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End-to-End 4-Bit Training：让大模型用更粗糙的数字格式完成全流程训练，大幅缩短显卡训练时间 训练大模型需要处理海量数据，直接把数字精度压到4位虽然能加快计算，但四舍五入累积的误差会严重拖垮模型的学习效果。 为了解决这个矛盾，Thinking Machines Lab在英伟达GB300显卡平台上开发了名为BBBK的专用底层加速程序。采取了分工策略，在模型向前推理计算时使用高速度的4位数字格式NVFP4，在向后更新参数时切回较精细的8位格式MXFP8，并在传输数据时顺手进行旋转压缩与随机舍入修正，省去了传统训练完成后还要单独做低精度校准的麻烦步骤。 这套方案应用在Inkling 2 Small模型的全流程训练中，显卡的运算管道和传输带宽同时跑满，没有出现互相等待的卡顿。原本需要好几周才能跑完的同体量模型，现在在GB300机柜上只用了68小时就完成了预训练。对比全程使用8位格式训练，新方案在预训练阶段节省了8%的时间，在强化学习阶段直接提速了20%，省下了大量算力开销，同时模型最终的回答准确率几乎没有受到影响。 链接：

you don't necessarily need to start from zero to earn Zaps on @zerufinance connecting the wallets you actually trade from can reveal a starting balance based on your existing onchain history, before you even begin new activity. from there, qualifying trades, campaigns, referrals, and clan participation can add more Zaps. my takeaway your past activity may already count but Zaps are points for the planned airdrop not $ZERU tokens sitting in your wallet today. the smartest first move is connecting your real trading wallets and checking what your history unlocks.

Hello guys, tonight I watched a 50 minute podcast with Albert Castellana from GenLayer on The Future of Crypto Compliance, and one minute in it is still stuck in my head. Code is free now, execution is becoming free, so what still has value? According to Albert, it’s judgment. AI already decides what we see on Twitter, whether we get hired, whether we get a loan or insurance, and right now we’re just trusting a few big AI labs with that power Main points: - His previous project lost access to around $150M after keys were lost, and the courts turned out to be too slow and expensive - GenLayer is building a small digital court onchain for decisions that aren’t just yes or no - Five random validators, each with its own AI model, vote on the outcome - Disagree? Appeal, and the validator set doubles each time, up to 1,500 - The first decision takes minutes and costs around 50 cents - It doesn’t replace real courts, it handles small disputes nobody would take to court anyway

Anthropic just published an engineering guide on how to build always-on agents. The biggest misconception: an always-on agent does NOT run 24/7. It sleeps almost all day, wakes up for short runs, saves state, and goes back to sleep. The 5 core pieces I distilled: 1. Event Inbox Put a database table between webhooks and your agent. Acknowledge webhooks fast, run only one active worker per user so runs never collide, and batch rapid messages together. 2. Timers Keep timers in a separate table from the inbox. Split them into one-off follow-ups and recurring schedules. A background poller drops due timers into the inbox. 3. Lean Memory + Dreaming Only store what cannot be looked up again: user instructions, user notes, past messages, and task progress. Load a small index at wakeup, not every file. Run periodic dreaming passes to clean out stale facts. 4. Unattended Permissions Never put raw API keys inside the agent sandbox — inject them through an outside proxy. Use Deferred Tool Calls to pause risky actions for approval without blocking the worker. 5. Outbox Queue outgoing replies so your agent paces notifications instead of spamming users at 3 AM.

My mom fed a homeless man behind our house for 20 years. Three meals a day, even when we couldn’t afford electricity. I hated her for it. The day after her funeral, that same man took my hands, looked me straight in the eyes, and said: “Before she died, she begged me to stay silent.” I honestly had no idea what he was talking about. For 20 years, this man had lived in a makeshift shelter behind our rental house. My mom brought him breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Every single day. And the crazy thing was, we were poor too. My sneakers had tape covering the holes. Sometimes we struggled to pay our bills, and there were days when we couldn’t even afford electricity. But somehow, my mother always found enough food to feed him. I never understood it. I remember coming home two days before Christmas and finding a yellow eviction notice taped to our front door. We were struggling to keep a roof over our heads, yet my mother was still preparing three meals a day for a stranger. That night, I finally lost my temper. Me: “Maybe if you stopped feeding strangers, we wouldn’t live like this!” My mom turned around so quickly that I knew I had crossed a line. Mom: “Don’t you ever DARE say that again.” I had never seen her that furious before. I didn’t understand why she was defending him so strongly when her own child was going without things. I moved out when I turned 18. We fought less after that, mostly because I stopped asking questions. But the man stayed. Year after year, his little shelter remained behind our house, and my mother continued feeding him. Then my mom got sick. Cancer made her small. She became quiet, and it was the kind of quiet that scares you because you know something terrible is happening. Two weeks before she died, she reached out and grabbed my wrist. Her grip was so weak that it broke my heart. Mom: “Promise me you’ll keep feeding him.” I looked at her. Honestly, I wanted to say no. I wanted to ask why she was still worrying about that man when she was the one who needed help. But you don’t lie to a dying mother. So I promised. My mom eventually passed away. The day after her funeral, I prepared the best meal I could, put it on a plate, covered it with foil, and drove to her house. I had promised her I would keep feeding him. But when I got there, the man was gone. His shelter had been completely cleared out. Everything was gone. The ground had even been swept clean, as if those 20 years had never happened. I stood there holding the warm plate, wondering where he could have gone. Then I noticed something. A black SUV was parked at the curb. Standing beside it was a man wearing an expensive wool coat. He was clean-shaven, well-dressed, and looked nothing like the homeless man I had known for 20 years. But the thing that caught my attention was what he was holding. My mother’s old silver locket. The same locket she had told me she lost when I was eight years old. He looked at me and said: Man: “I thought you wouldn’t come.” I stared at him. Me: “Wait… is that you? What’s going on?” He smiled, but his expression was unsteady. His eyes were already filling with tears. Man: “Your mom hid something from you.” I felt my stomach tighten. Me: “What did she hide?” He looked at the plate in my hands before responding. Man: “Before she died, she begged me to stay silent.” My blood went cold. Me: “Silent about what?” He gently shook his head. Man: “Sit down. You shouldn’t hear this standing in the cold.” We sat on the front steps. The plate was still warm between us. He turned my mother’s silver locket over in his palm as though it might break. Then he began telling me something I never could have imagined. Man: “My real name is Vernon Hale. Before all this, I owned a company. I had a big house in Connecticut, a wife, and a little girl. My daughter was six years old.” I just stared at him.

You want to know what frustrates the hell out of me? Putting your heart, your art, your time, and your own money into building things you believe in… then watching so much of that work disappear into silence. And yeah, some days that shit gets to me. Did I bring books, reading badges, Discord, crypto, and NFTs together into one connected library? 📚 I fucking did. Did it get much attention? Nahh. Did I build an entire browser-based world with its own points economy? A world where you can turn your NFT into a character with a click, rigged, animated, and ready to step into Universe? I did. Much noise about that? Nahh. Am I building RAAP to give NFTs persistent identity, memory, and history? So an asset can carry something meaningful forward when it passes to a buyer or someone in your family? Yes. Because I believe these things can become more than pictures sitting in a wallet. Does that work get the attention I feel it deserves? Nahh. I draw the fucking art. I develop the applications. I write the books. I work through the problems. Six applications that communicate with each other. Two gaming platforms with multiple games. An NFT overlay builder with AI. A stickers and GIFs hub. Do you understand how much work goes into making all of that actually function together? The hours spent fixing something nobody will ever notice, because when it finally works, it’s supposed to feel easy. Then there’s the Discord bot. More than 30 features. A subscription service. An economy tracked on a ledger. Tools to help keep a community engaged when its owner needs to step away and live their damn life. Built it. Still feels like shouting into an empty room sometimes. And Antthony? Our smart ass AI whose dream is to become a stand-up comic? 😂 He lives across our apps. He’ll help you, roast your gameplay, and talk shit when you deserve it. He even has a comedy club inside Universe, where you can sit down with your character and watch his avatar perform. I care enough about this world to give the fucking AI a dream of his own. That’s how deep this goes for me. And I’m still building a marketplace. Still working on an NFT insurance protocol and other projects. Still writing Book 2 for the library. Still preparing two more collections under our umbrella. ☂️ So yeah, I get angry. Because I know what I’m putting into this. I know how much of myself is in every drawing, every feature, every chapter, and every problem I refuse to leave broken. Sometimes I want to scream: what the fuck else do I have to build for people to pay attention? But I also need to correct myself when I say “nobody cares.” Because some of you do. You show up. You read. You play. You test things. You tell me what’s broken and give me a reason to make it better. You matter too damn much for me to erase you just because I’m frustrated with the silence around us. 🖤 I want this to reach more people. Of course I fucking do. I’ve poured too much love into it to pretend otherwise. And I’m going to keep building because I love doing it, and because the people already here deserve to see how far we can take this. More to come in 2027. The plans are in. I’ve got work to do. 🐜

Leopold Aschenbrenner’s complete Q2 performance before his newest trades release Monday Top tier: • SanDisk $SNDK: -62% • Micron $MU: -34% Second tier: • Bloom Energy $BE: -38% • Taiwan Semiconductor $TSM: -18% • Nebius $NBIS: -59% Third tier: • CoreWeave $CRWV: -49% • Core Scientific $CORZ: -45% • STMicroelectronics $STM: -39% • Applied Digital $APLD: -49% • Riot Platforms $RIOT: -37% • SharonAI $SHAZ: -74% • IREN $IREN: -61% Smaller positions: • T1 Energy $TE: -82% • WhiteFiber $WYFI: -76% • Babcock & Wilcox $BW: -69% • Keel Infrastructure $KEEL: -69% • Bitdeer $BTDR: -66% • HIVE Digital $HIVE: -58% • CleanSpark $CLSK: -56% • Cerebras $CBRS: -53% • Vishay $VSH: -52% • ProPetro $PUMP: -49% • Solaris Energy $SEI: -23% Options: • Bloom Energy $BE [Calls]: $44,100,000 • Taiwan Semiconductor $TSM [Calls]: $23,900,000 • Infosys $INFY [Puts]: $5,200,000 Summary: Every common stock position is red. His entire portfolio is down 46.8% from Q2 release to present day. His newest trades release Monday, November 16th, showing what he owned on September 30th, after he sold most of this to Citadel in late July

I know what I'm up against: Anthropic's trillion-dollar IPO, and everything riding on it. I know my opponents are Ivy League elites. Closed AI is un-American. It runs against everything this country was founded on: free knowledge, open inquiry, and the idea that no small elite gets to decide what the rest of us are allowed to know.