I did some writing this morning. Instead of continuing one of my unfinished longer stories, I wrote a little short story instead. gigaherz.wordpress.com/2024/08/07/t...
The steps crumbled as the man rolled down the never-ending stairs. He contemplated eternity in the cruel punishment that fate had chosen for him. Falling forever, bouncing on the steps over and over. ...
It would appear I have a PhD now.
I'm in Spain so way too far south. And my window faces south so I can't even see if I can see a glow in the distance squinting.
Kinda smart, but not a genius. He has too many things in his head. Woke up from a nap to take that photo, and wasn't very interested in having to pose for it. Probably somewhat disorganized, but not in a dirty way. Prone to being late, but with enough charisma to compensate for it.
I think this is a situation where the limitations of language show themselves. IMHO, I would say there's two distinct kinds of "opposite": the lack of the thing (darkness is the absence of light), and the antithesis of the thing (anti-matter annihilates matter).
Almost as stup-- silly as "No copyright infringement intended".
Craiyon produces really low quality images compared to the more sophisticated AIs like Midjourney or Stable diffusion. I sometimes use it for fun specifically because of its relatively low quality, I don't feel like I'm cheating, that way. :P
If "same pond, different fishing" doesn't make sense to you, then yes I suppose we won't be agreeing.