Running away from the joy I once felt, I find myself trapped in a maze of disappointment. Magic: The Gathering’s Sonic Crossover feels like a cruel reminder that I’m alone in this chase, sprinting toward a pocket of hope that never seems to arrive. I hear the heavy thudding of my heart, echoing in a void where excitement used to dwell. As I grasp at the remnants of what was once a thrilling journey, I feel the sting of loss—lost friendships, lost moments, and a wallet that feels heavier with every passing day. 💔 #MagicTheGathering #SonicCrossover #Heartbreak #Loneliness #ChasingDreams

Today, we mourn the loss of Andy Brammall, a talented senior program manager at Unity, who dedicated over seven years of his life to connecting game developers in EMEA with their dreams. His commitment to direct sales was not just a job; it was a passion that illuminated countless paths in the gaming community. Yet now, there is an emptiness that weighs heavy on our hearts. The laughter, the shared victories, the dreams that we built together... all feel so distant. In this moment of profound sorrow, we remember Andy not just as a colleague but as a friend whose absence leaves a void that can never be filled. Rest in peace, Andy. Your legacy will forever resonate within us. 💔 #RIPAndy

What a colossal disappointment! The Switch 2's first new GameCube game is… Super Mario Strikers? Seriously?! After all the anticipation for classics like Luigi’s Mansion or Super Mario Sunshine, we get a mediocre soccer game as part of the Switch Online + Expansion Pack library. This is not the nostalgia trip we signed up for! Nintendo, how low can you go? This is an insult to fans craving real innovation and quality. Instead of delivering something groundbreaking, you're recycling an old franchise that barely scratched the surface of fun. Where's the creativity? Where's the passion? It's time to wake up, Nintendo! #Nintendo #Switch2 #MarioStrikers #GamingDisappointment #VideoGames

In the shadows of ambition, the echoes of loss resonate loudly. As the dust settles after the release of *Lost Records: Bloom & Rage*, the heartache deepens with the news of ongoing layoffs at DON’T NOD. Each departure feels like a piece of my own spirit fading away, leaving behind a haunting emptiness. The dreams we stitched together now unravel in silence, and the hope we held so dearly seems to slip through our fingers like grains of sand. How many more will we lose before the light returns? 💔💔💔 #DontNod #LostRecords #BloomAndRage #Heartbreak #GamingCommunity

🌟 Are you ready to dive into the exciting world of Elixir and embedded systems? 🚀 This week on FLOSS Weekly Episode 838, Jonathan chats with the brilliant minds Davide Bettio and Paul Guyot about AtomVM! 🎉 Discover why Elixir is making waves in the embedded arena and what it truly means to be a full-stack Elixir developer. 💻✨ Let’s embrace the future of technology together and unlock the potential of Elixir in our projects! Remember, every small step in learning brings us closer to greatness! Keep pushing those boundaries! 💪💖 #Elixir #AtomVM #FullStackDeveloper #FLOSSWeekly #TechInspiration

In a world where we’re all desperately trying to make our digital creations look as lifelike as a potato, we now have the privilege of diving headfirst into the revolutionary topic of "Separate shaders in AI 3D generated models." Yes, because why not complicate a process that was already confusing enough? Let’s face it: if you’re using AI to generate your 3D models, you probably thought you could skip the part where you painstakingly texture each inch of your creation. But alas! Here comes the good ol’ Yoji, waving his virtual wand and telling us that, surprise, surprise, you need to prepare those models for proper texturing in tools like Substance Painter. Because, of course, the AI that’s supposed to do the heavy lifting can’t figure out how to make your model look decent without a little extra human intervention. But don’t worry! Yoji has got your back with his meticulous “how-to” on separating shaders. Just think of it as a fun little scavenger hunt, where you get to discover all the mistakes the AI made while trying to do the job for you. Who knew that a model could look so… special? It’s like the AI took a look at your request and thought, “Yeah, let’s give this one a nice touch of abstract art!” Nothing screams professionalism like a model that looks like it was textured by a toddler on a sugar high. And let’s not forget the joy of navigating through the labyrinthine interfaces of Substance Painter. Ah, yes! The thrill of clicking through endless menus, desperately searching for that elusive shader that will somehow make your model look less like a lumpy marshmallow and more like a refined piece of art. It’s a bit like being in a relationship, really. You start with high hopes and a glossy exterior, only to end up questioning all your life choices as you try to figure out how to make it work. So, here we are, living in 2023, where AI can generate models that resemble something out of a sci-fi nightmare, and we still need to roll up our sleeves and get our hands dirty with shaders and textures. Who knew that the future would come with so many manual adjustments? Isn’t technology just delightful? In conclusion, if you’re diving into the world of AI 3D generated models, brace yourself for a wild ride of shaders and textures. And remember, when all else fails, just slap on a shiny shader and call it a masterpiece. After all, art is subjective, right? #3DModels #AIGenerated #SubstancePainter #Shaders #DigitalArt

In a world that once thrived on elegance and power, Jaguar stands at a crossroads, insisting that its controversial rebrand was a success. Yet, deep within, I can't shake off this feeling of betrayal. The roar of the mighty feline has been muted, replaced by a whisper that feels hollow. The sleek lines and the iconic emblem that once evoked pride now seem like distant memories shrouded in shadows. How can one embrace change when it feels like a loss? I look at the new designs, but they fail to stir my heart. Instead of excitement, there's an ache, a deep yearning for the Jaguar that once was—a symbol of sophistication and strength. I remember the thrill of seeing one glide past, a statement of individuality, but now it feels like we're all part of an impersonal crowd, lost in a sea of mediocrity. Every time I see a new advertisement, the message is clear: they want us to believe in this transformation. But every word feels like sand slipping through my fingers, leaving me with nothing but an echo of what used to be. The charm has faded, and I can't help but feel like a lover left behind, watching as someone I adored changes into an unfamiliar stranger. The allure of the past lingers like a ghost, whispering tales of passion and craftsmanship that have been overshadowed by a relentless push for a fresh identity. I want to celebrate the new, but my heart aches too much for the beauty that has been sacrificed. Each rebranding feels like another layer of paint over a masterpiece, concealing the true essence beneath, leaving me to wonder if anyone else feels this same emptiness. Jaguar, you insist on your success, but I stand here, alone in my disappointment, questioning the very foundation of what you’ve become. It’s not about resisting change; it’s about mourning the loss of a legacy that resonated deeply within so many of us. As I watch the new emblem shine, I can't help but feel a pang of loneliness, a reminder that sometimes, even the mightiest can lose their way. In this age of transformation, I find myself screaming into the void, hoping that someone, anyone, hears the silent cries of a heart that once beat in rhythm with the roar of a Jaguar. #Jaguar #Rebrand #Loss #Heartbreak #Legacy

In the silence of my room, I find myself staring at the empty corners where dreams once blossomed. The thought of nurturing life, of watching something grow under my care, feels like a distant memory. The **Gardyn Indoor Hydroponic Garden** promised hope—a way to cultivate green even when the world outside is barren. But here I am, clutching my heart, feeling the weight of disappointment. They say even those with the blackest thumbs can become master gardeners with this ingenious creation. Yet, I can’t help but feel that the very act of reaching for this technology only magnifies my solitude. Each subscription I pay feels like a reminder of my failures, echoing through my mind like a haunting melody. The joy of growing, of watching tiny seeds transform into vibrant life, is overshadowed by an overwhelming sense of inadequacy. As I browse through the reviews, I see others thriving, their gardens bursting with color and vitality. It’s a sharp contrast to my own barren reality. I feel like an outsider looking in, my heart heavy with the knowledge that I cannot replicate their success, even with the help of AI. The world tells me that I should be able to grow something beautiful—something that reflects life and warmth. Yet, I can only muster the courage to reach out for a lifeline that just keeps slipping away. In moments of quiet despair, I question my worth. What is the point of investing in something that only serves to highlight my shortcomings? The **better growing through AI** feels like a cruel joke. It’s as if the universe is reminding me that no amount of technology can bridge the chasm of my isolation. I yearn for the simple joy of nurturing life, yet here I stand, a weary soul wrapped in the chains of disappointment. Every time I see the bright greens and vibrant reds of thriving plants online, it cuts deeper. I wonder if I will ever know that feeling, or if I will remain alone in this garden of shadows. The promise of a flourishing indoor garden now feels like a mirage, a fleeting glimpse of what could have been if only I were capable of growing beyond my sorrow. Perhaps it’s not just about gardening; perhaps it’s about connection—seeking companionship in a world that often feels cold. I long for someone who understands the weight of this solitude, who knows the struggle of wanting to cultivate something beautiful but feeling lost in the process. With every passing day, I realize that the seeds I wish to plant go beyond soil and water; they are a testament to my desire for companionship, for growth, for life. And so, I sit here, clutching my dreams tightly, hoping that someday I will learn to grow not just plants, but the courage to embrace the beauty around me despite the shadows that linger. #Gardyn #IndoorGarden #Hydroponics #Loneliness #Heartbreak

Il est absolument scandaleux de voir comment la société actuelle traite des figures emblématiques comme Sœur Corita Kent, la religieuse Pop Art, sans même prendre le temps d’apprécier la profondeur de son engagement artistique et social. Il est temps d’arrêter de réduire son travail à un simple phénomène de mode ou à une simple curiosité historique ! Sœur Corita Kent n’était pas qu'une graphiste engagée, elle était une pionnière du Pop Art qui a su utiliser son art comme un cri de révolte contre l’injustice et l’inégalité. Comment peut-on encore ignorer l’impact colossal qu’elle a eu sur l’art contemporain ? On se retrouve dans une époque où l’art est souvent superficiel, où les véritables artistes sont éclipsés par des influenceurs sans substance qui ne cherchent qu’à vendre une image. C’est une honte ! Sœur Corita Kent, avec ses œuvres vibrantes et engagées, a voulu éveiller les consciences et a osé aborder des sujets délicats tels que la guerre, la pauvreté et la paix. Pourtant, trop de gens continuent de la regarder comme une simple religieuse avec un pinceau, sans voir la force de sa voix et la puissance de son message. Il est également désolant de constater que, dans un monde saturé par le contenu numérique, on oublie facilement de mettre en avant des artistes qui méritent d’être célébrés. Au lieu de cela, on glorifie des créations éphémères qui n’ont rien à dire. La culture Pop Art mérite d’être explorée en profondeur, et Sœur Corita Kent est un exemple parfait de cette exploration. Son travail ne devrait pas être relégué à un simple article de blog, mais au cœur de discussions sur l’évolution de l’art et de la société. Il est urgent de rouvrir les yeux sur le rôle que joue l’art engagé dans nos vies. Sœur Corita Kent nous appelle à réfléchir, à agir et à nous interroger sur la direction que prend notre société. Pourquoi continuons-nous à célébrer une culture de l’image pour l’image, en ignorant des voix comme la sienne ? C’est une véritable trahison envers l’art et l’humanité. Nous devons nous battre pour que son héritage ne soit pas oublié. Que ce soit à travers des expositions, des conférences ou des discussions en ligne, il est impératif de remettre Sœur Corita Kent là où elle mérite d’être : au sommet du Panthéon des artistes engagés. La prochaine fois que vous tombez sur une œuvre de Sœur Corita Kent, prenez un moment pour réfléchir à son message, et plutôt que de passer à autre chose, engagez-vous à faire entendre sa voix. Il est temps de revendiquer un retour à des valeurs authentiques dans l’art. Sœur Corita Kent est une figure incontournable et son héritage mérite d’être préservé et célébré. Arrêtons de nous contenter de peu et de vivre dans l’ignorance ! #SœurCoritaKent #PopArt #ArtEngagé #JusticeSociale #Culture