Silis (pronounced “sillies”)

Like silicon.

One of the hardest lines of all time, smack dab at the end of one of the worst(in the best way) movies.

Granted, you now can no longer know the momentum. But it’s all you can think about. You eagerly dive deeply into Heisenberg’s detractors, desperate to find a solution. For months you learn more about the quantum world than you ever wished to in multiple lifetimes. It starts to bleed over into your everyday life. You start doing the mental calculus to make sure everything you order when eating out comes to $33.13 just so you have an excuse to tip Planck’s constant. Your sex life begins to suffer as you try to argue “it’s both engorged and flaccid!” As you contort your penis and/or labia majora into a roughly sinusoidal wave function. No one at work cares about your ramblings about how no two customers can share the same account because of the Pauli diversification principle.

But then it happens, you finally understand. Something about the unintuitive has become nothing more than simply logical to you.

At first the understanding was enough.

Then you became restless.

How could you put this knowledge into actionable good for the world?

It starts slowly. You first notice the street lights while driving. Not lit ones turning off, but blinking and burnt ones suddenly start to grow bright as if they were replaced in those femtoseconds it took your neurons to notice the change.

You begin to wonder what else you can possibly manipulate.

While in this magnanimous day dream, you begin to see yourself not entirely unlike the fictional Dr. Manhattan. You see yourself bringing peace and prosperity to the world.

Could you create such a future? Are you capable of resisting the inevitable intoxicating draw that kinda power would grant you?

Your thoughts are suddenly silenced for the first time in years as you are blind sided by a semi truck cause you ran a red light lost in your day dream.

(That is the end, this next part is purely because of my brain rotted Internet addiction. And yes, it is an homage to ShittyMorph)

Your conscious still exist. This isn’t the movies where you drift away from your corporeal form, witnessing your last violent moments. No, this is… peaceful. No clouds and pearly gates or fire, brimstone, and demon in the center of a frozen lake. No, this is less theatrical. You experience pastel shades of light blue, green, yellow. They start to form blurry shapes. The indistinct shapes begin to gain form. Things are beginning to sharpen. You see a metal box surrounded by flashing lights. Your thoughts return to your childhood. Like that time in 1998 when The Undertaker threw mankind off of hell in a cell 16 ft through the announcer’s table

I still remember having to flip down the latch on the 5.25 drive as a kid trying to play some sesame street game.

Lol you just flew half way around the world to get there and now you’re going to not give them your code. And yeah, they probably don’t need it anyways.

“bUt YiDdIsH, wHy NoT sNeAk YoUr DeVicE iN¿”

You go ahead and try that, let us know how it works out for you if you make it back.

Simple solution to every other dumb shit question you’re going to ask; just bring a fucking burner device not logged into anything!

Jesus, I got this fence post out in my yard if you wanna continue this non argument.

Just looked it up and it was 240gb, and made by pny. My b.

You have no idea how small these snooping apps can be. Like less than a megabyte and all your traffic goes through a server controlled by the pla and logs everything in and out of your phone whether your on mobile or Wi-Fi.

I picked up a Samsung m.2 280 or 260 gb guy on eBay for like ten bucks. I don’t remember the size exactly, just that it wasn’t the normal binary 256gb.

Ooooowonoooo

Verbus.

Fehoooora!

They can load in spyware that follows you outside the country. Also the whole “if you aren’t intending to do anything illegal” bit really reads like all the piece of shit bootlicking conservatives after George Floyd.

No, but there is something wrong with Raphael Cruz.

All my homies hate Raphael

Honestly, the only drama I’ve ever read about him was the n-word on the bridge situation. Now before I migrated to Lemmy I had a decade and half old account on Reddit that got n-word count botted, and even through all the heated debates & drunken shit posting, I never once dropped so much as the -a ending. But I grew up in an area of lower socioeconomic development, and I was the rare super pasty white boy who used it growing up because that was the common vernacular I heard every day. And I was only ever once confronted about it from someone I didn’t know. But as I started to grow, mature, and expand my social circle I learned how cringey it was (and I still look back on myself in a sense of embarrassment and disgust to this day). I’m just happy that this was early Myspace days, and there are no videos of it floating around.

Now I want to make it perfectly clear, I was not an Xbox live chat edgy shit head. This was the language I heard all around me growing up, so it was an honest adoption.

With that Ted talk out the way. I have only ever seen the bridge video of his, and a late night talk show (Colbert?) interview with him. That is it so I have absolutely no horse in the race. But I do understand how people can grow and change, and it sounds like from what everyone else is saying about him, that he has for the better.

I seriously feel this. I’ve found a little site that dgaf what country or state you’re in. I use a VPN if I want a change.

But can I put a better generator with heatsink and dual wield pile bunker and moonlight?

Ew no! Please keep ai as far away from this company as possible.

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