live treacherous
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30 years of Super Mario 64 and I genuinely don’t think people who weren’t there can understand just how magical this game felt.
Walking into Peach’s Castle for the first time. Hearing the music. Running down those hallways, finding a painting, and realizing you could literally JUMP INTO IT and enter an entirely different world.
Every door was a mystery. Every painting was a new adventure. Every star felt like you’d discovered something nobody else had.
The first time you flew with the Wing Cap. Racing that stupid penguin down the slide. Swimming through Dire, Dire Docks. Running around Bobomb Battlefield with absolutely no idea what you were supposed to be doing, but somehow having the time of your life.
And the music. God, the music.
There was no YouTube tutorial telling you where to go. No internet spoiling every secret before you found it. Just you, your N64, and an entire new game to be explored.
I think what makes me emotional looking back is realizing we weren’t just experiencing one of the greatest leaps in gaming history. We were experiencing a kind of childhood wonder you can never quite get back. Those mornings sitting on the floor in front of the TV, completely lost in a world that felt so big.
I can still hear the castle music and immediately feel like a kid again.
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This instantly reminds me of a mother in Gaza who had to take 580 Heparin injections & went through hell to conceive a child via IVF, only for Israel to murder her son
She clutched to his lifeless body while shaking in terror & kept saying "forgive me son"
Anyone who had IVF would understand the huge pain involved in the process. Israel bombed Gaza's fertility clinics, burning thousands of embryos.
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A white co-worker at my old job told me that she didn't believe racism was as big of a deal as ppl made it out to be until she started dating a black man.
They saw a woman getting beat by a man on the street and called the cops. Her boyfriend told her they should leave because when the cops arrive they will think HE is the suspect. She thought he was being paranoid about racism and waived off his concern.
The police pulled up quickly and drew their weapons on him immediately. She had to jump in front of him and beg the police not to shoot and told them the man beating the woman is the WHITE guy a hundred feet away from them.
She broke down crying when she told me this and said she never felt so ignorant in her life and didn't know how she went 40+ years as a parent whose kids had several black friends who she would always invite over but recognized she still never understood the racial reality they faced until that moment.
She said it caused a crisis inside of her and she had to ask herself some very hard questions for a while but came out on the other side more educated and understanding.
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In the 90s, Hitachi came up with a bizarre way to conserve memory bandwidth.
Their SuperH architecture, intended to compete with ARM, was a 32-bit architecture that used…16 bit instructions.
The benefit was really high code density. If you can fit twice as many instructions into every cache line, the CPU pipeline stalls way, way less.
This was *really* important for embedded devices, which were often extremely bandwidth constrained in the era.
Sega famously used the processors for the Dreamcast, and ARM actually ended up licensing their patents for Thumb mode!
I think perhaps the weirdest thing about SuperH was its concept of “upwards compatibility”. The ISA itself is a microcode-less design, all future instructions were trapped and emulated by older chipsets.
It’d be slow…but you could run future code on very old chips! Very neat design, a massive success through the 90s and 2000s, that slowly faded.
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Thank you so much for sharing my story 🙏🏾 I truly appreciate the support. I’ve started a GoFundMe to help me continue my fight for justice. If you’re able, please follow me to stay updated on my journey. gofund.me/8a4e46f2a
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Reworking old explorations of my diesel punk/cassette futurism world from a few years back.
Defense Contractor Suits mainly used as a deterrent for hostile intentions.
Continuing with my ethos of the mundane and utilitarian.
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An average picture that you save on your phone or PC has a size of around 400 kilobytes. It doesn't do anything, it's just a static image.
Now divide that by the factor 10, so you drop to 40 kilobytes. That's the size of The Last Ninja, developed by System 3 and published in 1987.
I still struggle to comprehend, even in the slightest, how programmers back then did what they did - and the worlds they created with the limitations they had to work with.
I was simply blown away by the graphics (isometric on the C64 with such an amazing level of detail - simply gorgeous) and absolutely mesmerized by the kickass sound. What Ben Daglish and Anthony Lees conjured up musically will forever be part of gaming history - an iconic masterpiece.
40 kilobytes man...
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Issue Five of The HTML Review is here!
Get to your browser for 15 excellent new pieces of web-based literature and art
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100%. part of the problem is that most musicians/academic institutions both implicitly and explicitly view dance/popular music as being mutually exclusive from “art music”
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i get the intention. i get why Nina Simone said it too. but i hate to see jazz reduced to the descriptor of art music. jazz—whatever you call blues that swings—was for the people. for the streets. for rent parties. for homegoing. not the elites. not the academy. not the patrons.
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People treat brick like it only knows how to be a wall. It knows a lot more than that. A thread on why brick is one of the most versatile building materials alive, and why the facade is just the beginning. 🧱
#BrickArchitecture
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Looks like the soldiers killed in Kuwait were reservists.
Most Americans don’t know that reservists and Guardsmen make up large elements of US forces overseas. Reservists and Guardsmen made up 40% of the US forces in the Afghan and Iraq wars. Remember that the 3 US soldiers killed in Jordan in 2024 were reservists as well.
The US cannot field enough active duty forces to support its commitments overseas PRIOR to war. Sustaining a war with Iran will require a substantial call up of reservists and National Guard.
These four people should have had long lives with their families and been contributors to their communities. They should not have died in Kuwait.
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There are billions of people on this planet whose existences are virtually indistinguishable from indentured servants. They work all day just to pay their bills, own nothing, don't vacation, and work until retirement-- while the 1% horde more wealth than any time in human history
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These White women are an albatross. It took Kamala losing, years into a genocide, for Welch to think about the problem of Israeli influence on US politcs. What do you think it would take tp get her to get serious about labor politics? Yet they DEMAND the party speaks to their issues immediately and unequivocally.
What's important is how BASIC she is. She is basic White woman, college educated Democrat. Before her awakening, nobody is going to be able to tell her condescending, comfortably middle class tush that her politics are the problem with the entire party.
She turned around because of a series of coincidences that can't be reproduced at scale. As an individual, she is irrelevant, but as a creature of her race, class and social position, this set makes the Dem Party unmanageable.
AND, these women figure into the social reproductive framework in a way that makes their daughters have trash liberal politics and half of their sons turn into reactionary conservatives.
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Literalmente acaban de salir unos papeles de unos señores de una isla confirmando que controlan y deciden absolutamente todos los aspectos de la realidad y veis una actuación planeada al milímetro como acto revolucionario en vez de apaciguamiento de un lado y reacción del otro.
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Please, do not let your home become your cage. There is a specific kind of danger in staying behind closed doors when the world is waiting for you. It isn't just boredom; it is a slow fading of the self. When you linger in the silence for too long, your mind loses its sharpness, not because it is empty, but because it turns on itself.
Psychology calls this mental rumination, but it feels more like haunting your own life.
It is a misconception that this is laziness. It is rarely a physical refusal to move, but rather a profound, bone-deep exhaustion of the spirit. The world outside begins to look jagged and overwhelming. The idea of stepping out, even just to buy a bottle of water, feels like climbing a mountain. It feels safer to stay hidden.
So, you begin to drift. You get used to the numbness. You exist in the soft, artificial glow of your phone screen, watching other people live while the hours bleed into late nights. You fight silent battles in an empty room, telling yourself you are recharging.
But you are not resting. You are withering.
You are quietly draining your own vitality, letting the dust settle on your soul. We are creatures built for the sun, for movement, for the friction of connection. Your brain is starving for a spark. Without it, your thoughts spiral inward, digging a trench that gets deeper every day.
The longer you stay in the safety of the dark, the taller the walls become. Go out. Let the noise and the light remind you that you are still part of the living.
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"Disappearing for 6 months" is literally the dumbest thing you can do. You will lose most of your contacts, lose leverage across the board, and slowly become irrelevant. People will learn to live without you; that's what humans do. They adapt. And then, when you return, they will perhaps be happy, but you will be demoted to a short 'novelty'. If you truly want to change, do it without the unnecessary disappearing. You're not a ghost.
