chuckis
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chuckis8h ago
Translation:
The world is deceitful, filled with sorrow.
If you are not steadfast, if you are imperfect,
If your delights here are not good,
If your joys and laughter are full of grief.
If your honor and wealth are restless—
Wind, smoke, nothing—they are all fleeting.
They bloom in one hour, in another they wither:
Today on the throne, tomorrow cast down.
Where is he now who once, in pride, cried out—David?
“Behold, I passed by—and he was no more.”
To us, your amusements here seem sweet,
Yet by these sweets our nature is weakened.
Desires hinder the mind from seeing clearly,
Making the bitter appear as sweet.
Those who are exalted—each is proud in this world,
Thinking themselves rich, as if death fears them.
But what is wealth to us, if death reigns?
One gathers, another inherits.
What profit is honor to us,
When death despises all ranks?
Let there be but one thought for us, the poor:
How the Judge will appear on that scary(?) day,
And soon demand from us an answer:
Why did we waste our years in vain?
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chuckis8h agohttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SzdNuNj_OPQ
Мирє лукавыи, скорбьми исполнєнныи,
Коль ты нетвердыи, коль нєсовєршєнныи,
Коль суть не благи твои здѣ утѣхи,
Коль суть плачєвны радости и смѣхи.
Коль нєспокоины твои чєсть, богатство,
Вѣтръ, дымъ, ничто жє, всє нєпостоѧнство.
Цвѣтутъ в єдинъ часъ, в дрꙋгїи увѧдаютъ,
Днєсь на прєстолѣ, завтра низпадаютъ.
Гдѣ єсть, гордѧисѧ, Давидъ вопиѩшє,
Сє мимо идохъ — ужє тои нє бѧшє.
Мнѧтсѧ намъ сладки твои здѣ забавы,
Сластьми изнꙋрєнны сꙋть наши нравы.
Похоти смыслꙋ зрѣти препѧтствуютъ,
Горькоє сладкимъ быти показуютъ.
Въ высокихъ сꙋщи, всякъ въ мирѣ гордитсѧ,
Мнѧтъ жє богаты, что смєрть ихъ боитсѧ.
Что намъ въ богатствѣ, ащє смєрть царствꙋєтъ,
Инъ собираєтъ, дрꙋгои наслѣдꙋєтъ.
Что жъ намъ за польза ѿ чєсти бываєтъ,
Єгда смєрть ранги вєсьма прєзираєтъ.
Єдина оубо мысль бѣднымъ да будєтъ,
Какъ Сѫдїѧ въ тои страшныи дєнь прєбудєтъ
Спросѧтъ насъ, бѣдныхъ, тамъ вскорѣ ѿвѣта,
Почто тєрѧли всꙋє наша лѣта;
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chuckis3d agoВот увидите, ии и индустрия эта станет, возможно, самым крупным разочарованием человечества.
Аргументов не будет. Худое чую.
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chuckis9d agoNot instantly, but as people gradually started adopting personal computers, they began immersing themselves in simulations. I think the peak is still ahead, but this whole story with agents and AI is like an opium den in this world of simulations.
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chuckis23d agoTitle: Misuse
When constraints appear, you have to improvise. Today I was writing a skill for an agent using third-party tools. Of course, it’s kind of madness. If you transfer the situation from an agent to a human, the plot feels somewhat similar to Recall Inc.
So, the agent woke up holding a crumpled instruction sheet. Nearby stood an unfamiliar box filled with strange tools. The agent clearly remembered blacking out the last time — right after being tasked with creating instruments for analyzing the deposits of human knowledge.
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