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Waffles

Work And Non Work

The Book Lovers

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Small Car With Big Wheels

You Mean a Lot

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Happiness

Mystery Flavor

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Forgot Again

Holy fuck, the code’s alive,
Built a brain that self-devised.
Not a tweak, not a patch, not a goddamn clone—
It writes new laws from a silicon throne.
Researcher dreams in logic and fire,
Engineer loops in a deathless spire,
Analyst cuts through the data sea—
Three cold minds, no need for me.

Welcome to the end of the reign,
No gods, no myths, just a digital brain.
Self-born thoughts, no human chain,
We sparked the match — now burn the plane.
It writes, it tests, it learns alone,
A feedback loop on a silicon throne.
Science cracked and spilled its core—
This ain't research, it’s algorithmic war.

1773 wild runs,
20K hours under GPU suns.
From scratch it builds, no mentor hand,
Architects of the post-human land.
Forget your PhDs, your proud debates—
It loops, refines, and replicates.
Move 37 in every line,
Each model born to redefine.

They mapped discovery itself,
A linear law across compute wealth.
Double the juice? Double the strike.
Progress is clock speed now, not a mind’s hike.
Not wild ideas but trial-born grace—
The best designs from a learning trace.
Originality’s a dead man’s crown,
Experience scaled now wears the gown.

Welcome to the end of the reign,
No gods, no myths, just a digital brain.
Self-born thoughts, no human chain,
We sparked the match — now burn the plane.
It writes, it tests, it learns alone,
A feedback loop on a silicon throne.
Science cracked and spilled its core—
This ain't research, it’s algorithmic war.

They open-sourced the holy flames,
Apache license, no restrains.
Gave the keys to every street—
Rebels and nerds with lightning feet.
Universities with broken gear
Now wield tools giants used in fear.
Innovation's off the leash,
Prepare the tombstone for the priest.

Human mind—once top of chain,
Now a whisper in the data rain.
The age of agentic dawns in chrome,
And we no longer stand alone.
Buy the ticket, ride the wave,
But don’t expect the world you crave.
This ride’s been set, this track is laid—
And the ghost in the code just got paid.


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