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(it didn’t want to let me go until I was finished)
Dream a Little Dream
Chapter 1
Elliott/gn!Sunshine, rating: g, words:508
Read it on Ao3
tagging: @sealriously-sealrious, @pchberrytea, @zozo-01 (thanks for your interest in the snippets 💖)
Late afternoon sun streams through the giant rose window, set high in the white stone wall. It scatters a kaleidoscope of colour over the cathedral. It paints watercolour rainbows over the assembled congregation, the royals and the celebrities and the who’s who of the world. And it bathes the couple at the altar in a warm blushing light, adds its blessings to that of the mitred and robed officiant, intoning the ancient words over the newlyweds-to-be.
“Mawage,” the bishop proclaims, “is wot bwings us together today. Mawage, that blessed awangement, that dweam wifin a dweam
Seriously?” a voice from just behind them interrupts, and the scene freezes to the sound of a record scratch.
“I can’t believe The Princess Bride predicted Inception.” They turn to find Elliott standing on the steps, in t-shirt, jeans, and ubiquitous beanie.
“Damn, Sunshine. First of all, you look stunning,” his gaze roams over them, his lopsided smile widening, brightening, the longer he looks. “Just, wow.”
The compliment acknowledged with a dip of their head, he continues, mock-serious, “Second, do we need to talk?”
“Why would we need to talk?” they ask, eyes wide, guileless. “Because my dreaming mind is marrying me off to my fictional pixel boyfriend in a massive church wedding?”
The innocence they are affecting is undercut by the slight upward curl of their lip, as they continue, sincerity laid on too thickly to be believable, “Or because, as my best friend, you are obviously in place as my best man?”
“Which, by the way,” they point a finger at him, up-down and back up, head nodding along with the gesture, “you are tragically underdressed for.”
He rolls his eyes, huffs a laugh, formalwear wrapping itself around him with a flick of his fingers. “Let's go with both.”
They hum - half-approval, half-thoughtful - and take a step towards him. “I mean, there’s nothing stopping you from objecting at the appropriate moment.”
“Telling the entire congregation that I can’t marry him because you love me.” They take another step. “And that you’re pretty sure I love you too.”
They take a third step, and he gathers them into his waiting arms. “There is that,” he agrees.
Leaning in, lips brushing against his, they whisper, “And then we run off into the sunset?”
He smiles into the kiss. Eyes closed, they don’t see the white stone and coloured glass begin to spin. It turns, whirls, blurs together around them, then finally falls away like a fur coat, dramatically shed, leaving them standing on a green-grassed cliff, overlooking a western ocean, the sun hanging low in the sky.
“You know,” he says, after a moment, pulling away just enough to watch the sunlight play over the planes of their face, “I’m pretty sure this is a Julia Roberts movie.”
“Hm,” they consider this for a moment, then break into a grin. “Or you’re Shrek.”
“Oof. Wow.” His hand flies up to his chest, mock-protecting his wounded pride. “Rude.”
“Hey now, they had a very successful relationship.” His Sunshine just laughs, and pulls him back to them. “C’mere.”
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toptechfacts · 4 years
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POCO X3 Specification, Price, Review
Key Specs:
16.94 cm (6.67 inch) Full HD+ Display
6 GB RAM | 64 GB ROM | Expandable Upto 512 GB
64MP + 13MP + 2MP + 2MP | 20MP Front Camera
6000 mAh Lithium-ion Polymer Battery
Qualcomm Snapdragon 732G Processor
Display and Camera:
At first, we are starting with the display, Xiaomi POCO X3 has a 6.67 inch full HD display. Which have a resolution of 2400 x 1080 pixel. The X3 has an aspect ratio of 20:9 with a 395ppi pixel density. It has a punch-hole display camera and a fully bezel-less screen protected with Corning® Gorilla® Glass 5.
The rear side of the smartphone has a quad camera, the Primary camera is 64MP f/1.89 and featured with Sony IMX682.the second one is a 13MP f/2.2 ultra-wide-angle camera, 2MP f/2.4 macro camera lens another 2MP f/2.4 depth sensor lens, and a flashlight The rear camera equipped with some photography and videography features.
Photography Features:
AI SkyScaping 3.0
New photo filters: cyberpunk, gold vibes, black ice
6 long exposure modes
AI photo clones
Timed burst
Pro mode
Night mode
Document mode 2.0
AI scene detection
Google Lens
AI Beautify
AI portrait mode
Movie frame
AI dynamic studio
Video Features:
Kaleidoscope video
Video Pro mode
Support LOG format
ShootSteady Video
Video macro mode
AI Beautify video
Movie frame
Vlog mode
4K video recording 30fps
1080p video recording 30fps
720p video recording 30fps
Slow-motion video with 960fps 720P, 240fps 720P, 120fps 720P/1080P
Processor:
Xiaomi POCO X3 has Qualcomm® Snapdragon™ 732G chipset which powered by an 8nm octa-core processor with up to 2.3 GHz. It has 618 Adreno GPU. Qualcomm® kryo 470 CPU ensures your smooth gameplay.
Battery, Storage and Connectivity:
The X3 has a Built-In non-removable lithium-ion polymer battery with 6000mAh, USB Type-C reversible connector port it Supports 33W fast charge.
Xiaomi Poco X3 has 64GB internal storage which can be expanded up to 512GB. it has LPDDR4X RAM. Note that actual available memory may vary due to various factors. As the operating system occupies a portion of the RAM, the actual available memory is less than stated. As the phone comes with pre-installed applications, the actual storage size is smaller than stated.
The device supports 4G VOLTE and it has Hybrid SIM slot, nano-SIM + nano-SIM or microSD. Supports Bluetooth 5.1.

Summary:
Poco X3 smartphone was launched on 22nd September 2020. The Poco X3 runs Android 10 and is powered by a 6000mAh battery. The Poco X3 supports proprietary fast charging. The Poco X3 runs MIUI 12 based on Android 10 and packs 64GB of inbuilt storage that can be expanded via microSD card. The Poco X3 measures 165.30 x 76.80 x 9.40mm (height x width x thickness) and weighs 215.00 grams. It was launched in Cobalt Blue, Black and Shadow Grey colors.
As of 15th October 2020, Poco X3 price in India starts at Rs. 16,999.
POCO X3 Pros and Cons:
Pros:
33w fast charging
Type c port
6000mAh battery
Snapdragon 732G
Cons:
Plastic back
X2 had Gorilla Glass On Both The Front And Back
X3 is a good choice if you don't mind the Plastic Back , and with moderate usage this phone battery will last you about 2 days.

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boyswanna-be-her · 7 years
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goretober: eyes
“For fuck’s sake, Jeff, put the glasses back on before somebody sees you.”
I hate the way my voice hisses but it gets the job done and Jeff fumbles to push the sunglasses back up the bridge of his nose. I do a quick sweep around the restaurant and nobody seems to have seen what I just saw.
I mean. Shit. There’s no way that I even saw what I just saw. So for now I’m not going to try and deal with it. But I do have to be back at work in--oh, Christ--forty minutes.
“What do you want me to do with this information?” I ask.
I spot our server before Jeff has a chance to answer and I flag her down as politely and urgently as possible. In a voice that I struggle to keep businesslike, I order a whiskey double. Yes, neat.
“What do you mean what do I want you to do?” Jeff asks. So, he’s still as useless as he was the last time I saw him face to face. What a plot twist.
I picture what’s sitting behind those mirror-tint aviators and shiver, instinctively fighting it, trying not to show it because I don’t want Jeff to know that I’m creeped out.
That’s right. I’m worried about hurting this guy’s feelings. The person who texted me abruptly and begged for lunch in the middle of my work week, only to show up with his… freaky bug eyes. Whatever it is I just saw.
I’m going to be talking about this hallucination in therapy for months, and I’m the one worrying about making him uncomfortable.
“I mean, isn’t this something you ought to be talking to your family about?” I say, desperately trying to set boundaries weeks too late, as usual. “Or, I don’t know…”
“I don’t have anybody. I don’t know who to call.” He shakes his head as he says it.
I lose control of my mind and the image of his eyes flashes back into my imagination. Do you think those bug eyes can even cry now?
Fuck, fuck. Don’t think this shit.
Jeff is looking at me like I’m his last hope on earth.
Fuck. I know full well that Jeff has no goddamned friends in town. That’s half the reason I ended up hooking up with him in the first place and one hundred percent of the reason why I terminated things pretty quickly from there. I could tell I was going to be nothing but a security blanket to this half-grown kid. Maybe that sounds frosty--and maybe it is--but I like to tell myself I was doing the best thing for both of us.
Kid like this needs friends--not a fuck buddy from hell like me.
The waitress arrives with my bottom shelf whiskey. I let her get a few paces away and throw my stupid shifty eyes all around the room to make sure no one is watching before I throw back the enormous shot and gulp it in one go, conspicuous as fuck.
I don’t bother trying to look cool. I suck down sweet tea to wash away the paint thinner taste until I can no longer feel the burn in my throat.
Fuck you Jeff. Fuck this freaky bullshit.
How am I going to go back and write website copy in 36 minutes from now? My sites-per-hour rate is going to be in the absolute garbage today. As usual, another stupid boy costs me money.
“Francis? Will you please say something?”
“The fuck is it like?” I ask desperately.
Or rather, the big shot of whiskey that kicked in just in time asks. The voice doesn’t even sound like me.
Jeff snorts and shakes his head and for the first time since he met me in this grimy sushi hellhole, I remember why I slept with him in the first place. When he’s not so busy being insecure and getting in his own way, he can be kind of cute.
When I broke it off, I thought, Someday somebody’s gonna break his heart and give him some real angst. I wish he’d call me then.
Well, the human being across from me just lowered his sunglasses to reveal a pair of bug eyes--or alien eyes or… who the fuck knows? I’m not drunk enough for this.
But I do know that whatever it is, Jeff has a real reason to angst now.
There’s no way I’m gonna fall for this particular broken boy though. Christ. What a nightmare.
“Would you believe me if I said it was absolutely exquisite?” Jeff asks. I’ve already forgotten that I asked a question.
“No fucking way.”
“It’s lovely. It’s… I don’t know how to even begin to explain.”
His posture sags and one corner of his mouth crooks up. It sounds like he’s talking about the love of his life--not some inexplicable mutation or morph-ation or whatever it is that he says has been slowly transforming his human eyes into segmented, multifaceted insect eyes over the course of two weeks as he fretted about it, alone in his depressing apartment.
He hasn’t shaved in a few days and he looks exceptionally tired. He has no right to look this good right now. It’s so weird that this is suddenly doing it for me. What the fuck is my damage.
“Do you see a million of me right now?”
I wave my hand a few inches from his face and Jeff jolts backwards. “Please don’t do that.”
“My bad.”
“No. It’s not like movies. It’s more like seeing a pixelated screen.”
“Christ. I’m picturing Minecraft. Please tell me I’m wrong.”
“You’re completely wrong,” he says, tilting his head back. “It’s like everything I see is a painting. Things don’t flow together the way they did before, and I find myself… pulling back. Does that make sense?”
I shake my head, no. “That’s okay, though.”
“I’m seeing the world differently--”
“Yeah, no shit--”
“I don’t mean the eyes. It forces my brain to work in another way--like it’s building a whole new structure in there. I feel like these entirely new parts of my mind are lighting up and growing to compensate for… whatever it is that’s happening. I feel better than I did before.”
Does he seriously kind of have a boner for this? Gross.
“Then what’s the problem?”
“What if someone finds out? What if they want to study me? What if--if there’s something wrong with me, Francis?”
Oh Jeff, baby, you’re a white boy at a landlocked sushi joint with a dating app hookup who ended it after three goes and occasionally sends you a pity LOL when you pester me with memes via text. There’s plenty wrong with you even before the bug eyes enter the equation.
Fuck. Whiskey makes me such an asshole.
“Does it hurt?” I ask, veering off topic wildly because I know my lunch hour is ticking down and this particular brand of hallucination is at least more entertaining than the weird half-buzzed dissociating I’m sure I’m going to be doing at my desk all afternoon.
He winces. “It didn’t at first.”
Shit. I didn’t expect him to say it hurt. Goddamn it, I’m starting to care about this.
“But they’re growing. I think. It’s hard to tell. I don’t know if I’m being a hypochondriac or if they’re really starting to bulge more than a normal human eye would. I feel… enormous pressure in my head. And sometimes it’s like theres--like there’s something--I don’t know--moving and I started taking decongestants a few days ago. It’s really hard for me to focus my eyes on an image of… my eyes. You know?”
I nod stupidly. Of course I have no clue. Did he say there is something moving in his fucking skull?
“Do you want me to… check if I think they’re bulging?” I gulp sweet tea as if steeling myself for this. I hate to admit to myself that I kind of want to see them again.
He shrugs and sighs and obviously wants to say yes but doesn’t want to admit that he wants it.
Fuck, this is exactly like our first hookup. I hate this fucking asshole.
“OK, let me look.”
“You seriously don’t have to.”
On that first night, I ended up telling him, “I’m not going to beg you to suck your cock.”
I contemplate saying the same thing today but I’m pretty sure he’s distracted enough not to remember.
“Whatever, I know I don’t have to. Just let me see.”
I lean over the table, careful not to dip my tie in the tiny bowl of soy sauce, and Jeff leans in too. He lowers the glasses to rest on the tip of his nose and tilts his head up just so.
He’s got skin like a fucking marble statue, I think for a split second before I remember the problem at hand.
Closer, here in the light, the eyes look less like a dark, terrifying void. Or maybe it’s just that I’m semi-prepared to see them this time, now that I know what I’m getting into. Or maybe it’s that I’m halfway into talking myself into blowing him again, just for the hell of it.
The eyes sit in his sockets just like a normal human eye would. But instead of the white sclera, the corneas, the pupils--all the normal jazz we know and love about the windows of the soul, staring out from his smooth, pale skin are two eyes the texture of a housefly’s.
Under the buzzing suspended light, their surface bursts and spirals out into fluorescent kaleidoscopic patterns, glittering in an oilslick rainbow. I’m torn between thinking of my sister’s most coveted nail polish named, aptly, “Demon Unicorn Shit,” and my own memory of the last time someone talked me into thinking that dropping acid would be a fun Thursday night activity.
They’re kind of lovely, I think. Christ, I could slap myself.
When Jeff blinks over them, it looks painful and clearly takes a lot of effort. His blink is slow and audible, like the sound of someone with drymouth parting their lips. I shiver again and he notices, sitting back and pushing the sunglasses quickly back up the bridge of his nose.
Oh god, he’s so damaged. I’m absolutely going to end up getting involved in this shit. I could hang myself.
“Sorry,” he says. “It’s disgusting.”
I snort and shake my head. “I was actually thinking they were kind of pretty.”
“Francis, don’t tease me,” he says, shaking his head and sounding miserable.
“I really was. Thinking they weren’t so scary, I mean. I wouldn’t pull your leg right now.”
He won’t look up at me.
“What am I going to do?”
Christ, he’s pitiful. The whiskey is sitting warm at the base of my skull. The whiskey says, Weren’t you just slumping in your beige cube, wishing that life would hand you an adventure--even if it was a terrible one?
Aren’t you dying for something different, even if it’s gruesome?
I let the whiskey do what it wants for a moment, slipping my nice leather shoe forward under the booth table, sliding our bare ankles together.
Cool relief floods my chest when my skin meets the warm skin of another human. I don’t know what I’d expected. Tarantula hair? Spiny barbs? An exoskeleton?
No, this is pathetic, sweet Jeff. Not some overgrown housefly. It’s Jeff who needs my help. Me. Specifically, Francis.
I sigh and put my hand face up on the table. Jeff doesn’t understand at first, and by the tilt of his head, I can tell he’s looking from my palm to my eyes and then back again. I wiggle my fingers in a completely un-suave way of enticing him.
After a moment, he understands and slips his palm over mine. I grasp his hand, warm and dry, and look at my own reflection in his sunglasses.
I realize that I’m not going back to work and wonder when, exactly, I made that decision.
Maybe I didn’t make the decision. Maybe I just know better than to fight it when I can feel my entire life changing because I decided not to ghost this guy today. Maybe it’s the manic thrill of finding a new and novel way to fuck everything up.
I should drop him at the ER and run in the opposite direction. I should call out sick and check myself into an ER.
And instead, I’m about to pick up the check for sushi and… Damn it, this isn’t even my adventure. I didn’t work this hard to be a fucking sidekick.
“Everything’s gonna be OK, Jeff.” My voice doesn’t belong to me. It’s strong and cool like an ancient river. “We’ll figure this thing out.”
I swallow hard and flag the server down for another double with my free hand.
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r-times-blog · 7 years
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Terra Incognita : an exposition of the Art School of Nancy
           When we enter in the Gallery of the Art School of Nancy, we enter in a place completely different from what we know as engineers: a special world where life is showed with video game sequences, photos, audio tracks, TVs, e-mails or urine samples.
           The famous video game Skyrim is a part of a desire to show the digital art, how a pixel assembly can create a virtual life: as close to a realistic graphical life as an unrealistic life of a medieval warrior. Moreover, this video game is used in an endless research of the game borders: a character constantly run toward the east, without any obstacle, in a landscape without a single trace of life, in order that we wonder if it would have a hypothetic end for his alienating walk.
           By walking in a dark room, we stand in front of four TVs showing the movie Star Wars with lyrics of the song Poetry Reading, a new audio-visual media which confuses our eyes which fail to focus on a single point: the centre of the media is no longer the centre of the picture, and our eye must choose between the four TVs. How is it possible watching a movie divided in four pictures? How is it possible for us to enjoy a movie with this kaleidoscopic media?
           Following, a vast room shows in its corner the horror of the war in Israel: several photos of house roofs destroyed by bombing in order that inhabitants leave their home are the testimony of an engaged art. How could we keep a stiff upper lip in front of so much inhumanity?
           These are only few works of art of a gallery which has changed for a few minutes our way to think our world and open our mind to diversity, to another view of life.
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