This is ten percent l u c k , twenty percent s k i l l Fifteen percent concentrated power of w i l l Five percent p l e a s u r e , fifty percent p a i n And a hundred percent reason to remember the n a m e
Recently, I read a research paper by Professor Manu Prakash from Stanford who has been working on a computer that works on fluid droplets and it is extremely fascinating.
Inspiration: The computers that we have at our home are capable of manipulating Information, but they cannot manipulate Physical matter per se! Ergo, build a device that could process both information and physical matter simultaneously.
The setup is actually relatively simple to understand but the working is a bit tricky. They use a ferrofluid as the droplet and control the way it behaves with a circular magnetic field.
Through the coupling of magnetic and hydrodynamic interaction forces between droplets, AND,OR,XOR,NOT and NAND logic gates, fanouts, full adder, a flip flop and a finite state machine is implemented.
If this is the sort of thing that you are interested in, I strongly recommend you read their paper.
The bigger goal
“We already have digital computers to process information. Our goal is
not to compete with electronic computers or to operate word processors
Prakash said. “Our goal is to build a completely new class of
computers that can precisely control and manipulate physical matter.
Imagine if when you run a set of computations that not only information
is processed but physical matter is algorithmically manipulated as well.
We have just made this possible at the mesoscale.”
So there’s been this post going around about Gaston’s line “screw your courage to the sticking place” and how it’s from Macbeth and joking about how if Gaston’s read that then he should have told Belle, would have made flirting with her easier.
Macbeth was originally a play. A play to be acted. Not a book to be read.
I posit that Gaston has never read Macbeth, but saw it as a play. Think about it, some traveling actors are passing through, probably put on a show to earn the money to rest a couple days and resupply. Macbeth has magic, witches, prophecy, fighting, nand a ‘rightful king returns’ plot, so it’s probably a crowd-pleaser.
And Gaston, watching that play, does what any of us does when we hear a superbly badass line and remembers it for being so cool. He’s probably used it other times too, when he wants to sound awesome.
Um erro que cometemos é se apegar as pessoas e fazer com que elas estejam em nossa rotina diária. Pois com o passar do tempo elas se afastam, e inventam as piores desculpas pra justificar algo tão óbvio, elas simplesmente cansaram de você. Mas você não entende isso, ou prefere não entender. A necessidade constante de estar ali tentando puxar um assunto pra obter a atenção da pessoa é maior. Maior até que seu próprio orgulho. E com isso a gente acaba passando por cima de muita coisa somente para agrada-las. E ainda assim elas não se importam, nunca se importaram. Só lembram de você quando precisam de algo, ou alguma ajuda. Só lembram de você quando é conveniente a elas. Mas isso acabou, acabou a paciência, de agora em diante só irei atrás daquilo que me faz bem, pois do que me faz mal agora eu quero só distância.
Not - “0 in, 1 out; 1 in, 0 out. Whatever you put in, you don’t get out.”
Buffer - “If you take the not of not, you get what you put in - 0 in, 0 out, 1 in, 1 out.”
NAND - “Both inputs must be brought up to 1 to lower the output to 0.”
AND - “If you negate the result of Nand, you get And. Both inputs must be brought up to 1 to raise the output up to 1.”
OR - “If you not both inputs, and then Nand them together, you get Or. If either input is raised to 1, the output raises to 1.”
NOR - “Negate both inputs, nand them together, and negate the output.”
XOR - “Xor is complicated - The large weight ands the inputs together. The medium weights negate the inputs, but are pulled up by the large one when both are 1. When you nor those together, you get Xor “
XNOR - “This is comparatively simple - just negate the output of Xor, and you’re there!”
Jinho: “wow she’s really close with sf9 isn’t she..”
Innocent smiles but actually planning everyones death.
Hui: Probably respects that you know other idols and is cool but as soon as he sees skin ship, even a slight bit, you might have shorten his life span by a few years. If another idol tries to hug you, hui will step in front of you to accept the hug instead. “HAHA HELLO”
Hongseok: lectures you. “Where are all your girl idol friends.Why do you know many male idols. Heres are the numbers of some girl idols I know. Befriend them.”
You: and why do you know so many girl idols?
Him: ..(clears throat) its not about me rn. Its about you.
Edawn:“Ok Im friends With Hyuna but you don’t see me hanging out with her.” Just don’t go out hanging with them all the time or he will get clingy.
You: I have to go say hi.
Him: (Holds on to you)Nope.
Yeo-one:“I’m sure you are all friends but just know Im the only man you need in your life sugarplum.” Every time he gets jealous, his skin-ship activity increases. Sexual activity increases too.
Shinwon:“That Rowoon guy is giving me all the wrong vibes..” Tells this and more to you. “Look at the way he’s eating his fries. He’s definitely up to something.”
You: “You say this to every single male idol friend I have.”
Him: “Fine alright then.”
Yanan: “babe.. BABE! BABE! BABEY!” Calls out to you from afar in the beginning when he saw you chilling with sf9 members backstage when him and his group were there too but arriving late so you didn’t know. He ends up yelling until you turn your head out of shock. Yells from afar “YOUR BOYFRIEND IS HERE, WHY ARE YOU TALKING TO OTHER GUYS.”
You: *runs over* we are doing a show with them!Go and say hi!
Yuto: sad puppy. speaks to himself while watching you from afar, whining to himself. “oh my god, she knows all the members? Nande..oh my god they’re laughing. What are they laughing about.” One day comes up to sf9 when your not there like “Hello. Im s/o’s Japanese boyfriend, yuto. I come from Japan. Uh what were you guys talking about last week that made you laugh so much.“
Kino: Introduces himself to everyone of your male idol friends right away even when your not there. Makes sure he tells everyone that he is your boyfriend and how much in love you two are.
Wooseok: “Can I hang out with you all too?” Never lets you hang out with male idols alone. At music programs, he will always stand next to you. Casually breaks into a conversation with a smile. “What are you guys talking about?”
The End of All Things (A Preview for the upcoming Antisepticeye X Reader Series)
(( AN: Preview Cause Im Really Nervous 😂
Okay well this takes place way before the story starts and it’s kinda a tester and advice for how I write Anti cause I want it to be decent?
But I guess I can start getting some feedback and my other ones as well since I don’t plan on releasing any until October….
So let me know if you wanna see some NateMare, Gear or Dark previews as well :)
Cause I am way too far ahead in most of these series.
It’s kinda based on what I think these things are. A smol heads up 😬
And soooo this is gonna be nothing like the story… it’s kinda like a little trailer.
And yeah I misspelt things on purpose. Give it more of a child vibe and it’s also supposed to be taken kind of like you’re intruding.
At first, anyhow.
So yeah! Sorry I am crazy about dramatic details and overuse of extreme detail!!
I would love to get some feedback!!! Both on my writing and the characters! So lemme know what you think :D
And most importantly @justwritingscibbles who is first of all, an extremely talented writer but also just a rad human being who agreed to give me feedback! So again, thank you so much! So go check her blog out!!!
Sorry for the long A/N
And without further ado-))
E N J O Y T H E S H O W
He chuckled bitterly, swinging himself into the room as he stared at the sleeping figure in darkness, tear stains still remain on her cheeks from the past two hours of sobbing before she fell into her slumber. He even mused how you still sniffled slightly as she turned as he twisted the blade in on his palm, not digging into the flesh but creating a small circle as he pondered his position and options.
So many times he had desired nothing more that slit her throat, deep enough so that you wouldn’t wake back up from the impact of the blade and would die in slumber, blood staining your bedsheet. Or perhaps he would drag it through your arm, cutting out the trace were he once held.
The other half of him, the half she had brought out, screamed at him to just hold you again, feel your flesh, warm and gentle and comfort her. Her to apologize. Beg. Hold him. Comfort. Turn away from your world and back at his with the same wonder you once held.