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---
language:
- en
license: apache-2.0
tags:
- text-generation-inference
- transformers
- unsloth
- llama
- trl
- llama3
base_model: aloobun/CosmicBun-8B
---
# CosmicBun-8B-DPO
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> "Arthur, he's dead!" I cried.
>
> "Yes, of course he is," Arthur said numbly. He was staring with wide, haunted eyes at the wrecked receiver. "Gorrel listened to a colossal mind, a super-brain of space that didn't want him eavesdropping on it, and that ordered him to destroy the receiver and then die."
>
> "A super-brain of space?" I exclaimed, "But what — where —" "
>
> ARTHUR stumbled to a window, flung it open and pointed up. with a trembling hand at the starry, sky.
>
> "It's up there!" he cried, and as he saw by my dazed stare that I did not understand, he added fiercely, "Didn't you see that the last wavelength Gorrel listened to, the thought-waves of the super-brain, was exactly .001 Angstroms? The exact wave-length of cosmic rays!"
>
> "Cosmic rays?" I cried. "Then cosmic rays are really the thought waves of the super-brain? But they can't be — it's been proved that cosmic rays emanate from the stars of our galaxy."
>
> "They do!" Arthur cried. "But the stars are only atoms in larger space, and in that larger space the star-atoms could combine to form living matter, thinking matter, couldn't they?
>
> "Our galaxy, a mass of star-atoms gathered together into living, thinking matter — our galaxy is the superbrain!"
*Short-Wave Madness, by Robert Castle.* |