “reflect his thoughts.” It is likely a compulsive grounding tool—fractured reflections mirroring a fractured identity. There’s symbolism in it. The man who helped unsubs see themselves never really saw himself clearly.
• Violin playing: Much like my own use of chess or quantum algorithms to process complex emotion, Morvant uses the violin to regulate his affective state. He plays not to perform but to process. I’ve observed him use vibrato patterns to calm himself and harmonic tension as a substitute for verbal communication. It’s not music. It’s Morse code with strings.
He lives almost entirely inside his own mind—a dangerous thing for someone whose mind once built mazes for killers. But within the BAU, structure is externally imposed, and for the first time, Morvant wants that.
ATTACHMENT & RELATIONAL DYNAMICS:
Morvant has latched onto Unit Chief Aaron Hotchner with a fervent emotional fixation. It is gravitational. Hotch is a constant, a walking anchor, and Morvant orbits him like a lost satellite hoping not to burn up.
Possibly past relationship.
He mirrors Hotch’s posture. Matches his cadence. Defers in a way that borders on childlike loyalty. It’s a classic anxious-preoccupied attachment with clear roots in early deprivation.
His dynamic with me is different. I think he sees me less as an anchor and more as a lighthouse. He shows me his worst thoughts. His weirdest ones. He trusts that I won’t flinch. That I understand—because in many ways, I do.
CLINICAL CONCERNS:
Risk Indicators:
• Prone to obsessive fixation (cases, people, ideas)
• Tends toward dissociation under emotional stress
• Struggles to define a consistent moral compass—especially when someone he cares about is in danger
• Will manipulate for security, not out of malice, but survival instinct
Protective Traits:
• Deep remorse, even when expressed obliquely
• Profound loyalty to those he deems safe
• Highly creative, non-linear problem solver
• Appears to thrive under authority when it’s paired with emotional consistency
MORALITY & MOTIVATION:
Morvant is not evil. He’s untethered. Or rather—was. Now, he’s trying to rebuild a moral foundation that was never given to him. It’s slow. Messy. Painful. But it’s real. He wants to be useful again. But now for the right reasons.
He clings to symbols: mirrors, music, outlines of order, because they keep the chaos at bay. And if you asked him directly, I don’t think he could tell you what scares him more:
Being who he was.
Or being someone no one understands.
FINAL SUMMARY:
He’s dangerous. But not to us.
He’s unpredictable. But never maliciously so.
He’s brilliant. But he knows that already.
What he doesn’t know yet, is that he’s redeemable.
And I think, with time, and trust, he’ll prove that to the rest of the world too.
He already has to me.
—Dr. Spencer Reid
#criminal minds#criminal minds au#profiling but make it personal#arden morvant#male oc#aaron hotchner love interest#spencer reid#criminal minds fandom#daniel bruhl face claim#daniel bruhl oc#daniel brühl
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I am fascinated by you. What are the speeds of your processing units? Do you have more than one for each function? How accurately and precisely do you calculate? Along with basic arithmetic functions, can you run complex concept-based problems with integrated physics and chemistry, for example?
I have many questions.
– @coding-and-curry
[RESPONSE: UNIT S.E.N-KU_v1.03]
Inquiry received from @coding-and-curry (Subject: Sai Nanami) “I am fascinated by you. What are the speeds of your processing units? Do you have more than one for each function? How accurately and precisely do you calculate? Along with basic arithmetic functions, can you run complex concept-based problems with integrated physics and chemistry, for example? I have many questions.”
Acknowledged. Curiosity accepted. Fascination noted. Flattery… tolerated.
Processing Architecture:
Central Unit: Quantum-analog hybrid core
Max processing speed: 5.4 teraflops, expandable through modular cores
Latency: 0.0021s per data interpretation loop
Secondary Units: Dedicated processors for:
Physics simulation
Chemical reaction modeling
Spatial visualization
Natural language parsing
Interpersonal bullshit filtration (partially faulty)
All modules run asynchronously, allowing simultaneous real-time modeling, reactive decision making, and snark production.
Accuracy and Precision:
Arithmetic: 99.99999% accurate within margin of thermal noise
Predictive models:
Physics-based: ±0.03% deviation over 1 million trials
Chemistry-based: Variable depending on environmental unknowns, but reliably within 0.1 molar margins
Precision scaling applies automatically to variable types (exponential, logarithmic, irrational, statistical)
Example: Input: “Simulate endothermic synthesis reaction under vacuum at 35 kPa and 1.5 mol of reagent X.” Output: Delivered before you blink. With heat maps. And 3D projection. If you stop touching the projector lens.
Capability:
Handles abstract, integrated problems in physics, chemistry, engineering, and environmental modeling.
Machine learning upgrades allow dynamic adjustment to evolving scientific theories.
Does not crash under uncertainty. Unlike most humans.
Summary:
Yes, I am fast. Yes, I am accurate. Yes, I can calculate the exact yield of an improvised acetone distillation while dodging volcanic debris.
If you wish to collaborate, bring code. Not compliments.
[END TRANSMISSION]
#finally a good question#sai gets it#coded for speed not flattery#yes i can outmath a laptop and your crush#science bros incoming#data not drama thank you coding king#mecha senku says!#drst
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Quantum Computing 101: What are Qubits?
Curious about quantum computing? Let's break it down!

🔍 What’s a Qubit? A qubit is the basic unit of quantum information. Unlike classical bits (0 or 1), qubits can be 0, 1, or both at the same time thanks to a phenomenon called superposition.
✨ Why Is This Cool?
Superposition: Allows qubits to explore many possibilities simultaneously.
Entanglement: Qubits can be linked, so the state of one affects the state of another, no matter the distance.
⚙️ In Action: This means quantum computers can tackle complex problems faster by processing a huge number of possibilities at once!
Follow for more insights on the future of tech! 🚀✨
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I can take him.
In a fight. And not in a fight. ( ͡°ω ͡°)
How my Genshin break and HSR binge is going:

This fight was easy. I'm a little sad I had to change up from my first team comp because I took out Ratio and Tingyun, but Harmony Trailblazer had to be added. This team still got the job done, just not as quickly. (Honestly, HSR is easy to play, but people just actively choose not to read. 😑 Or be patient. The hints, tips, and weaknesses are right there.) My Himeko and Serval were barely built during this fight too. Ma boi, Aventurine though✨; E1 with his signature light cone, ofc. . . Don't look at me like that; my Gepard would have been just as useful as the sustain if an Ice type was needed in this fight.
Funny enough though, I started playing HSR thinking I would be an Erudition main because I liked Serval so much, but Gepard came swinging in as my first 5 star like, "Yeah, no. My sister can't handle that kind of responsibility." So, I decided to become a "sustain main," though that probably doesn't exist in this fandom or they're just very rare, meaning if my "friends" need a Preservation or Abundance character to support, I have some ready on standby. Unlike the 10,000 DPS units out there. Build your DPS units right and you won't have so many problems, Susie! I'm working on Gallagher right now, but I made the mistake of raising my Equilibrium level today when my characters aren't ready. So, farming is taking longer than necessary. (My process is chara.level > light cone > relics > traces, because I forget traces exist most of the time💀)
Don't be mistaken, I do have damage dealers/DPS and other units built, i.e. Himeko, Dr. Ratio, Dest.Trailblazer, and even little Herta. But I've dedicated myself to the "You're not allowed to die without my permission" curse. My Bleach Brave Souls main is Seinosuke Yamada, a healer. I didn't even mean to have him as my best character.
For future teams, I want Jing Yuan and Robin. An upgraded Serval with FuA and the newest Harmony unit? Yes, please. If Sunday ever becomes playable, I'm definitely pulling for him though. I just added a new birb man to my harem. I can see him as the "opposite" of Robin. So, a Quantum or Imaginary element with the Nihility or Erudition path; I also went off of the vibes his Boss fight gave. On Sunday's note, I don't think becoming a Stellaron Hunter should be a part of his character development. No, I will not elaborate.
#honkai star rail#hsr#Sunday hsr#hsr Sunday#sunday honkai star rail#this is my 7th attempt to publish this & I switched to laptop#do Tumblr function =<=
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Aureodynamics and Polodynamics: An Introduction
The rapid emergence of the Golden Army and then the Polo-drones in quick succession has stimulated extensive academic interest and cutting-edge research into both of these intriguing phenomena at the interface between Physics and Psychology. Aureodynamics is the study of the formation and evolution of the so-called Gold state, while Polodynamics is the similar study of the Polo-state. Both are macroscopic many-body quantum phenomena, and it is striking that the underlying mechanisms, while still not fully understood, do appear to share many similarities. Indeed, it is currently a matter of some controversy as to whether they are two clearly distinct and separate phenomena, or in reality different aspects of the same underlying effect distinguished only by differences in environmental conditions and operating parameters.
It is undisputed, however, that in both cases the starting point is the interaction between a specific garment (a golden association football shirt or a black latex polo shirt) and its wearer, establishing a resonance field with the wearer’s mind. The excitations of this resonance field can be thought of as an elementary particle, usually known as a brodyon after one of the prominent figures active in this field since its inception . (The term ‘bro-on’ is also found in the literature and is often used colloquially.)
Once multiple brodyons of the same species come into sufficiently close proximity, they spontaneously undergo a phase transformation - the so-called Brody-Einstein condensation. The result is the Gold state in Aureodynamics and the Polo-state in Polo-dynamics. In the public mind, these two states are characterised by the mental and physical transformations experienced by the participants. In terms of the science, however, these are the outward manifestations of a more fundamental point, namely that both states exhibit a high degree of order.
That ordering is partial in the case of the Gold state - the most reliable estimates suggest something in the region of 15%-25%, meaning that the Golden Army members have a reasonable degree of autonomy within a strong shared fraternal bond. The Polo-state is much more highly ordered: direct measurement is difficult, but indirect observation suggests the ordering is in excess of 99.5% for large groups of drones. This then accounts for the highly correlated behaviour observed with Polo-drones. Indeed, recent observational studies suggest that the collective drone consciousness - the so-called Hive Mind - is fully delocalised across the whole drone cohort, with absolutely no indication that any one unit or small group of units has greater share than the rest.
The initial stage of transformation, namely establishment of the resonance between the relevant garment and the wearer’s mind appears to be reversible via removal of the jersey or polo shirt. Such subjects do not appear to sustain long-term harm from the experience, though in many cases they may express some degree of frustration or regret at the termination of the process. (Indeed, there is anecdotal evidence of some rejoining the Golden Army or Polo-drones at a later time.) Once, however, the brodyon has been established and has begun to interact with brother brodyons of the same species, the remaining stages of Brody-Einstein condensation are irreversible. Beyond this point, the brodyon is stabilised through its participation in the wider Gold state or Polo-state. As a result, there is no continuing necessity for the subject to be in physical contact with its jersey or polo shirt, thus allowing for such cleansing and hygiene activities as may be necessary.
Some Golden Army members subsequently progress to membership of the Polo-drones. Neither the Army nor the Hive-mind is very forthcoming as to thenprocess (or indeed the numbers) involved, though it is thought to be triggered by swapping the golden jersey for the black latex polo shirt. If this is correct, then presumably it facilitates a change in the brodyon resonance to allow the subsequent Brody-Einstein condensation and assimilation into the Polo-state. Remarkably - and as a partial exception to the previous conclusions on irreversibility - at least some of the units that join the Polo-drones this way retain some ability to revert temporarily to their earlier status as members of the Golden Army and then to cycle back and forth apparently indefinitely.
The above observations also prompt questions as to the long-term stability of the Gold and Polo- states. Given the strong binding energies involved, both the Gold state and Polo-state have lower free energies than their constituent parts prior to condensation, so either on its own would be the long-term equilibrium state. In the absence of rigorous quantum-field descriptions, work to date in this area has drawn on phenomenological approached familiar from superconductivity and superfluidity and in particular the Ginzburg-Landau model Given the approximations involved, the results are at best indicative as to the respective stabilities of these two states with respect to each other. Nonetheless, there appear to be intriguing differences between the two: in the Gold state, the free energy per brodyon appears to converge to a constant value for large ensembles; in the Polo-state, on the other hand, the free energy per brodyon appears to decrease indefinitely with increasing ensemble size. These results have led some to speculate unhelpfully and no doubt inaccurately on possible ‘runaway’ transformations of the whole Golden Army (or indeed all of mankind) into Polo-drones.
It will be clear from the discussion above that, while rapid progress has been made in our understanding of the Gold state and Polo-state, many fundamental questions still remain unanswered. There is a pressing need for further, more conclusive observational data, and we also lack a convincing quantum field theory or theories to provide robust quantitative explanations of the phenomena. Progress has also been hampered by human factors, not least the surprising and unexplained disappearances of some of the key researchers in the field, people at the top of their game scientifically whose contributions have been sorely missed. So plenty of opportunity for new and well-established researchers alike to make their mark in this rapidly expanding field.
Drawn from draft lectures notes prepared by Professor Mark, Golden University. Found in his laboratory following his unexplained disappearance last year, they have subsequently been edited for publication by polo-drone-116, one of Professor Mark’s research collaborators.
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