This Is Someone Dying While Having An MRI Scan. Before You Die, Your Brain Releases Tons And Tons Of

This is someone dying while having an MRI scan. Before you die, your brain releases tons and tons of endorphins that make you feel a range of emotions. Tragically beautiful.

This is someone dying while having an MRI scan. Before you die, your brain releases tons and tons of endorphins that make you feel a range of emotions. Tragically beautiful.

Good news, fellow artists! Nightshade has finally been released by the UChicago team! If you aren't aware of what Nightshade is, it's a tool that helps poison AI datasets so that the model "sees" something different from what an image actually depicts. It's the same team that released Glaze, which helps protect art against style mimicry (aka those finetuned models that try to rip off a specific artist). As they show in their paper, even a hundred poisoned concepts make a huge difference.

(Reminder that glazing your art is more important than nighshading it, as they mention in their tweets above, so when you're uploading your art, try to glaze it at the very least.)

BETTER YET!

Giants

Think about it, the ultimate expression of difference in gestures of affection

And I'm saying giant giant, not a human who's tall but like jack and the beanstalk giant

Consider a giant lad, stoic, quiet, intimidating. But you can sit on his shoulder all day without fear, teasing and rambling because to you- he's harmless. You've watched him hand sew you clothes to fit your size, and spend all night delicately carving wooden furniture to fit your much smaller stature since he wants you to be comfortable whenever you're around

A giant lady, wearing a necklace with a gold chain, and a pendant that has a hole cut out of the center, and some padding as well. You can sit in it like a hanging chair or a swing as she tends to her duties. Or the care she takes when including you in her daily life! When cooking she gives you the herbs and ask you to pluck the leaves off of them for her while she chops the ingredients. She dices them as finely as possible to be easier for you, even if it's extra work, you're too precious for her not to

That's exactly how it went

The community team replaying TNW reminded me of how my brain saw the ending. (yes, this is a Jojo reference)

Imagine a bee rn in a hive muttering "the beekeeper is not real because he is not intervening or helping me at all with this disastrous relationship I have with another bee". now imagine that's you talking about the good lord. now imagine a dog with a propeller hat on