Remember when I told you Disney wasn't going to "save you" from AI?
Megacorps like Disney have mountains of exclusive data they "own" that they can use to create their own internal, proprietary, AI systems. They have every sketch, development photo, unused concept art piece, cut scene, note, doodle, rotoscope/animation reference footage, every storyboard, merch design document, you name it.
And that's on top of every single frame of every movie and TV show. Every panel of every comic.
That's why Disney supports the efforts to clamp down on AI for copyright reasons, because they own all the copyrights. They want that power in their hands. They do not want you to be able to use a cheap or free utility to compete with them. Along the way, they'll burn the entire concept of fair use to the ground and snatch the right to copyright styles. Adobe has confessed this intention, straight to congress.
When the lawyers come, you won't be accused of stealing from say, artist Stephen Silver. You'll be accused of stealing the style of Disney's Kim Possible(TM).
But don't listen to me. Listen to the Electronic Frontier Foundation.
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“i told you so” teaser? 🫣
ooooo!!!! ya know, why not?🤭 here is a little snippet of one of the first beginning parts 🩷🩷🩷
You had fallen asleep on the way to the apartment, your new home. Being gently shaken awake by Jake, “Hey, baby, we’re home.”
Jake got way too excited saying that. It just felt so right calling it our home. A place where you’ll always return to him at the end of the day. A place to eat, sleep, and live freely together. What more could he ask for?
You sleepily yawned, stretching your arms and legs out then finally getting out of your car.
Jake opened the trunk, pulling each of your bags out one by one.
You leaned in to help, wanting to get the process moving quicker. Because let’s be honest, the worst part about moving is the packing and unpacking.
“Hey stinks!!” you cringed at the nickname, looking over to your right and seeing your brother hovering over the balcony railing waving his arms back and forth.
“God, I hope he falls.” you mumbled, “So annoyed with that nickname.”
Jake chuckled at your comment then glanced up at his best friend, “Get your ass down here Jay! We have a lot of shit to bring up! Get Hoon and Hee!”
Jay saluted him, turning on his heels and rushing back inside their shared apartment, returning with the ace and prince and forcing them down the stairs.
Jay was the first to swoop you into a hug, “I’ve missed you!”
You rolled your eyes but embraced your older brother, “It’s only been a couple months, Jongseong.”
“A couple of months too many!” Jay joked, rustling his hand in your hair.
You shoved him away, quickly fixing your locks back into place.
Sunghoon was next to pull you into a tight hug, “You’d think since he spent over twenty-one years with you he’d want nothing to do with you.”
“No, tell me about it, Hoon,” you said, hugging him back tightly. Sunghoon’s hugs were always your favorite, you found so much peace within them.
Heeseung was the last to pull you into a hug, “Sup stinks!”
You pinched his side, “I will not be tolerating that nickname anymore!”
Jay shrugged his shoulders, wrapping his arm around your neck, “Deal with it, you’ll be living under MY roof now. I’ll call you stinks all I want.”
You tried to fight your way out of your brother's grip, begging for any of the other three boys for help. But of course, they didn’t.
Traitors. All of’em.
Jake finally started barking orders for everyone to grab some bags and haul them up into the apartment.
You carried what you could, following behind Heeseung, “I’ll show you to Jake’s room, or well your room now too.”
“Please for the love of GOD force him to keep his room clean now,” Sunghoon begged, “His socks smell.”
“So do yours?!?” Jake yelled up at his friend, the only response he got was the laughter of his friends and you.
Jake rolled the sleeves up of his hoodie, cocking his head to the side, “Whose idea was it again for the four of us to move in together?”
Jay grabbed another box from the trunk, “Ours. Unfortunately, the four of us are inseparable.”
Jake nodded in agreement, “Well, the five of us now.”
Jay tried to not cringe at that fact, he’s still getting used to seeing you and his best friend together.
Jay watched as his friend balanced a few boxes in his arms, the brown material yanking down the collar of his hoodie, revealing the bite mark you left on his shoulder last night.
Jay groaned and rolled his eyes, “Really man?!”
Jake narrowed his eyebrows, clearly confused as to why he was getting snapped at, “Bro, what?”
Jay flicked the tender skin, “Can’t even fucking cover it up?”
Oh, he’s still pissed that I’m fucking his baby sister.
Jake shrugged, “I can’t stop what your sister does during se—“
“No!! Stop!!” Jay quickly snapped, raising his hands up, “I don’t want to talk about your sex life.”
Jake took this opportunity to tease, “Damn, what a shame, too bad you’ll be hearing it instead of talking about it.”
Jay’s face flushed with anger, “We aren’t playing these games, Sim Jaeyun. I’ll kick your ass so fast.”
With a roll of his eyes and a slap on his friend's shoulder, Jake walked past him, “I was only teasing, let’s hurry up and get this stuff inside, I bet Y/N is dying for your cooking.”
Jay pulled the rest of the bags into his hands, following beside his best friend, “When does she not want my cooking?”
“Dude, sometimes it’s all she talks about.”
Your brother chuckled, “She was spoiled with it growing up, plus I’m a damn good cook, what can I say?”
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Admitting the truth
Be honest with God. Pour your heart out. And watch the Father run to you.
Sounds great. Until you actually try to do it.
What makes it hard is that actually doing it admitting the truth, that you don’t have it all together. That you can’t do it on your own. That – no matter what you’ve been telling yourself – you need help.
I know it is for me. And I know I’m not alone.
It’s the reason why so few people go to Reconciliation.
Because we can’t imagine that God would actually welcome us with open arms, if we really were honest. On some level, we feel like God is going to treat us like we would treat us. And we want nothing to do with that.
Which shows how little understanding we have of who God really is.
Again, if you want to know who someone really is, their actions tell you more than their words.
Today’s readings are all about St. Peter. The Prince of the Apostles. And the king of overpromising and underperforming.
The first Apostle to understand who Jesus really was (“you are the Christ, the Son of God”), the same person that Jesus chose to be the first Pope?
Is the same person who took his eyes off Jesus – and failed at walking on the water.
Is the same person who first attacked the people who came to arrest Jesus – and then ran away.
Someone whose lived experience of coming back after his greatest failure, of being honest with Jesus after denying he ever knew Him, shows us what really happens when we are honest with God.
Forgiveness.
Not judgment. Not “I-told-you-so.”
Not condemnation. Not bringing it up later to manipulate you.
Just forgiveness. In all its fullness.
From the heart of the One who has always loved you.
That’s who God really is.
Today’s Readings
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