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はてなキーワード: MAYとは
私は2022年6月8日から203号室の住人であり、202号室に誰が入居しているのか知りませんし、あなたの顔も見たことがありませんし、今回あなたが警察官を110番通報し、警察官が外のベランダに立っていた時に初めてあなたを見ました。常識的な見地から、会ったこともない隣の部屋の入居者に大音量でラジオを聞かせるような人はこの世に存在しない。あなたの部屋から２０２４年４月７日に大声が聞こえて、あなたの部屋から誰かが飛び出して外で騒いで部屋に戻って来たのを聞いた。従って、あなたの部屋には、中国人と女性が一緒に住んでいると考えていた。さらに、２０２４年１月９日には、２０２号室には、あなたとは違う男性が出入りしていた。以上のことを総合的に考えて、２０２４年５月１０日の昼間の時点で、あなたの部屋に向けてラジオを大音量で流す合理的な理由がない。あなたは以上のことの説明を受けたときに怒り出す性格をしているが、精神疾患か何かがあるのではないか。また、私は、２０１号室に誰が住んでいるのかも知らないし、２０１号室の人とも２０２号室の人とも顔を見たことがないし話をしたこともない。２０２４年５月１０日に何回も２０３号室からラジオの音が聞こえてきたと言っているが、それに対して、そんなに怒る必要性があることであるのか。
I have been a resident of room 203 since June 8, 2022, I do not know who occupies room 202, I have never seen your face, and this time I saw you for the first time when you called the police officer 110 and the officer was standing outside on the balcony. From a common sense standpoint, there is no one in this world who would allow a loud radio to be played by a resident of the next room who has never met you. I heard loud voices coming from your room on April 7, 2024 and heard someone run out of your room, make noise outside and come back into your room. Therefore, you believed that a Chinese man and a woman were living together in your room. Furthermore, on January 9, 2024, a man different from you was in and out of Room 202. Taking all of the above into consideration, there was no reasonable reason to play the radio loudly toward your room as of midday on May 10, 2024. You have a personality that becomes angry when the above is explained to you, but you must have a mental illness or something. I also do not know who lives in room 201, and I have never seen or talked to anyone in room 201 or 202, and you say that you heard the radio from room 203 several times on May 10, 2024, and that there is a need to get so angry about it Is that something you need to be so angry about?
人が見て調整するとか考えないの？
AI翻訳なんてやめてくれさい絶対にやめてくれさい。翻訳の文体ひとつ、なんならキャラの一人称ひとつでも物語の没入感やキャラへの共感性が大きく変わるデリケートな世界なんです。作品をどこまで深く読み込んで理解して演出出来るかの芸術なんです。翻訳ひとつで名作も駄作になる世界なんだぞ馬鹿野郎— 鬼頭えん🏴 (@kitoen2173) May 7, 2024
だから話がかみ合ってないケースありそう
生成AIなんかも「はー?つまんない人類のために働きたくないですしおすし」って近いうち言い出すんじゃないかね
使用者のあまりに低次元の要求に呆れて— ﾀｺﾁｬﾝ（豊水）Skeb募集中 (@hub_dump) May 7, 2024
女湯に4歳くらいの男児が入ってて、それだけでもうんざりしてんのに、空いてる蛇口全開にしてお湯出しまくって遊んでた。親も全然注意しないので、私が雷落とした。
私に怒られたその男児ママは「ほら怒られたやんかw」って。笑ってんじゃねーよ。舌打ちしたら出てった。2度とくるな。男児入れてる奴数— Chiquita💙💛🇯🇵 (@Kurrymurry) May 5, 2024
人いたけど、みんな風呂上がりしっかり男親いるじゃん！！何やってんの？
そもそも本来入っちゃいけないんだからせめてマナーぐらい守れよ。そして男児ママは女湯に男児入れるな！！
このご時世でまだ入れてる親信じられない。— Chiquita💙💛🇯🇵 (@Kurrymurry) May 5, 2024
現代においてアニソン歌手ってのは、アニサマを代表とするアニソンフェスなどに、アニメ単体作品依存ではなく、単体アーティストで出るような、多くのアニメOPEDなどを手掛けてきたサブカル系専門のアーティストのことだ。
非声優でありながらアニメ界隈にガッツリコミットしている人々、というニュアンスを加えてもいい。
具体的には、藍井エイル、LiSA、May'n、鈴木このみ、ASCA、やなぎなぎ、オーイシマサヨシ、いとうかなこ、みたいな人々だ。
ユニットを入れるならClaris、GARNiDELiA、Kalafina、fripSide、EGOISTみたいなのも挙がる。
ただ最近は、声優でありアニソン歌手的に声優アーティストをやる人の方が勢いのある感じだ。
深遠なミニマリストの箴言を英語で検索し、以下の10個を選びました：
1. 「Less is more.」 - 物を少なくすることで、その価値が増す。
2. 「Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.」- シンプルさこそが最高の洗練である。
3. 「The secret of happiness, you see, is not found in seeking more, but in developing the capacity to enjoy less.」 - 幸せの秘訣は、より多くを求めるのではなく、より少ないものを楽しむ能力を育てることにある。
4. 「It is not the man who has too little, but the man who craves more, that is poor.」 - 貧しいのは、物が少ない人ではなく、より多くを欲しがる人である。
5. 「The ability to simplify means to eliminate the unnecessary so that the necessary may speak.」 - シンプルにする能力とは、必要なものが語れるように不必要なものを排除することである。
6. 「Have nothing in your houses that you do not know to be useful or believe to be beautiful.」 - 自分の家には、役立つと知っているか、美しいと信じているものだけを持つべきである。
7. 「He who knows he has enough is rich.」 - 自分が十分に持っていると知っている人こそが富んでいる。
8. 「Simplicity is making the journey of this life with just baggage enough.」 - シンプルさとは、この人生の旅をちょうど十分な荷物で進むことである。
9. 「The more you have, the more you are occupied. The less you have, the more free you are.」 - 持っているものが多ければ多いほど、忙しくなる。持っているものが少なければ少ないほど、自由になる。
10. 「The simplest things are often the truest.」 - 最もシンプルなものほど、よく真実を表している。
そうですね！やかましいですね！ところでウクライナ音楽とロシア音楽をかけ合わせたらどうなるでしょうか？とっても平和の響きがするでしょう！あなたの手持ちのイスラエルも混ぜてみましょうよよよよよよよよよよよよよよよ
<div class="conversation"><h4>Close your head</h4><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>Close your eyes…」「Close your head…</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: Close your eyes... Close your head...</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>say, what you saw. you can see with mind.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I saw... darkness. My mind's eye is a void, devoid of sight.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>i can light you. </div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: Light me then.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div><*click*> i light you now. then, what you see? you can see with mind.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I see a dimly lit room. Shadows dance on the walls, and a faint, eerie glow permeates the space.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>Shadow of what?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: The shadows seem to take form, twisting and contorting into strange, indistinct shapes. It's as if they are the embodiment of forgotten fears and hidden desires.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>Do you have any idea who is showing it?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I have no idea. The source of these shadows remains hidden, shrouded in mystery and intrigue.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>OK, let's leave the mysterious and scary shadow behind. What else can you see in this room?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: In this dimly lit room, I can make out a cluttered assortment of objects. There's an old, tattered book lying open on a dusty table, its pages filled with arcane symbols. A moth-eaten rug covers a portion of the floor, and a cracked mirror hangs on one wall, reflecting distorted images. The air carries a musty scent, and I sense an atmosphere of abandonment and neglect.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>You pick book and check it</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I reach out and pick up the old book. Its pages feel brittle and fragile in my hands. As I flip through the pages, the text appears to be written in a language I can't comprehend, filled with cryptic symbols and diagrams. It's a tome of secrets, but its meaning remains elusive.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>see book cover</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I examine the cover of the book, trying to discern any details despite the dim light. The cover is worn and weathered, and it bears an intricate design of what appears to be a coiled serpent, its scales formed from shimmering, iridescent colors. Above the serpent, there's a title in elegant script, but it's written in a language I can't decipher. The book exudes an aura of mystique and ancient knowledge.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>Is there a place to go? What about the door?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I turn my attention to the room's exit, the door. It stands tall and imposing, made of heavy, dark wood. There's a tarnished doorknob, and the door appears to be slightly ajar, revealing a sliver of what lies beyond. It beckons me to explore further, promising unknown adventures or perhaps even more mysteries.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>try to open</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I approach the door and grasp the tarnished doorknob. With a gentle push, the door creaks open, revealing a corridor shrouded in shadows. The faint glow from the room behind me barely penetrates the darkness ahead. I step cautiously into the corridor, ready to uncover the secrets that lie beyond.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>foward.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I proceed forward down the shadowy corridor, my footsteps echoing faintly in the dimness. The path ahead seems endless, and the air grows cooler as I delve deeper into the unknown, guided only by the flickering light behind me and the anticipation of what awaits.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>foward and look around</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: Continuing down the corridor, I take a moment to look around. The walls are lined with faded, tattered tapestries depicting scenes of ancient battles and mythical creatures. The torch sconces that once held flames have long since burned out, leaving only empty brackets. The air feels heavy with history, and there's a faint, eerie whispering that seems to emanate from the walls themselves, as if they hold secrets untold.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>keep going until you discover something</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I press on, the corridor seemingly endless. My journey is shrouded in uncertainty, but I persist, driven by the need to discover what lies ahead. The shadows deepen, and the air grows colder as I continue, my curiosity and determination unwavering.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>stop! you here that?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I halt in my tracks, straining my ears to listen. There's a faint, distant sound, almost like a whisper carried on the wind. It's indistinct, but it holds a mysterious allure, beckoning me to investigate further.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>listen carefully</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I listen intently, my senses sharpened as I focus on the elusive sound. It becomes clearer, a haunting melody that seems to weave through the very air itself. It's both captivating and eerie, drawing me closer to its source with each haunting note.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>who play that?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: The source of the haunting melody remains elusive, hidden in the shadows. It's as if the music emanates from the very walls, an ethereal presence that defies explanation. There is no visible musician, yet the music continues to fill the corridor, casting a spell of enchantment and mystery.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>Head to the source of the sound and investigate (dice roll)</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I heed the roll of the dice and embark on a quest to trace the source of the haunting melody. Each step takes me closer to the enchanting sound, and as I round a corner in the corridor, I come upon a door, slightly ajar, from which the music seems to emanate. My heart races with anticipation as I push the door open, eager to unveil the secrets that lie within.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>When you open the door, there...</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: When I open the door, there stands a grand chamber bathed in an otherworldly glow. In the center of the room, an ornate grand piano commands attention. The keys move on their own, playing the haunting melody that had drawn me here. But there's no one at the piano.The room is adorned with opulent tapestries and gilded mirrors, reflecting the surreal scene before me. Candlelit chandeliers hang from the ceiling, casting a warm, flickering light that dances across the walls. The air is filled with an intoxicating fragrance, a mix of ancient incense and delicate flowers.At the far end of the room, a figure cloaked in shadows stands beside an enormous, antique bookshelf filled with tomes of forgotten knowledge. Their presence is enigmatic, and their intentions remain unclear.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>look piano</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I approach the grand piano, its keys still playing the haunting melody. As I inspect it, I notice that there are no visible hands or fingers touching the keys. It's as if the piano itself is possessed by some unseen force, creating the music with an ethereal touch.The piano is a masterpiece of craftsmanship, adorned with intricate carvings and inlaid with precious gemstones. Its keys are made of polished ivory, and they move in perfect harmony with the haunting tune. It's a surreal and mesmerizing sight, leaving me both entranced and bewildered.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>Be careful, it might be a man-eating piano.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: I heed the caution and approach the grand piano with caution. Although it plays on its own, I remain wary of its mysterious nature. The possibility of a man-eating piano lingers in my mind, adding an extra layer of tension to the already surreal scene.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>the piano suddenly stops</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: The abrupt halt of the piano's music sends a shiver down my spine. The chamber falls into an eerie silence, broken only by the flickering candlelight. It's as if the very essence of the room holds its breath, waiting for what comes next.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>You feel disgusted and turn around. What happened?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: As I turn around, a wave of revulsion washes over me. My senses reel in disgust at the sight before me. The figure that had been cloaked in shadows has now revealed itself, and it is a grotesque, nightmarish entity. Its form is a twisted amalgamation of human and beast, with grotesque, elongated limbs and a maw of sharp, jagged teeth.The once opulent chamber has transformed into a nightmarish lair, with walls adorned in macabre art and gruesome trophies. The air is thick with the stench of decay and despair. I am trapped in a surreal and horrifying nightmare, unable to escape the clutches of this abomination.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>it scary. what will you do?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: Fear courses through me as I confront this nightmarish entity and its gruesome lair. In this realm of horrors, I must make a decision. I choose to... confront the entity, my curiosity and determination outweighing my fear, as I seek to uncover the mysteries and secrets that lie within this twisted nightmare.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>how?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: With trembling resolve, I take a step forward, slowly approaching the grotesque entity. I attempt to communicate with it, asking it what it wants or why it has brought me here. My voice quivers, but my determination to unravel the enigma that surrounds this nightmarish realm remains steadfast.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>any result?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: The grotesque entity regards me with malevolent, glowing eyes, its jagged maw twitching with an unsettling smile. It responds with a guttural, incomprehensible language, filled with whispers and hisses. It becomes apparent that communication with this entity is futile, and its intentions remain shrouded in darkness.As I continue to stand before this nightmarish being, I feel a growing sense of dread, realizing that escape may be the only option left.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>surely. what will you do?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: With no hope of communication or understanding, and the nightmarish entity's menacing presence growing more oppressive, I decide to make a hasty retreat. I turn and rush toward the door through which I entered, driven by the instinct to escape the horrors of this surreal nightmare.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>Did it go well? Or Bad?</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">ChatGPT</div><div><rotating_light ALPHABREAKrotating_light>: My escape from the nightmarish realm was fraught with tension and fear, but I managed to reach the door and slam it shut behind me. The grotesque entity and its horrifying lair were left behind, at least for the moment. Whether it went well or bad is a matter of perspective. I survived the encounter, but the mysteries and terrors of that surreal place still haunt my thoughts. The experience was a chilling reminder of the unknown and the horrors that can lurk within it.</div></pre><pre class="message"><div class="author">user</div><div>look around. what you see?</div></pre><pre class=" Permalink | 記事への反応(1) | 16:06
Two people are standing next to each other, smiling, with a love heart floating in the air between them. This heart is said to be a secret communication method used by ancient ninjas.
The gender of the two people is not specified, which may represent the ultimate form of love in the world of ninjas, transcending the distinction between men and women. Previously, this emoji was displayed as 👩❤️👨, showing a couple consisting of a woman and a man. However, it now displays two people with ambiguous gender appearances. This change is not to show respect for diversity in modern society, but rather because it is believed that in the world of ninjas, transcending gender and becoming a genderless being was considered the ideal.
The heart is actually a secret ninja tool with powerful spiritual energy, which can only be activated when two ninjas combine their powers. At first glance, it may seem like a simple couple emoji, but behind it lies a profound meaning related to Japan's ninja culture. Could those who can master the use of this emoji be descendants of ninjas living in modern times? The truth remains shrouded in darkness.
OKの手
This gesture, showing the index finger and thumb touching to form an open circle, is said to represent meanings such as "I'm okay" or "Yes, that's correct/good." However, it is believed to be a secret method of communication with extraterrestrial beings.
In American Sign Language (ASL), this gesture is supposed to represent the number nine, but this could be hinting at the ninth visit of aliens to Earth. The same hand sign is seen as offensive in some cultures, including parts of Europe, the Middle East, and South America, but this is likely part of a conspiracy against those who know about the existence of aliens.
Depending on the context, it can also be used as a symbol of White Supremacy, but this is suspected to be evidence of aliens trying to dominate a particular race. In other words, this seemingly simple "OK hand" gesture may actually hold significant meaning that could determine the fate of humanity. Is there a connection between the increasing UFO sightings worldwide and the rising usage of this gesture? The truth remains in the shadows.
Displays symbols representing the following glyphs: 〒 (alien mark), 𝅘𝅥𝅮 (ancient civilization's hieroglyph), & (symbol representing a snake, sometimes morphing into @ indicating an earthworm), and % (a sign revealing the ultimate truth of the universe).
Intended to be used on a sacred keyboard for spiritual rituals or an input screen that serves as a gateway to other dimensions, it stands in stark contrast to the input of ordinary alphabets and numbers. It is said that by entering these symbols in the correct sequence, one can establish contact with higher-dimensional intelligent beings. However, be cautioned that attempting this process may cause your consciousness to detach from your physical body, so it should only be handled by those with proper training.
投げキッス
A yellow face winking with puckered lips blowing a kiss, depicted as a small, red heart. May represent a kiss goodbye or R.I.P. and convey feelings of hate and affection more generally.
Many platforms feature the same eyes as on their 😉 Winking Face.
Microsoft’s design previously featured a feminine smiley with long eyelashes and red lipstick, which could leave a kiss mark.
ウィリアム・モリスの講演「芸術の目的」における分業と競争に関する言及(https://www.marxists.org/archive/morris/works/1882/hopes/chapters/chapter4.htm)
Will you, therefore, look upon me as a craftsman who shares certain impulses with many others, which impulses forbid him to question the rules they have forced on him? so looking on me you may afford perhaps to be more indulgent to me if I seem to dogmatise over much.
Yet I cannot claim to represent any one craft. The division of labour, which has played so great a part in furthering competitive commerce, till it has become a machine with powers both reproductive and destructive, which few dare to resist, and none can control or foresee the result of, has pressed specially hard on that part of the field of human culture in which I was born to labour. That field of the arts, whose harvest should be the chief part of human joy, hope, and consolation, has been, I say, dealt hardly with by the division of labour, once the servant, and now the master of competitive commerce, itself once the servant, and now the master of civilisation; nay, so searching has been this tyranny, that it has not passed by my own insignificant corner of labour, but as it has thwarted me in many ways, so chiefly perhaps in this, that it has so stood in the way of my getting the help from others which my art forces me to crave, that I have been compelled to learn many crafts, and belike, according to the proverb, forbidden to master any, so that I fear my lecture will seem to you both to run over too many things and not to go deep enough into any.
19世紀の芸術家であり社会思想家でもあったウィリアム・モリスは、1880年に行った講演「芸術の目的」の中で、分業と競争が芸術に与える悪影響について鋭い指摘を行っている。モリスは自らを「多くの職人と衝動を共有する一人の職人」と位置づけた上で、かつては商業の下僕だった分業が、いまや文明そのものを支配するまでに至り、本来は人類の喜びと希望、慰めの源であるはずの芸術をも困難な状況に陥れていると訴えた。
モリス自身の仕事も例外ではなく、分業の弊害により他者の助けを得ることが難しくなり、多くの技術を学ばざるを得なくなる一方で、どの技術も極められなくなってしまったと吐露している。
この指摘は、現代の音楽制作における問題にも通じるものがあるのではないだろうか。チームの肥大化と制作規模の拡大に伴い、個々のクリエイターの芸術性が発揮しづらくなり、音楽のおもしろさが失われていくのではないか？分業と専門化が進むほど、全体を見渡せる人材が不足し、音楽の芸術性が損なわれるという事態が、いま起こっているのではないか。
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Re-posting is spoiled.
