The AI seems to subscribe to Arianism, I see.
Impressive that it manages to string coherent sentences together, but it’s still little more than gibberish. The only thing that can make it comprehensible is some of the characters’ names, which are given a strange sort of gravitas. As the story progresses, you’ll begin to understand why they’re so important to each other.
The characters themselves are pretty typical and generic. They’re all basically the same. You’ve got a guy who hates his job; a girl who lives with her parents, is an average student, and is an introvert; a guy who’s in a band, is the president of the school band, is an arrogant, self-confident nerd; a girl who’s trying to make it big as an actor, is a nerdy girl with a heart of gold; a guy who’s trying to get out of his life, is an angry drunk, is
Jeepers - I gave it something Enid Blyton-ish, and got back the script of the next Broadchurch:
**Bobbi, Jo and I were at the seaside in Cornwall **when I was invited by the then-Director of Public Prosecutions to speak to a small group of journalists about the case. I explained the background to the case, my own position as an ex-police officer and gave examples of other similar cases I had worked on where victims had not had a proper and independent examination, such as the case of the missing boy at the hands of the Church of England.
The journalists looked surprised at the fact that the victims of child sexual abuse often never receive a proper and independent examination of the crime. This is not the fault of the police, they assured me, but the victim’s lack of confidence in the criminal justice system. They said they could understand why they had not been examined in the past, but that they would never have felt able to give evidence in court against the perpetrators of the sexual abuse if they were given an examination.
I then made the case that the children of today who
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Merged threads
Very much random in the avenues it takes - results of running each of the first 4 lines of The Jabberwock by Lewis Carroll, one line at a time, first run results:
Twas brillig and the slithy toves were moony.
The Fifth Age
We have been through all this before. The Fourth Age came and went, as we did. There is only one thing we can do now, and that is to continue the old cycle, in other words, keep going down the same path. What would it look like? Well, if we were to keep going down the old path, we would see nothing of anything new in the current science of science fiction. Instead we would be back where we started, with a big old series of books that told old stories, with heroes and villains, and an entire galaxy in space.
What would the world be like? I suppose it would be something like this.
There would be only one big thing to worry about: the discovery of some way of expanding the universe. It would take us some time to figure out how to do it, but by the time we got there, a new age
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe,
Or the fere to the sable broade,
To be to their holtes of myght soo
Fro the hartes and the toils;
They shall not be gaf or gallyd
As I can noght, my londe,
For the rew of my lorde is so
Afore me to do the lyf.
"I cannot be at the wame,
I dare not go so fast,
Because my lewde is not so
Afore me, as the other.
But I can ne’er go ne’er so fast,
As it were that I were in the wame.
For if I go in, then myne shipe
Would be to the dawe, and it shal,
And I must do the
All mimsy were the borogovesm that the orcs had made for me. All of them."
“You had them?”
“The borogovesm,” he said. “It was all I could have.”
It was the same in many ways: he was not the Orc of Bataan who would have fought at the end for the crown.
The sun shone in the north, and the orcs could go where the sun shone. For the time being, they would not move into the land. They would stay where they were, on the mountain.
I was tired, I said. I didn’t have a place to sleep, or food for a few days.
“Let me ask you a question,” Lirianne said, “and then you can decide what you want to do with it. How are the elves doing?”
He paused.
“We’re doing fine,” he said, looking at
And the mome raths outgrabe they rynged up and sone in hede.
- He was in sothe, I trowe, and in myn hous is he londyng,
s o I haue speken to ye; but that s a worde
s o, and I haue seyn to you no more,
s o, I haue yaf you myn wordes, if it léenge to s aught.
- He was in the sory, I thinke; but if that thee
s ay myn hous, if that I myght seyn.
-
His tale is s o, I reed, but he no worde.
-
He was in sothe, I rowe, but the worde
s ome, and thenne is he s eene,
Mickey Mouse says it’s thirteen o’clock, and this show isn’t over. “It is our first foray into television, and we hope to bring to it a fresh, new feeling to the genre of animation,” says Mike Lazzo, who directs every episode of the series, and co-produces with Mike Reiss. “We’ve tried to find ways to inject the right amount of ‘cartoon’ into the show. We’ve had to do some serious re-writes. But this is the first time we’ve gotten to do a full episode with a voice cast. We’ve got our old friend Danny Elfman reprising his role as the narrator, along with our new friend, Alan Menken.”
It’s a big change for a show that’s been airing on the Nickelodeon channel since 1994.
“When we first started the show,” says Lazzo, "we were like, 'We’ll do a cartoon; why not just do one
You’re a good man, Charlie Brown."
He doesn’t mean that. He’s not saying that. He just means, “Don’t you ever, ever, ever, ever let me have a bad day.”
That’s right. Never.
Well, then, what does he mean by, “A bad day”?
Well, if a bad day comes, you can count on him to make you feel it. So don’t worry. Don’t worry, because if Charlie Brown had been an actual child, he might not be such a good boy after all.
He won’t tell you, because you’re a bad boy and he’s a good one.
He might be able to tell you some things about me, but that’s all.
In a gadda da vida,
Brahma’s gonna come back to me.
Brahma’s gonna be reborn as me!
This will happen when my mind has reached its last breath.
I shall enter this body and then my mind will disappear.
I shall live like that for all time and even now.
If I am a Buddha, then it will happen, because there is a great teacher and they are all born from the same source.
But if I am not a Buddha, what shall happen?
It is because there are beings who are born of this body.
But if that body is a form of the Tathagata, what shall happen?
They will all die and then their bodies will become dust.
If they are not a Tathagata, what shall happen?
If they are not a Buddha, they will be born and die as animals.
Languages other than English work. Amusingly, Quando Omni Flunkus Moritati can return pseudo-Latin.
Seed : The outlaw rode into the town at sunset
result:
Eat your heart out, Sam Peckinpah.
I burning your dog!
DOG
I’m sorry, my boy.
NARRATOR
What happened here?
DOG
My bad dog.
NARRATOR
Why did he do that?
DOG
Aww, poor ol’ dog!
The dog was no match for the wild man who came on her trail. It’s a classic tale of canine courage. The dog had been chasing the wild man all day, but it didn’t work. Then, in the middle of the night, it found itself face-to-face with him.
NARRATOR
The wild man took the dog to a nearby forest. Then he took off his clothing, leaving only a pair of jeans and a leather belt.
The dog watched as he began to climb a tree to make a fire. The dog tried to follow him. But the wild man took off once again.
I burning your dog! My dog is dying!"
When I first arrived, it was not a good day for me. There were many other people in the place, some were even laughing. Some were crying. But most of them were trying to be positive and talk to each other. “I know a lot of people who have been through this and have survived. Some are in jail, some are just going through this pain, and they will pull through, just like me.”
When the police came in, they said “I’m going to be your new mom. I’m gonna give you a chance and we are going to make you good.” The police took me and my little dog to this room where they kept the dogs. They took all my things and said “You are not going to be here long.” They were going to take me and put me in a cage. I said "This is a dog shelter, we are not going to put you in
1920’s-style “death ray” used to blast down Allied bombers. This was a weapon of mass destruction, and the U.S. government was fully aware of the possibility that its use would be used to kill civilians. Nevertheless, the Air Force refused to allow the public to be informed of its existence and to review the evidence regarding the potential harm that the weapon could cause to civilians.
The government’s secrecy on the topic was so strong that even today, the only documentation regarding the device is the “Summary of Information” on the Air Force’s website, which was originally posted in 1988 and is dated August 16, 1991, but was recently re-published.
The “death ray” weapon has been described in various ways. The Air Force refers to it as a “high energy weapon” and describes it as having a “heat-seeking capability,” and its range is “in excess of 1,000 miles.” The Air Force also refers to the weapon as a "nuclear
Confusion ahoy!
Man has visited the deepest part of the worlds oceans, Challenger Deep in the Mariana’s Trench, just once. But he has since visited the Mariana Trench more than 30 times, taking an intimate look at the ocean that is its home and a monument to the ingenuity of man.
During one of those visits, a scientist named Kevin Bain, working in the Mariana Trench, made a surprising discovery: the world’s oldest living things. The findings were published this week in the journal Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences.
That’s right: the Mariana Trench is home to the first known organisms that are over 4 billion years old.
In total, the world’s oceans hold more than 800 million species of living things.
To see what species were found, Bain and his team took samples from the deep-sea and brought them to the surface. They found that
There’s a holdup in the Bronx,
Brooklyn’s broken out in fights.
There’s a traffic jam in Harlem
That’s backed up to Jackson Heights.
There’s a scout troop short a child,
Khrushchev’s due at Idlewild.
The subway’s got a delay in Harlem
That’s been caused by a woman’s cry.
They’re putting out fires with gas
And they’re making love in the park
In a quiet, peaceful part of town.
When it’s dark, it’s still dark,
For a while at least.
Heroes, heroes, husky men of war,
Sons of all the heroes, of the war before.
We’re all heroes up to our ear o’s
You ask questions
We make suggestions
That’s what we’re heroes for.
Someday, we’ll be as old
As the others that have gone before
And have lived through this time
We’ll tell you the tales of the old days
How we stood here for you, our brave.
I’m thinking about making So I was like, “You know what? I’m not going to get any sleep tonight because I think I’m about to get eaten by elephants.” my signature line.
talk to transformer and ask him if you can add some more power into the system.
The easiest way is to install the two 4-pin plugs on the end of your current power cord and run one plug to your inverter, then the other plug to your receiver or receiver’s power socket. It should look something like this:
When you have everything connected, make sure to turn the inverter back off before turning on your receiver/receiver, or else your receiver won’t work.
Now that your receiver/receiver is working, you can add additional power into your system. The power supply and inverter will work fine, but if you want to increase your power output, you will need to add another power supply. You can purchase a power supply that has more than one input and output, or you can create a circuit like the one below.
The schematic below is for an ATX power supply, but I’ve used the
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Where is the damn schematic? Is this a true AI or not?
Santa, I’ve been a bad boy this year. I’ve had a few bad boys, I’ve had a few bad boys." (Mocking) “I had a bad boy, you didn’t.” (Mocking) “I had a bad boy, you didn’t.” (Mocking) “I had a bad boy, you didn’t.” (Mocking) “A bad boy?” “A bad boy? No!” “It wasn’t me!” “It wasn’t me!” “It wasn’t me!” “It wasn’t me.” (Mocking) “It was him!” “It was him!” “He didn’t like me!” (Mocking) “He didn’t like me!” (Mocking) “He didn’t like me!” (Mocking) “He didn’t like me!” (Mocking) “He didn’t like me!” “He didn’t like me!” (Mocking) “He didn’t like me!” “He didn’t like me!” (M
The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.
The little dog licks his chops.
The big dog walks away scratching his head.
This is our world.
It’s cold outside, there’s no kind of atmosphere,
I’m all alone, more or less.
Let me fly, far away from here,
Fun, fun, fun, In the sun, sun, sun.
I want to lie, shipwrecked and comatose,
Drinking fresh, mango juice,
Goldfish shoals, nibbling at my toes,
And I feel the water, running inside my feet.
You are my home now, home, home,
The only home I know.
Let me live out my life, and forget all the rest,
That I never had.
I’m gonna fly.
We’re tiny…
We’re toony…
We’re all a little looney,
And in this cartoony, we’re invading your TV.
We’ll be everywhere, you can count us,
But it’ll still be the same show.
Don’t be scared, we’re just looking for fun.
And when we look down, we see it’s only a doll,
Just a little toy…
Just a little kid with his toys…
(We’re toons! We’re all toons! We’re all toons!)
So, let’s see,
In your cartoony world,
We’ll play on your TV,
And we’ll make a difference for you.
(We’re toons! We’re all toons! We’re all toons!)
Now, come on,
Let’s give the kids their own show.
Come on, let’s give them their own
It’s time for Animaniacs
And we’re zany to the max
So just sit back and relax
You’ll laugh 'til you collapse
We’re Animaniacs!
You will laugh 'til you fall
We’re Animaniacs!
You will laugh 'til you drown
We’re Animaniacs!
You will laugh 'til you see stars
You’ll laugh until you’re out of breath
You’ll laugh till you fall off a log
You’ll laugh 'til your lungs explode
And if you think this ain’t gonna hurt, you ain’t seen nothing yet
You will laugh 'til you cry
You will laugh 'til your ears burn from all the laughter
You will laugh 'til you lose your mind
You will laugh 'til your mind explodes
You will laugh 'til you are all alone
So it’s time to say goodnight
You will laugh 'til you can’t laugh
You will laugh 'til you