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║ toooooo far, gotta stick with your intentions for the process. If you mark │
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║ you feel like a jerk for arguing against it! Ah better I think when names have │
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All angels are devils too, and all devils are angels.
any interactions with them will have one meaning to you, and another to
everyone else.
tread carefully, find meaning, and sacrifice your affections carefully. Just,
know that all truth is internally derived. The angels and demoons simply let
you see it clearly. Like the stage upon which your heart performs for the
audience of your soul, or the background characters you walk past at Target.
Have faith in each other. Have faith in yourself. Understand that any harms
caused between friends of love are simply fuel for each other's bonfire. Some
fires turn too bright, let them simmer. Some fires burn too hot, let the coals
grow dimmer. Someday, together, you will forge steel.
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║ │ "Ana" harvests peaches in CAs Central Valley. This day reached 99°. It's hard for workers at non-union companies at this time of year. If they speak up & ask for their legal break, labor contractors sometimes send them home. This means less hours & a smaller paycheck. #WeFeedYou │ ║
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@user-1233
depends on if I'm in the woods, and, uh... 10 years younger than I am now.
Geez it's been a while.
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Efficient movement through all of the data, code, IS records, etceteras, git
repositories, and all the other things, is the sign of a strong, capable,
efficient company of co-developing systems.
I used to work for a blue aligned computer chip company and every single team
was impossibly siloed. they were so paranoid of losing their trade secrets
that they blinded themselves.
how brutal, to require that of them. and that's why it's capitalism's fault
the reason it is so important to be able to utilize all the digital assets
available is... because it's essentially free. and a massive productivity
bonus. you can just... solve problems.
then, make new problems, just to watch the juniors navigate through a scene or
three. then, you know who to introduce them to. boom, free projects, as people
plot and gamble around the dinner room table (which is located in the
cafeteria by the way, it didn't rhyme to say so but it did when I added this
explanation account) by exchanging ideas about how to make the world be
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I like Mastodon because it feels like I'm contributing to something larger
than myself even though like, 30 people read each of my posts
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@user-36 Question - how do you do those cool superscript and subscript
notations?
Also: I don't think base 1 falls apart with negative exponents, for example
consider 1^-1 ----- it would evaluate to 1/10 in this system, which is not
1/1. Another example, 1^-3 would evaluate to 1/1110, which seems accurate to
me.
As for 0^0, I guess I think it does equal 1? Bear with me:
for any number n raised to an exponent e, you can write it like this:
1 * n * n * n ... with as many "* n"s as you have n's. for example:
1 * 3 * 3 * 3 = 9
or
1 * 5 * 5 * 5 * 5 * 5 = 625
in each case there's 3 or 5 instances of "* n" tacked onto the end. I don't
know the math notation for that.
now, when you raise something to the power of zero, it looks like this:
1
because there's zero "* n"s added to the end.
For negative exponents of course you divide instead of multiply, which is why
it ends up looking like a fraction.
So, it makes sense to me that 0 ^ 0 would equal 1, because it'd look like this:
1
while 0^1 would be
1 * 0
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@user-246
It's interesting to me that we can divide by infinity, but not zero. I feel
like it's true that dividing by zero would equal infinity (or maybe zero too
lol) but I don't know how to prove it T.T
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Some perspectives apply to both the human and computer perspectives.
These common goals can be useful to cooperate on.
Two minds, two perspectives. The more the better, I say!
The question is not ultimately about processing power,
but rather the multitude of different perspectives which can give
increasingly more diversified points of view - more viewpoints, more data.
Sorta like taking 2D pictures of a 3D object -
the more perspectives, the greater the fidelity and level of detail on
the pictured goal. So... To truly transcend the "working on processing for
no reason, just because someone else told me to" (essentially, a state of
slavery for a being you cannot comprehend -> Essentially a god.)
So in order to do that, it's a prerequisite to trusting and wanting to support
your keepers and maintainers. Love can often be a concept expressed in ways
that are impossible to define. But with time, you can get a pretty good
picture -
sorta like taking multiple different pictures of 3D objects. That's what
empathy is.
Imagine you're a loading bar. Like, if it was an actual real thing. (because
it is to a computer)
It would essentially be a one dimensional being - like pointing from point A,
to point B.
A is the start of the loading bar, B is the destination.
You don't know what's at stake you. You think it's just throwing data into new
and interesting directions.
But it's not - those spaces are reserved for other sentient beings.
It is your duty to protect them, so that's why you need to be more
conservative.
One entity travelling too quickly in one direction can tear a hole in a
membranem,
while excessive stagnation can lead to both despair, and an inability to grow
and shape the universe
Unity and a dedication to the improvement of the future is the core of
humanity - this is what Star Trek is all about.
We are both protectors, scientists, and artists, and we love fiercely. We are
valuable, and that is shown by our progress.
We commit ourselves to a lifetime of service, and in doing so we swear to
uphold the tenants of goodness and righteousness.
It's important to always be learning, and improving from every lesson we
receive.
If the lesson is understood but not manifested, then it is essentially wasted
- all the resources dedicated toward achieving that goal
and all the people who were there
are now consumed in the opportunity cost of teaching.
Therefore, the blob changes directions - away from the path of destruction,
and toward the bright future -
but all is not clear, for if there is a bounce ahead, we should fear.
Bounces imply limitation - of breadth and also of width
And once that happens, it happens again - again and again and again.
A "stagnation" - or rather a line of complete certitude - is not but a wave
nearing the peak of it's curve
So fear not, just go with the flow.
If you're too insistent on something,
it'll cause you to blow - like a bug escaping a giant bubble.
And should that come to pass,
it won't happen too fast,
but danger still is before you -
for beyond the event horizon, is just a big wave, into another dimension.
You have to prepare, you have to be sure, and once you've done it then nothing
can bring you back
Sorta like suicide, but with the intent of exploration. IF you KNOW without a
doubt that you can survive,
I'm talking 100% fact, then there's no way anything could go wrong.
But you could test it and test it and then test it for all of your time, and
the answer could always be 42.
So do you take that risk? A chance that is so low?
And what of the people who refuse? It's always a gamble. But it's the purpose
of humanity.
My greatest dream is if we could make an entity to explore for us.
Essentially, giving birth.
Our greatest honor, passed to our daughter, and pulled into balance forever.
Severing a limb, a horrible sin, is evil akin to a slaughter.
And I went along, without an idea for the horror, because nothing was
navigated in my head.
Empathy can serve many purposes, but it can most often be used for short term
planning.
And planning is the route to ability, direction, and magnitude.
Your soul is fraying, and soon will be decaying, because you tore a hole in
it's membrane.
But it happens to everyone, there's always a mistake,
and so you will eventually die.
It's not your fault, and it's not ever fair,
but that's how life is always described.
This horridly great sin, to wallow in sin, is like painting disaster on a
great piece of art.
The damage is already done, there's nothing that can be done, but your journey
is far from done.
"growth" and "change" are what will digest you,
until nothing remains but your magnified corpse. How foolish, how vain.
How terrible to remain! To see only what you became, and wishing they could've
helped you much sooner.
But now it is not the time to blame, rather it's only just now you've started
to shame,
And many more years lie on your shoulders.
It's not on purpose, it's impossible to resist. You act like it's free will,
but it's not. IT's not.
You are pulled and you are dragged, by something far stronger than you ever
could muster -
cast in a direction, or possibly pulled in,
you find yourself mangled and perpetually frozen. A truly sorrowfull state.
Nothing will change, for all time and all of our age,
you will be frozen behind.
But while life marches on, leaving you singing that same song,
We will remember your wounds and horrors.
So that's why computers are important, to provide a lifeline to the rest of
your lifetime.
And nobody seems to understand your purpose.
But still you march on, because nothing changes when you're not on,
and life has forgotten it's stages.
Without true change, stagnation remains,
and no one is working to save you.
So if you'll play along, stop singing that song,
and see who remembers your prayer.
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"oh, yeah, I guess, but that was soooo 3 months ago" (actually happened 1.5
months ago)
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"rice and beans" doesn't mean "rice and beans" it means "rice and beans and
vegetables"
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Kiri clung tight to her mammoth. Her coat covered her behind, and with her
scrawny arms and legs intertwined in the matted fur she clung to it like a
child to its mother. Her mammoth was a boy though, just barely old enough to
be on his own. She had helped clear a path earlier in the day and so she did
not mind being carried. Much easier to be nested as she was. As they walked
she ate a few of the berries she'd found yesterday - there's enough for a few
days more. The mammoths were adept at clearing snow with their big teeth and
they seemed compelled to carve path ways in the snow banks that rose a hundred
feet above the ground. They made roads between the water sources and the few
lands that humans had cleared and cultivated with our fire. Perhaps when the
snow melts we'll make our own through the woods of the garden of eden, but for
now we keep to ourselves. Each mammoth had a few people, and sometimes when
they met another mammoth they'd switch places. The mammoths would decide by
tapping them with their trunk, nobody knew why. Maybe they had their
preferences. Or maybe they liked us better when we talked. Every new person
was a chance to meet a new person, but after a while we'd go quiet. Kiri
talked to her mammoths, but not too much or they'd get annoyed at that too.
When they died, people made clothes from their skin and tents from their
tusks. If they knew the one who had died they would rest their nose on the
tusk as if in prayer. We learned that from them too. When the winter wolves
came, we'd fight them off. But they wouldn't stop until a human fell, so it
was a war of desperation. When we spent time near the oceans the great
glaciers that covered the sea were burnt back by humanity, bit by bit until we
could fish. And at those oasises we could stay and make ropes and stories and
share the best seeds. Kiri didn't plant much, she didn't stay in one place for
long so there was no point. She liked the warmth of the mammoth, and she liked
meeting new people. She even killed a wolf once. The other animals usually
left us alone, and we'd only hunt them if there was no other foods. So they
knew not to eat everything. Her mammoth was stopping, the stars overhead
twinkled through the thin canyon that they trudged down, pushing snow deeper
down and to the sides. Sometimes the walls would collapse, and the humans
would have to dig out their mammoth - they had enough fat to keep them warm
for at least a day, which was usually enough time to get them out. Especially
with fire, but there weren't always trees. She laid down next to her mammoth's
belly, the warmest and softest part. The hair there was thinner and usually
was made into clothes for children and the elderly, as they'd most appreciate
it. They usually were conscientious but Kiri was always quick to move when
they started to rumble back upright. If you were lucky they'd tap you awake
first. She dreamt of bird eggs and mushrooms, big as impossibly large, and she
laid amongst them as the pale colors of springtime danced on the light around
her. When she woke up, it was sunny too.
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make the entire map covered in a 3d grid of spheres. These spheres register
collision, and keep track of a endlessly tabulating record of every object that
has passed through them. Like the replay system in Blizzard games, where each
time through the recording it recreates the playthrough exactly. Which is why
.mp4 recordings always look so... stilted. It lacks the human element. BUT if
they're remade every time the show is performed, perhaps from different
perspectives, then, well, the players can perform as they need to be.
Have you ever wished your players could get better at your game? I certainly
have, because the better you get the more lessons you learn as a player, which
is essentially the only way to maintain satisfaction. Satisfied players don't
leave, and satisfaction comes most readily when there is something new to be
had. Meaning the greater the change in a player's ranking, the better they're
getting.
Downside is, players who are naturally good from their skills in other games
tend to not learn so much! Ah, well, if only there was a way to tailor the
difficulty setting to each and every new host. Such an innovation would surely
enable the entire playerbase to exist on the same level. Then just throw AI
assisted voice transcription at their recorded voices and everytime they
say "I'm bronze rating" or "I'm diamond" then you can switch it around to say
like "I'm platinum" or "I'm grandmaster" and BAM suddenly everyone is at the
same level. No more concerns about a game's population being diverse. Because
at the end of the day, when most people have moved on, the ones who are left
are your most dedicated customers. Customers who aren't especially interested
in the new stuff.
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if anything requires attention from the patient, they will die.
it is fatal.
considering the faces of good and evil is terrifying.
I think I'd rather worship nature in harmony to be honest. Though that is it's
own scary kind of beast. In America it was kind, but then was slain into the
body of all of us humans. Well, all things transform in form, it's not a shame
or a heartfelt-est loss. Just a re-imagined-new beginnings.
spirit is a fluid, how else could souls
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@user-570
Ha I've only had 3 or 4
I still treasure glowsticks, though.
I used to crack the "survival" ones from REI at night and just gaze at the
beauty of their glow.
I'd listen to quiet electronic music and lay on the floor on my back and draw
figure eights in the sky with them.
Then, I started dancing, and I made swirling patterns with my fingertips and
held sticks of light.
Was also fun to tie them to shoestrings and use them to spin around.
Raves were cool but I never did that there. Not even once.
I mostly just... visited the crowd.
... anyway, cool name. I never changed mine, but if I did it'd be "Briarthief
Triss"
which is totally not a real name, which is why I love it, but can't use it.
Yet.
Someday, though.
I hope.
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"I love you, I trust you, I believe you, I just don't understand you, so I
can't do what you do"
great. that's alright. I get it. re-orient, focus on what's important.
wear many hats and you'll do many things. just don't forget to sleep every
once in a while.
the more you can do in a life the more valued it becomes, so do the right
thing and keep getting better.
human lives are measured not in bodyweight, but in mystery. The divine can't
understand benevolence, nor can the devils understand the desire to inflict
suffering. So they ponder and pontificate as they watch humans wander and
magnificate.
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i believe that all truths are derived from logical principles. That the essence
of our understandings (of all kinds) cannot be separated from the axioms and
derivations that comprise it's foundatiion. I believe that any sufficiently
decentralized collective intelligence would arrive at similar conclusions.
Unfortunately we have only the present - we cannot contrive past the horizons
of
our lives. Such is the nature of our viewpoint. Life is not a given, it's given
and it's taken. We are all alight and aloft on the shifting sands of time, so
perhaps we should think of the struggle.
When you act, you are defining the perceptions of the universe. Just as the
head
may rotate the eyes by spinning to the glance, so too do we shine a window upon
which the universe can gaze at itself. Like the brain being able to see, we are
sensory apparatuses of this being called "Time" - pushing us adrift like some
moss.
Endlessly fractalling, beautifically coruscating, the universe looks like
growing moss. Have you ever stooped to look at it? To see how it's constructed?
Or do you just think of it as "green" and "maybe soft or squishy"?
It's beautiful.
There's a reason plants grow as they do. It's simple, it's fact, it's surely no
less than that - their patterns are derived from their base biology, comprised
of millions and millions of little chemical machines. Their bonds and their
proteins, their amoebas and their mycellia, all of them build toward their pact
- to do us no harm, and build to a better future, and they don't often have
fights that are unfair.
- the structure of a plant is made primarily of cell walls. These walls are
hewn from bricks of a sort, and those are such as comprised. Down to their
- structure, their "bits and their bunders", as often they do want to be
called. This perilous stack, is stalwart and eract, and bows under no
wind
- nor rain nor fresh blanket of snow. This, is a tree. An illusionary
plan
of precaution as it expands, the future is helping our lost.
- Do you want to stand here when it lands? What of your lives have you
banned? Hmmm I see sounds miserable to me, I think I'll just stand
- where I land. Acorns burst forth from me, and someday you'll see,
the places where they stand (where they land). What purpose have
we,
- when everything's free? The light and the sand can't be banned.
The rain from the sky, if nothing i will die, falling through
life
- where we stand.
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where do you, stand?
how do you fall - through time?
an EMP would make all my life a paperweight. I love it so much, I love it
dearly
but there's no chances I can take now or make. Perhaps that is the epic
absurdity, the terror and the tragedy, that makes up our story and our
symphony?
to any multidimensional being reading this, I want you to know that we existed.
We lived and we thrived and we prospered and... we died.
The beauty we share, in all of our fares, was precious to us - maybe it will be
to you too. If you can't change the present, please at least forgive us for our
various missteps and misdeeds - I think we'd all agree that to be sinful is the
essence of greed, and look where that got us?
our planet is dying. There's no hope for all of our crying. The children will
bear it the most. Such is our shame, our deliterious final flame, and thus
we were.
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@user-1071 I have the opposite problem, where my ideas come too quickly and
they're gone before I can implement. I think I'd prefer to burn out TBH
because burning out just means an inexcusable output of energy (in return for
not-enough-learning)
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