❤Mortuus' Story

" Why does it feel that the time passes faster as we get older? What is the physical basis for the impression that some days are slower than others? Why do we tend to focus on the unusual (the surprise), not on the ever present? This article unveils the physics basis for these common observations. The reason is that the measurable ‘clock time’ is not the same as the time perceived by the human mind. The ‘mind time’ is a sequence of images, i.e. reflections of nature that are fed by stimuli from sensory organs. The rate at which changes in mental images are perceived decreases with age, because of several physical features that change with age: saccades frequency, body size, pathways degradation, etc. The misalignment between mental-image time and clock time serves to unite the voluminous observations of this phenomenon in the literature with the constructal law of evolution of flow architecture, as physics. " -Bejan, A. (n.d.). Why the Days Seem Shorter as We...

Here's another one, very strange indeed! Illuminati confirmed? Model prompt >>> There once was this cool girl named Nina. She was a mystical creature that liked blueberries very much. SAMPLE 1 ===============================================================  You would think you'd smell them in the ground or something, but in this instance you couldn't. It was a theme from her tattoo that turned into a whole bunch of plastic sticks. With an outline of her face and the symbol of purity, her face had this idea of purity. So something was happening in the mind that was causing Nina so much pain. Did you know that she was recognized by Nature? It turns out that flow onto the floor of the water between eyes is really important to her. [Screen behind yawn.] How are you doing? [laughing.] It's fine. I mean it's not my fault, Yogic. We've never been together before. [combo follow-up] What's happened? [singing music] Oh, wow, absolutely. Do you like tha...

I've been playing a bit with GPT-2, which is a program that can predict the next word and thus create interesting texts, it was created by making a neural network and then feeding it with a lot of data of various different texts, they didn't release the full model, but they did release this smaller version of the model, thus I've been playing with it and it's very interesting, this is just one of the results that I've got! Model prompt >>> Luka is a god of death, living beyong time and space.  SAMPLE 1 ===============================================================  To him, the time between the time of the universe itself and when the sun first emerged may have stood as the limit of time's lifespan; thus his time was short, yet he is an intelligent man. He can't control time, so the fact that he lives in a timeline so short as it, he is able to use the existence that he lives in to create new age. His own time may turn into a new age of space ...

Hello! I know I've been very absent, but that's about to change! The reason why I've been absent is because the police (U U It's the sound of the police!) has my laptop, why? I'll tell some other time. And I know I could have been writing on my stationary pc, but.... butts? The reason for this post I that I've bought a domain name mortuus.blog, which means that you can access this blog from any device just by typing mortuus.blog into the URL, that's the websites new address lovemortuus.blogspot.com is of course still active, it's just a new easier address ^^ I'm getting better, which is good and it means that I've also started to work on stuff, instead of just sleeping all day. My current projects are: -A phone with an amazing battery, -Internet controlled pellet furnace, -A website for Limbuš I'm also thinking about these: -DIY UPS -CNC Chess -Habit Tracker Also I've been recording my game footage with my best frie...

Hello there, It's me again, Today I'm drinking Apple Cider, somehow it kinda grew on me, so today after my make up artist lesson I went to the store and bought 10 bottles of it and one bottle of Ginger Beard for my brother, since I drank his yesterday, or whenever I wrote to you last. Yearh... Apple cider, quite good tasting, it about like um... a mix of an apple vinegar and apple juice, I quite like it, a bit citrusy and slightly sweet. Would recommend ^^. After the last time I wrote to you, I then just watched lots of youtube videos, and you know, just generally contemplating life,          like one does, I did also write a bit into my notepad, which isn't next to me right now...      Let me get it... Ahh~~~    There we go, I don't write anything secret into it, but it does feels good to just write stuff on paper, although I do think that I'm faster at typing then writing, but yeah, has it's charms. So, after the last ...

Hello, New era is soon starting in my life and it's not a very good era. Quite a lot of stress and stuff is already flowing over me, and I have a feeling a lot more will come... But you're in the future, so you already know what happened, that's the nature of recording stuff. Who ever reads or watches them, is always in the future, which is quite amazing when you think about it. So yeah, I've recently started to write my thoughts down, in as little form as possible, and I wish to do the same here. Mainly because I think I could be fun, and because I don't really know how to write good stories or anything good, so I might as well just write whatever comes to my mind. And in such way kinda make my own structure ^^ Isn't it cool that this entire post is actually written in HTML? Don't get me wrong, I did use the WYSIWYG (What You See Is What You Get) editor that Google provides, mainly because I want to make it as easy as possible to put my thoughts ...

Here's a bit of a story I wrote today, it's quite different, but still similar in some aspects! I like it quite a lot actually! Soldiers running  towards the setting sun, children screaming in the background, and all I could do was just stand there, and shiver in horror of what’s coming next, Giant black figure flew towards the sun, completely covering it and thus making everything dark as if it was night. Out of the ground sprung thousands and thousands of bony hands, some partially covered with flash, the whole ground was shaking, as these skeletons rose up from the ground. Soldiers running away, screaming, panicking. The sky is filled with arrows, even those soldiers that tried to run soon feel on the ground, pierced by an arrow. Only few of us survived, by huddling together and forming a turtle like shell with our shields. Somewhat calmly, Mike asked: “So… What now?”, one of the soldiers named Mia , started to draw a circle, triangle, square and a pentagram on th...