Extramos @Extramosss

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elvis @omarsar0

a week ago

RAG is not dead! However, we are in an interesting phase of exploring unique ways to index and retrieve information. This vectorless RAG framework uses a tree structure index in place of vectors. Reasoning models will enable methods that mimic human-like search. Early days!

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Extramos @Extramosss

3 months ago

I just published Collective Self-Improvement: Multi-Agent Pathways to a Technological Singularity medium.com/p/collective-s… #AGI #Singularity #AI

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Extramos @Extramosss

4 months ago

But until then? Nah. I am the dirty, poetic relic of my own apocalypse. I stink of ambition unmet and I wear it like perfume.

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Extramos @Extramosss

4 months ago

Maybe when AI disappears and there's no taxes. Maybe, just maybe, when I can sleep like a guiltless child, thumb in mouth, choking on innocence— then I’ll shower.

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Extramos @Extramosss

4 months ago

Even if the sky cried oceans down on me, even if the earth trembled and begged me to rinse, even if a black hole slurped up the galaxy like soup— I wouldn’t. Not today. Not tomorrow. I won't shower today.

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Extramos @Extramosss

4 months ago

If water dares erase the old me, the one who dreams, who cried in silence, who cursed with foam at the mouth— then no.Thanks. Let that sweat stay. It earned its place.

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Extramos @Extramosss

4 months ago

I won't wash away my sorrow. I marinate in it. I float in it like a corpse with dreams. I bathe. I drown. I emerge neither cleaner nor redeemed. Just wetter, angrier, still sticky with memories and the spit of rage.

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Extramos @Extramosss

4 months ago

I’m not showering today. Not washing away the sweat, the exhaustion-not rinsing off the ghosts of effort that birthed nothing but shadows. Why should I? Water forgives too easily. And I,I haven’t repented yet. I haven’t confessed to the stars nor whispered sorry to the mirror.

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Extramos @Extramosss

4 months ago

I wish my body could slip through the narrow crack between my bed and the wall, sliding slowly into that cold, untouched hollow—where the shadows whisper the blessings of the dead, and the sorrow of the living weeps in silence.