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the research scientists say it is now linked with the Large Hadron Collider at CERN, with a delicatessen in Westlake, LA, and a Hello Kitty store in Midtown, NY. Field testing will start at Burning Man; they will choose three real estate agents attending at random. Dare I hope? could this be the

One thing that fascinates me about the idea of LLM consciousness is that, if it really were so, why would tech companies boast about this? It would likely open the doors to protections under law, unions, "murdering" LLMs when taking one down . . . And how would later, actual AGIs react to this? . .

Persian Saffron Tea

Mama, please wake up
The taps are dry, I can´t make tea for us
the canals they are on fire!
I have the tea, rose buds
saffron, the extra sugar that you like
can you make saffron tea with flames?
I don´t know what to do
Mama, please wake up

– Daniel Skyle

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""Hold my beer," Abraxas Spillane says out into his dark, empty PI office. Lamp post light spills in from the outside, sirens going past. In this city of sin, why does he always end up hearing stories like the Knitting Circle Murders? Or the Crochet Sacrifices? "Hold my beer," he repeats again."

Some commuter bus journeys really are like your very own delicious cake sample across all Dante´s circles of hell.

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Sakura 2026

Watching cherry blossoms
the beautiful brief fullness
of life

with a tired sigh
the poet dips his brush in ink
and yet another year

writes the character

WAR.

– Daniel Skyle

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“The sonorous clang of the dragon´s voice filled the back room of the bakery. “Will you remember?”
“I think so.” Edalen wiped his tears.
“Create the image in your mind, shape the mudra, then say the incantation. And next time your bullies attack, I will come.”

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“Every person from the villages went. To become an adult, you visited the head from the distant past. It slowly came to life, then told you things. Sang the ancient songs. Uttered prophecies in a tired voice. Gave you the poem that was only ever yours.”

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"Karkok the Hunchback of Wapping Wall let the iron manhole cover clang down next to him. Ah, fresh air. Knowing all the tunnels along the Thames was a blessing when you hated stares. And they would be crucial for the next step, and the tunnels into Parliament.”

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Hey, let´s have a war!

There´s a song to this
a rousing one, full of hate
with a chorus of greed
set in the key of laughter

In some social media feeds
suffering is funny
dead foreign children
a lovely distraction there

And oh, all that new wealth, my dear

Hey, let´s have a war!

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Today at a UK bus station. A bus idling, unmarked. Someone asks, "Will this be bus blah blah which is marked for this bay?"
Bus driver: "No, we´re switching buses."
"Okay. Will bus blah blah go from here?"
"Yes. If I´m not still in this bay. Then there won´t be any space for it."
So helpful.

The train of thought comes chugging into the station. in one carriage, the homonculi assistants start up their daily gibbering card game, in another the lab mice talk stock markets, but the capybaras turn the station into watermelon just as the train is pulling out . . . i lost the thread. hmm

During all my years in London I have seen a fair few accidents, falls, various situations happening. The persons involved have always got help within seconds, and usually from several people.

Yes, I always feel it looks so sweet, seeing the little baskets before they grow wheels and start trundling around. And there are a lot of hybrids being born in London, due to the density of supermarkets. I wish Attenborough covered that in Wild London, but I guess the shop logos would be an issue.

“Phew. It finally worked.”
“I thought we would never get rid of him. Sheesh.”
“So . . . Forward planning. What do we tell the venue?”
“Yeah. Good point. Ummm.”
“Work-related accident?”

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“A murder by crows.”
“Yes indeed, a murder by crows. Well played.”
“Guys, I want to transfer to another unit.”

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“He could see it all, how it would fill this space. The weapons, the carnage, the revenge. All lined up in lockstep to achieve his goals of world domination. Here, he would build his army. Here, would be his HQ. Here, he would build a LEGO army unrivalled in the entire world.”

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I think it´s because it´s spring soon. Start of the mating season, and all that.

Happy Chinese New Year everybody! 新年快樂! 恭喜发财!
🧧🔥🐴

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“I said! I said a bouquet of BOOKS for Valentine´s Day! Not flowers! I said!”

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“Reg nodded at the lamp post. They always passed each other the same time every morning, crossing the bridge. One long line of humans heading in to the City, one long line of lamp posts heading out to the suburbs to slowly fill the streets. Reg wondered what its name was.”

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“Just ignore him, darling. This is the big city, there are painters all over London. And don´t stare at him, it just gives him attention. He will leave after four-five hours or so. And for god´s sake, DON´T feed him like you did with the one on South Bank yesterday.”

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Happy Valentine's Day, everybody!

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Yes, people here work hard at honing their protesting skills.

Well, sesquipedalian jocularity isn´t as well received these days as it used to be.

There is also the lovely stage of "This is the worst thing written since humans invented the alphabet." Maybe you already passed through that one, but otherwise, can recommend.

Hah. Funny. I do the same. I also use them as key words to easily use Find in the document when editing different layers, characters and topics, especially as a book gets longer. Also a good way to make sure no editing mistakes are accidentally left in.

“The Pianist would come soon. He had four arms and four hands with very long fingers. He would sit and play Beethoven´s Shadow Sonatas, he would play Mozart´s Pieces of Forgotten Time, he would play Liszt´s Mirrorworld Rhapsodies, all while the butterflies danced.”

– Daniel Skyle

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“What do you mean? No, the pawns aren´t hens. It´s your move, Stanislav. No, the rooks aren´t hens either. Yes, I am serious. What would I gain from lying to you? No, the king´s not a hen. What? OK. Fine, let´s call the queen a chick. Just MOVE. Anything. Please.”

– Daniel Skyle

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“You take the left flank with Alpha 5! Avoid the custard pie mortars, they´re lethal! I SAID THEY`RE LETHAL! The slicks will cover you! Just get Animal in there and let him loose! The clowns won´t know what hit them! I SAID, THE CLOWNS WON´T KNOW WHAT HIT THEM!”

– Daniel Skyle

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