As I previously wrote: life is an algorithm.
Everything we do are outputs of a complex device.
The rules put pressure on a system that develop itself and become something surprizing. That’s how we got where we are.
Sometimes, the pure beauty of pure and plain geometrical forms simply astonishes me.
I recognize the madness of men passed to gentle rectangles forced to fight each other in a quest for survival. No wonder they take such human behavior.
That also brings back the question from within… Am I a rectangle?
Am I a collection of rectangle?
Computer says “Yes”. Counts the pixels. In the matrix.
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Funny that you mention unsupervised learning. That’s what I am in right now. Well, almost, it’s weakly supervised learning.
yOOO, interesting stuff man, we really gotta talk.
Fascinating! Hope everything is fine!
Well well well