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Germany just activated its largest ever solar installation — one farm, 1.5 million homes, zero carbon. The #CottbusSolarPark covers 3,500 hectares and produces 2.1 tw-hours annually, replacing two coal plants that operated on this same land until 2022. #SolarPower #ActOnClimate #Renewables

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All I'm going to say that: If I had never done a thing, I wouldn't be so quick to jump into discussions about whether "AI" can do the thing.

4 weeks ago 808 140 10 17

Announcing the Zero Token architecture. Instead of burning AI tokens, you learn to think for yourself, and complete tasks using your brain.

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When it was slow to write code, it was slow to accumulate technical debt. What is it about LLMs that won't result in accumulating technical debt even faster than before?

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one thing to be wary of with llm agents is they can take your project far from the original vision. if you're not paying attention, it's possible to lose sight of what made you work on that thing in the first place

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Why, when this short span of being could be spent
like the laurel, a little darker than all
the other green, the edge of each leaf fluted
with small waves (like the wind’s smile) — why,
then, do we have to be human and, avoiding fate,
long for fate?
        Oh, not because happiness,
that quick profit of impending loss, really exists.
Not out of curiosity, not just to exercise the heart
— that could be in the laurel, too . . .
But because being here means so much, and because all
that’s here, vanishing so quickly, seems to need us
and strangely concerns us. Us, to the first to vanish.
Once each, only once. Once and no more. And us too,
once. Never again. But to have been
once, even if only once,
to have been on earth just once — that’s irrevocable.
And so we keep on going and try to realize it,
try to hold it in our simple hands, in
our overcrowded eyes, and in our speechless heart.
Try to become it. To give it to whom? We’d rather
keep all of it forever . . . Ah, but what can we take across
into that other realm? Not the power to see we’ve learned​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Why, when this short span of being could be spent like the laurel, a little darker than all the other green, the edge of each leaf fluted with small waves (like the wind’s smile) — why, then, do we have to be human and, avoiding fate, long for fate?         Oh, not because happiness, that quick profit of impending loss, really exists. Not out of curiosity, not just to exercise the heart — that could be in the laurel, too . . . But because being here means so much, and because all that’s here, vanishing so quickly, seems to need us and strangely concerns us. Us, to the first to vanish. Once each, only once. Once and no more. And us too, once. Never again. But to have been once, even if only once, to have been on earth just once — that’s irrevocable. And so we keep on going and try to realize it, try to hold it in our simple hands, in our overcrowded eyes, and in our speechless heart. Try to become it. To give it to whom? We’d rather keep all of it forever . . . Ah, but what can we take across into that other realm? Not the power to see we’ve learned​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

so slowly here, and nothing that’s happened here.
Nothing. And so, the pain; above all, the hard
work of living; the long experience of love —
those purely unspeakable things. But later,
under the stars, what then? That’s better left unsaid.
For the wanderer doesn’t bring a handful of that
unutterable earth from the mountainside down to the valley,
but only some word he’s earned, a pure word, the yellow
and blue gentian. Maybe we’re here only to say: house,
bridge, well, gate, jug, olive tree, window —
at most, pillar, tower . . . but to say them, remember,
oh, to say them in a way that the things themselves
never dreamed of existing so intensely. When this silent
earth urges lovers on, isn’t it her secret reason
to make everything shudder with ecstasy in them?
Doorsill: how much it means to a pair of lovers
to wear down the sill of their own
door a little more, them too, after so many
before them, and before all those to come . . . gently.
This is the time for what can be said. Here
is its country. Speak and testify. The things
we can live with are falling away more
than ever, replaced by an act without symbol.
An act under crusts that will easily rip
as soon as the energy inside outgrows
them and seeks new limits.
Our heart survives between​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

so slowly here, and nothing that’s happened here. Nothing. And so, the pain; above all, the hard work of living; the long experience of love — those purely unspeakable things. But later, under the stars, what then? That’s better left unsaid. For the wanderer doesn’t bring a handful of that unutterable earth from the mountainside down to the valley, but only some word he’s earned, a pure word, the yellow and blue gentian. Maybe we’re here only to say: house, bridge, well, gate, jug, olive tree, window — at most, pillar, tower . . . but to say them, remember, oh, to say them in a way that the things themselves never dreamed of existing so intensely. When this silent earth urges lovers on, isn’t it her secret reason to make everything shudder with ecstasy in them? Doorsill: how much it means to a pair of lovers to wear down the sill of their own door a little more, them too, after so many before them, and before all those to come . . . gently. This is the time for what can be said. Here is its country. Speak and testify. The things we can live with are falling away more than ever, replaced by an act without symbol. An act under crusts that will easily rip as soon as the energy inside outgrows them and seeks new limits. Our heart survives between​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

The ninth Duino Elegy is Rilke’s best work.

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design systems around real assumptions, not hypothetical loads. Early-stage startups benefit more from fast iteration than from premature scaling!

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finally picking up Designing Data-Intensive Applications, been on my list forever

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The evolution of "vibe coding production software as a non-dev" the last few months

Success stories do exist... ones I see all come from people who are/were software engineers

Learning to code / build software not a waste after all?

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"Here’s a look back at a timeless moment when a curious whale calf danced in front of us.
When Mother Nature chooses you, everything becomes different...⏳🔮"

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Alex Kydd
Ocean, Nature & Travel Photographer

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This is Mako. He has no regard for law and order, and more importantly, no regrets. 13/10

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kind of funny that react solved 95% of the "re-renders" problem but most people have no idea. hope this PR will help
github.com/reactjs/reac...

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A person sitting in front of a wall of books.  The caption reads, "reading can seriously damage your ignorance."

A person sitting in front of a wall of books. The caption reads, "reading can seriously damage your ignorance."

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Pluto never gave up:)

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Kubernetes: The Documentary [PART 1]
Kubernetes: The Documentary [PART 1] YouTube video by CultRepo (formerly Honeypot)

a really cool documentary about kubernetes: youtu.be/BE77h7dmoQU?...

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Over a trillion dollars unaccounted for in the military budget. It's a grift that makes Americans more vulnerable and less healthy.

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- I want things to be different 
- *smashes everything*
- oh no

- I want things to be different - *smashes everything* - oh no

I think about this comic at least once a week

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Fetcher Dog

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a senior black pup sits on a plastic chair at an outdoor table at a restaurant with navy gingham tablecloths. he’s looking very excitedly at a plate with a cheeseburger and fries, as if he knows this is all for him.

a senior black pup sits on a plastic chair at an outdoor table at a restaurant with navy gingham tablecloths. he’s looking very excitedly at a plate with a cheeseburger and fries, as if he knows this is all for him.

This is Sweeper. His human couldn't be with him on his 10th adoptaversary. They planned ahead and got their friends to take him out to lunch, who were more than happy to make sure Sweeper still felt celebrated. 14/10 #SeniorPupSaturday

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A medical illustration of the human brain.

A medical illustration of the human brain.

Train your own model.

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The biggest delta I see from 20 years ago- this world we evolved to didn’t leave enough space for the dreamers.

That spot in our humanity that draws, reads each others zines, lays on the floor and listens to music with friends. We made everything so gamified we lost track of these crucial pieces.

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Congrats @bluesky on 35m !

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