Alex Larin

@Anastacity Ваш интерес оправдан. Раньше во Франции говорили на каких только языках. Что побудило Людовика 13 и иезуита Решилье выдумать новый общий для всех язык . И что бы он максимально отличался от английского,..., туда добавили массу несуразностей . Все коренные языки под запретом

the next 6 months are going to be incredible

My worldview is simple! I don’t feel threatened by people who see the world differently from me. I don’t need others to share my beliefs for me to feel secure in my own. I judge actions, not labels. Dignity matters... Everyone deserves the space to make their own life choices, just as I expect to make mine, as long as our happiness isn’t built on someone else’s harm. A little understanding and kindness goes further than most people realise.

NASA Artemis passing close to the Moon

@bryan_johnson Oh, really? I often use this practice

I woke up at 4:29 am. Laid in the dark for eleven minutes doing nothing. It might be the healthiest thing I've done all week. Then I measured it.

@Blueprint_Japan @bryan_johnson Perhaps the process of delivering your order has achieved immortality AI support...

It’s fascinating that you’ve found a “home” through your experiences, but the supplements I ordered on March 29th still haven’t found their way to my home. Is my order being stuck in "Preparing for Shipment" another one of those things that brain data can’t quite explain? Your AI support is giving me Zen-like riddles, claiming my order doesn't even exist. Perhaps you should try reconstructing your supply chain with psilocybin as well.

Something happened in the past six months post psilocybin and 5-MeO-DMT that I can't fully explain. The brain data helps but doesn't complete the picture. Feels like a home I didn't know I was looking for. I'm trying to figure out what to do with that now.

@FoMaHun This endless tweet is somehow still too short.🤣

1. Another interesting photo, another curious phenomenon. Last week I made it back to the Great Pyramid of Giza again, and that’s where I captured this marvel. I ended up there again because Hungary is a small country, and from here there’s only one flight a week to Egypt—and even that only goes to Cairo. So even though my destination was somewhere completely different, the only way to get there was through Cairo. So my colleague and I took a walk out to the pyramids. A walk... khm. Part of the story is that we chose accommodation that was supposedly within walking distance of the pyramids—but we didn’t factor in what an average Cairo neighborhood is actually like. But hey, I’m the idiot—what should a city of thirty million look like in a country where the GDP per capita is one-thirtieth of that of the U.S.? You heard that right—one-thirtieth, 1/30! You could even say Egyptians don’t have to worry about GDP, because it hasn’t really been invented there yet. Our host, an elderly Egyptian man, firmly talked us out of walking that 400 meters in the morning—in broad daylight. Hmm? As it turned out, though, he works in the pyramid area and has a gift shop there, so he offered to drive us in the morning. Deal! But what kind of car, good lord? We rattled along in a Peugeot that’s been abused since 1977, bouncing through narrow, unpaved, dirty, dusty streets for that 400 meters from where we were staying to the entrance. And his “gift shop”? Just a few battered tables and chairs we would’ve already thrown out ourselves, set up under a piece of shade cloth held up by some sticks. That damned GDP again. Adventure: my colleague brought a professional laser level with him, and the plan was to just casually carry it into the site. Well, that didn’t work—we almost had it confiscated at the entrance. But the old man saved us. As he put it, he has 7,000 relatives in the city—SEVEN THOUSAND—and he managed to stash the laser device a few meters from the entrance with one of those relatives until the evening. One of the seven thousand. But now let’s finally get to the pyramid! I’m skipping a bunch of parts, otherwise we’ll never get to analyzing the photo. This picture was taken early in the morning from the north side of the Great Pyramid—the entrance side—around 9 o’clock, when the eastern sunlight just barely grazes the surface of the stones. I didn’t notice the phenomenon myself. It’s worth traveling with a sharp-eyed inventor, because they spot things that make you blink in disbelief. Take a good look at this image! My friend says: these are bus stops. I’m like, what? He says: these aren’t stones, they’re bus stops. The Great Pyramid is built out of bus stops. Excuse me? And as I look up, I see it too—each stone has a darker top section, and underneath it’s eroded in such a way that you could actually tuck yourself in there to shelter from rain or sun. Indeed, they’re like little caves—rain shelters or bus stops. Which is interesting, because how does that happen? What kind of natural limestone behaves like that—that no matter how you rotate it, the top is always harder and more weather-resistant, while the bottom is weaker and more crumbly? Of course, we know this isn’t natural limestone. For one, it tastes salty, and for another, Joseph Davidovits already gave (and even filmed) the recipe over twenty years ago. But reality is what it is—this hasn’t quite made it to the awareness level of archaeologists. So there you go—the bus stop effect. It’s actually easy to explain by the settling of the artificial limestone mixture. The crushed natural limestone added into it settles toward the bottom, meaning there’s more binder at the top than below, which causes this kind of cap-like erosion. So, bus stops.

@bryan_johnson so far, however, nature has not come up with anything more reliable and certain than the inevitability of a ghostly death

The strongest case against me is that I've built an identity around not dying so completely that I can no longer evaluate evidence that dying might be acceptable. If survival is the only framework, I have no way to test whether survival is worth it.

@bryan_johnson Did you know that Brian Johnson has his own app?

Guys, I’m an idiot. All this time I’ve spent trying not to die, I had toxic turf in my backyard. Artificial turf contains crumb rubber infill made from recycled tires, which leaches chemicals including PFAS, heavy metals, and polycyclic aromatic hydrocarbons. These compounds are linked to hormone disruption, carcinogenicity, and systemic inflammation. I don’t know how I missed it. It makes me question my basic competence in life. What gets me is that I try so hard to survey the world of potential idiocy. Then I find out there’s a monument to idiocy sitting right in front of my face that I was blind to. I’m removing the turf, yet I’m still stuck with this seemingly unsolvable problem of how to not be an idiot.

@ricokristo @davidasinclair I'm not bothered by numbers because mathematics is the primary substance in the quantum field.🤣

@AlexLarinx @davidasinclair Absolutely incorrect, computers are dumb just 1's and 0's

🤣 It’s funny ‘cause it’s true (PI is head of a lab/principal investigator)

Nobel laureate at a poster session

@ricokristo @davidasinclair Soon, a bunch of robots will be doing this, and we will need to patiently absorb the universal, stable abundance.🤣

@davidasinclair David I want to solve superconductivity at Harvard, I need a lab I will get my Master's degree in Physics and I need like 4 PhD level Physics students to be in the lab doing the research

@jrkelly @Ginkgo @americanwetware I think it should be something like a Roman villa, and the owner's house should be visible from afar. Sun, cooling, and the grander the better.

@AlexLarinx @Ginkgo I’d like to see some more biology experiments in space ! I wonder what would inspire people, maybe @americanwetware has some ideas

Our autonomous lab is getting bigger at @ginkgo ! Now at 70 of our RAC lab robots ! and soon to be 💯. If you are through boston come check it out, can sign up for a tour 👇

@rand_longevity You happen to be a contemporary of Homer, who wrote the Iliad.

I will not die of old age

@kaimicahmills @cryodao @daohydra In our world, every one hundred percent guarantee is a guarantee of death.

soon will announce two flagship research projects for 2026 from both @cryodao and @daohydra (deploying >$500k) 🥶 laying the foundation for the immortality industrial complex; many more to come

the ecosystem grows kaimicahmills.com

he dreams about all this

@bryan_johnson @jakepaul where is this anyway?

experimenting with a new sleep protocol

🤣🤣see where all these RACs are ending up !!

@jrkelly Cool 👍🏻 It would be nice to make them communicate, where one robot could send its product to another robot or come up with the result.

@RichardDawkins In children's books, the entire note is written in parentheses. This method didn't distract me, but rather stimulated me, like the rustling of leaves.

Endnotes are often signalled by little numbers in the text, but I find these distracting. What do you think? In The Genetic Book of the Dead, I pioneered a different system. Each endnote has a key phrase, the phrase which would, under the old system, have borne the little number. It also has the page number on which the phrase occurs. Do you prefer the little numbers? A refinement , which I propose for my next book, is the quarter of the page where the phrase occurs.