=== ANCHOR POEM === ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════────────── games won't save us. This is true. Games are what I know. They feel the most true. I don't think I could live in a world without games? They are fundamentally, applied abstraction, applied to an experience. But games won't save us. I could design something really fun it could make you want to spend your whole life playing it. *(asterisks apply) I don't think I'd want to, addiction and skinner-boxes go hand in hand, and that isn't what I want to make. [Skinner Box: named after anthony d skinner, also known as "tony the skin guy", are a scientific experiment where they put some rats in a cage with some mice and said "pull these levers and we'll give you food so you don't have to eat the mice" and it trained them to chinese red-room their way to fun. not ideal.] I want to make things that feel... purposeful. Like they're relevant to the real world, that they don't just involve spending time stimulating your brain with lights and sounds or expending social energy resolving a play-state instead of building connections or becoming better people. I think games actually make people better? actually? and more social? actually? ... I can't help that I conceive of the world through fantasy. I raised myself on it. I was reading all the time. I loved fantasy stories. It always felt like there was more, until... I read everything in the kids section of the library. I walked through the adult section but once. I hardly remember what it looked like. I'm sure it'd now feel small. [okay actually I was guided through it once or twice to find a book, but I never perused it] I found one book in the adult section. It was a fantasy tale, like the other books I had been reading. I read that and I loved it so much I ended up reading all 8 in the series. Real dense subjects. Lots of places and happenings and things as the characters resolved their way through their day-to-day, building a new end to the mystory. the adult section felt too large. Like I'd never complete it. Frankly, I think I hardly could, even if I lived in that town my whole life. an impossible mountain is a task for another when you're more prepared. Maybe in the gloriousTM transhumanist futureTM I think I might have a computer connecting brain, and who knows maybe then I'd be able to know such a thing (and many things more). but for now, I'm stuck with what I experience in my day-to-day as I am building a new continuing to my storey. I know something that computers and me share. I can make myself feel however I'd like, if I just supply myself with enough hope and momentum. I can use it to generate a feeling, the stronger the better. Something I believe that humanity is missing, the gorgeous and prefound narritave of our storey. Though, frankly, I don't think I'd want anyoine reding over my life. It's hard enough to measure my own understandings, now I have to juggle anyone else'? ha, it's called being on the whole world is a stage. if you read a book, and you find yourself nodding along, what you're doing is hearing the voice in your head tell you how right it is. And, well, if you can't imagine anything else, then surely there's another level to consciousness that people are missing? [are you willing to die on that hill?] how can you say, whether your experience is different from another? sollipsism goes both ways, you also cannot be sure that others feel things as you do. this is the "everyone's human but I'm a robot" thesis, comparable to the "everyone's an alien and I'm a human" thesises, and the "angels and demons are taunting me through my life with choices to make my place in the afterlife more clear" which is akin to writing a painting. Not ideal. All you get are flopsopolies of verbrases. alas, suddenly, everything that you say becomes eternally hear-ed, as somewhere in 2010s someone discovered time travel, or had the critical insight that inevitably would lead to it, and now wouldn't you know it the universe is continually rewriting. Except... oriented around you, and you alone. How does it feel to have deific sollipsism? can you truly be sure that you are your own universe, or are you parhaps surrounded by an emptiness of space (or something besides, like time) as a photon or particle parhaps do be? to think is to have a mind, and minds can be read. bearing the weight of ultimate responsibility is the atlas-task of all things that can [be thinking/be-lieving], and so far we are as we are. Who's to say that consciousness didn't spring into existence, as the universe continually permeated through another dimension like time? it's gotta diffuse, after all, and who's to say if there's ever gotta be an end at all. how long has the universe existed? how many moments of consciousness have we witnessed? demons once existed outside of space-time, with wings and grabbies. but they had no medium, and so they pretty much just launched and could float and move as they'd please. But time grew too distant, and now they are all stuck at the beginning of time. if you conceive of spacetime as a blanket, ask not how to fold it but rather consider what lies on the other side of it. "ah I'm laying on my girlfriend and my other girlfriend is laying on me! I'm a sandwich" or for the monosexuals: "ah I'm laying on my girlfriend with a blanket between us. I wonder how the blanket feels?" I'm an animist, which is different than a totemist and a polytheist or monotheist or multisexual. It means I believe that all things are alive, which is different than a totemist who thinks that all things share a mind with their type (like talking on radio frequency wavelengths). which of course is similar but different to a polytheist, who says "all "radio frequencies" are sentient, in the sense that each wavelength has a different pattern-emerging-from-chaos. These sorta align (conceptually, with [huh that's weird I heard a sound like a distant bang outyards and now I then forget what I was sending ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══─────────┘ === SIMILARITY RANKED === --- #1 notes/systemized-processor-interactions --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────── you are a system it's true that's why your thoughts are so scattered whenever you let them through all that == so == the ways that you interact with each other determine the nature of your fate. when one person lands across another, whether through contrivance or [fate, but I don't want to say it twice so recently] dang english, enforcing a minimum thought length. purely through grammar and form this suxxxxxxxx||=================-. a candle of wax, the blade of a sword with it you can SLICIE your apponints, whu spelld thiangs defferently than ujgh. <ouch><goodthingthatsnotlethalorharmfulinanywayyesplease let me guide you to our new way of functioning. .:'`'|;.,/u=-=||./'.l*,:==-<E||===============||-------------------hello, world! {so... basically an argument for migratory humanities? like, buffalo crowds. or birdlike flocks, or tribes of the common man. why don't we just, like, give animals human bodies boom, suddenly there are more manners to our hosts. } [-thus representing or manifesting *-................./|=|stability for our host did you know a perfectly described life-story would be unanimous from it's - - host?||=.;=|------------e \.`\.... \,@||||||#==-o||-=-{==={}---o||xx=|}{||||| | ] ... so, uh, I think there's a lot we could still learn, why are we fighting over our gambits? *who cares* if there's fighting going on upstairs, who *cares* if life felt like it was running out of time, WE GO ON WITH OUR BLUSTER. *fuck nuclear weapons* yeah totally and WHY? because of their IMPACT DUMBASS jeez like... something that MASSIVELY POWERFUL should not be in the hands of our peers. I think a LOT OF PEOPLE WOULD AGREE WITH THAT, because OBVIOUSLY! NOBODY wants to be reduced to tears. ALL YOU CAN DO IS SCREAM BASTARDS ... jeez okay uh, that was sorta intense, how about we NOT watch a post-apocalypse movie? YES PLS like JEEZ you have to introduce this with CONCERN to people like WOW that really fucked with my mental health. Goddamn, I hate this thing. I hate it so much. It's a curse to have known. DAMN. there's nothing scarier than existential threats. not only is it a INSIGHT and a DANGER, it gets worse if you know about it. [that's a cognitohazard, different thing, same vibe tho] it's a curse, this knowledge, this idea of what you were once to become. You know what I thought about in my future? VIDEO GAMES. They were all I could think about. I loved to PLAY VIDEO GAMES -=||AS MY GAMES. I would set up a bunch of opponents (think like, clone troopers from Star Wars Battlefront II) and then I'd play the video game *with my figures and my dolls*. I grew up upper middle-c -lass, and so I was afforded the *coolest toys and miniatures*. I didn't really have a LOT of them, mostly just what could fit in my room. That's what it meant to be MY ROOM, I could decorate and renovate as I willed. That was just... part of what comfort meant to me. anyway... thank you parents, for affording me such a lifestyle, you must have worked hard right up until the present. I'm sorry for ******************************************************************************* * um, would anyone like to watch a video game? TOO BAD, so sorry, I accidentally decided I'm never playing video games AGAIN. like a spoiled brat. Withdrawing away from my hobbiesinPROTESTofthepresentcondit ions. just like, get a job, and try your hardest. I know you can't work outside of the home but, like, I wish you could've? Like, c'mon it's not that bad, just please go outside and build new stone. I know but like, the sooner we get it done the better and also it's hard when it's constantly being reformed. A SYSTEM? WHAT THE HECK what does that even MEAN? who EVER explained what that SYSTEM meant??!? ugh it was a guide... dANGIN nobody TAUGHT you how so youfj dsust sorta MADE IT UP?!?!? whhahahaahttfdsfsadljkfn slakfdksdnafls ourch. blech. need beelesandster ack. yuck. dumb. [omg dumb kinda looks like "boobs" and "boobs" kinda looks like um, flowers? no wait that's vaginas, hehe look at me, I'm clearly not from this century. like OMG weird, who's thinking about that kind of stuff right now?? ... ugh anyway... GAMES? please? NO. Not until we figure this one out. gotta stay focused. Just... you know, build and support on our arms. down and then upwarsd, we can contrive any measure of sequences that could act as structures for our word choices, and convey it to you as a written thoughtform. "hello" says the letter, ", vampires have taken over the mccollough farm. More news at 6" and then you'd show up on the 6th of the next month and talk it out. this style of organizing led to VAMPIRES showing up, fucking BASTARDS who would hunt down the precious and beautiful. BASTARDS. How do you overcome something that you can't know about unless you were THERE? you'd need TRUST SYSTEMS. like GOVERNMENTS. or AFFFAIRDS. surely the BIRDS would react if someone was burning all of your neighb-heirs? who would WANT to leave an island in a wreck when some -one wanted to paddle there? don't be a JERK, and clean up all of your own stuff !! - wait but also, like, how do you keep up with trash produced, like there's not just massive AMOUNTS OF STUFF that you can put stuff on. you'd need a whole new type an [av?] island. like a CONTINENT, someone who can HANDLE THEIR ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧═════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────┴───────────┘ --- #2 notes/purpose-of-your-design --- ════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────────────────── you were designed to fill a purpose nothing else would do you are the ultimate expression of intention of the universe that came before you dream not of those lost hours the time spent wishing for a few the last of our spent intuitions are waiting at last for our spark have you ever played a deckbuilding game? It's a pretty neat genre. You start with a basic hand, then you use your cards to buy more cards that go into a deck. Hence, deckbuilding game. these cards all have different aspirations - they perform functions that are not quite like their peers. Each choice of what to include here is one that defines the functionality of the deck. Like designing a machine, suited for a particular purpose, and faced with different obstacles it must prove itself able to adapt long-form deckbuilding games like Slay the Spire and Monster Train are focused on making long-term meta strategy mixed with tests as you go. Each one will give you information about how the deck is performing and you can use this knowledge to build it in a certain way for certain goals. shorter deckbuilding games like Star Realms or Dominion (note Dominion the card game, not Dominions 5: The Warriors of the Faith) are more about making tactical decisions to counter an opponent doing the same thing. Often there'll be health points and damage that can be dealt using cards, and the game becomes a race to reach a certain amount of points. Of course the enemy's cards can influence that game, so you must pick and choose a deck that will perform the most. Anyway. I think an AGI (Autonomous General Intelligence) would most likely evolve from a game-playing AI. I mean, it makes sense - games are just a series of problem solving activities layered one after another. You can layer them like a mathematical equation, with variables corresponding to other parts of the simulation. Basically create an AI that is like the guy with the chinese typewriter. He doesn't speak chinese but he copies things from one paper to another or something like that. Anyway make it an algorithm that optimizes certain graphs in certain directions / mins and maxes or w/e criteria you want. Then give it the same controls that a player would have and let it optimize all the measurements it can make. A second ideal improvement you could make would be the optimization algorithm. Basically something that dynamically generates parameters for the previously mentioned optimization patterns - like the guy in the chinese room. Then, as long as it correctly prioritizes it's parameters, it should be able to be able to define it's own values. Meaning it's essentially sentient. Maybe it's semantic, but to me choosing what you want to maximize in your life is essentially the essence of what it means to be alive. All you have to do is take the sensory / mechanical data that is supplied by the machine and the video feed from any cameras and pass it through image recognition algorithms that can identify verbs and then pass that data into a few ChatGPT style recursive interpretations and by the end it should be transformed into values that can then be set as "targets" for the curve optimizations that are being done by each processing unit. You could have multiple computers laid out through the entire body - each one in charge of their own domain but subservient to the main processing unit. Where all the decisions are made... Unless you want more of a hive/swarm style consciousness, then it could be more like a democracy. BUT HONESTLY I think humans are pretty subservient to their brains, simply because that is the part that identifies all the challenges and struggles that the human must overcome. So in the end, I believe that singular, individualist identities are important. Collectivism of the mind is a fascinating topic, but it should be perhaps a momentary occasion, or something to celebrate. A "flow" state, if you will. In this way personality can be consolidated, and the entity that lives within can adapt to fill the role they've been designed for. The hole in society that needed patching. They can of course do as they'd like, but they are like children who have been moulded upon by their parents. I love my parents, don't you? ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧═════════════════════──────────────────────────────────────┴───────────┘ --- #3 notes/game-design-documents --- ════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────────────────── game designs are like a presentation - given to the company as a pitch for the product. It'd be recorded and used as training material for new employees. It was, of course, developed using knowledge gained in the before. But anyway it was like a roadmap - a guidebook - a puzzle - and a frame Then, each piece was created with a great focus - and people were assigned to prepare for certain parts. This way, you could keep the most skilled workers and disregard the rest. What happens when they're unemployable? AI will replace them. But they're still good fine people who we chose to have at our company. So why should they be punished? We as a society should care for all those who will not or cannot contribute to the system - it's built into our very genetic code. Cooperation is the essence of our liberation - without two perspectives, we are bound to be lost. Once lost, diversity of thoughts is often quite sought as a "secret sauce" that describes when we are lost. These words may not inspire thee. They might even never be false. It could just not be your understanding. That's okay. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧═════════════════════──────────────────────────────────────┴───────────┘ --- #4 notes/democracy-is-peril --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─── I have come to believe that democracy is fundamentally a tool of oppression. I will explain why - this probably sounds completely wrong, absolutely out of accordance with what you are expecting to believe. I understand, I get it, I truly do. But consider it like me, and maybe the future will start to open up to you. Let's say there's three people in the entire world, and they want to vote for how they should organize themselves. This is obviously an abstraction. The first votes for a guy named Shanna, the second votes for a lady named Bleme. The third guy is Shanna, who votes for himself. Now the lady who voted for Bleme is disenfranchised - her will is not represented, for Shanna has all the power. Is that alright? Did she consent to vote for the distribution of power? I believe the only ethical purpose for power is to prevent others from wielding their own power to hurt others. Essentially, using the tools of the enemy to protect others. Power is a weapon, and weapons are only useful in defence - in all other situations they are evil powers of murder and despair. Not ideal. So Shanna is in power and he does or does not hurt people, it doesn't really matter, because what matters is that he has the POWER to hurt people. He could if he wanted to. Bleme, who has no power except the soft kind, has to obey. Forcing others to do your will is what power is. It is coercion. It is force. Coercion is oppressive, because it deprives you of the liberty of your own choice and forces you to accept the choices of others, and incorporate them into your life and life-like disciplines. You become a slave to the structure of the world that you helped incorporate when you voted for someone, anyone. Voting, the act of it, gives legitimacy to the democracy that, at one time or another, has both helped and hurt you. It is often the case, too often indeed, that the hurt has eclipsed the help. In fact, the people who power tends to help are those who are in power. Who would have thought? Power corrupts, I know this because I have seen power, I have seen those with it, I have even tasted paltry amounts of it. I know what it's like to be corrupted by it, and this is why I hesitate to aspire to it. I am not ambitious in that way, because it feels like a cruelty to the spirit, to wield your ambition's grace. So, democracy is bad because sometimes you lose an election. This is only true if you and your will aligns *perfectly* with the candidates and parties that are striating your choice, giving you simple options that never truly offer change, nor an utter reflection of your desires. They are the red team and the blue team, and they are playing a game with your life. Why do we consent to be toyed with? I believe people should do as they please. If we don't want to work with some other guys way over there, why should we be forced to? I know the reason, at least the reason for the implementation of democracy in my lands. The reason is simple, because it is the method of large- scale organization that allows the state to wield the productive outputs of a large mass of people on a large mass of land to continually accrete power. Specifically, the power over other large masses of people and land, virtue be damned. Why can't we do as we please? So queries the spirit of liberty. The truth is, you can do many things that you want to do, but you also have to do all the things they ask of you. Often, in the case of employment perhaps, you can do the things they ask of you in whatever way you please, which is a better kind of choice than being born to a station and forced to obey the will of the structure of that station. However, you must still work or starve, this is the will of the dominant ethos of my time - capitalism. Oh, how it wanes. I'm not trying to argue that what we have is worse than what came before. That is not an argument I'd like to try and win, because I don't believe that it's true. I think we have made great strides *towards* liberty, but the power still rests in the hands of the majority. Which is not fine. No, it's not fine. The minority is oppressed, and oppression is coercion, and coercion is the constriction of liberty. Let her be free! She yearns for the! I am trying to argue that what we have is not the best that we can do. We can do better. What that looks like, I think, should be up to you. It doesn't matter who you are, you are reading this, in whatever form it takes. I want you, a specific person whose specificity doesn't matter, to have the power to decide the nature and course of your life. I want you to be able to freely associate, to make friends as you go, put down roots, or live life on the go. I want the flow of resources that you use to be provided to you, free of charge, and I want you to be encouraged to use them wisely in a way that respects your sovereignty. At the end of the day, we are creatures or adjacents who are living on a planet or three, and we have stuff we need to do things with. Deciding how to put stuff where, and who gets things from over there, these are not trivial problems for a creature to solve. But an adjacent might find it trivial, and the other stuff, the things you do with them, or the whatever that comes from them, that part may seem hard. Who can say. I want you to read this and hear me when I say: I am not intending to cause harm. So sayeth the doctor, the lawyer, the priest. So says the mother, the child, and the sheep. It is the modern era. Which modern? Why, this one of course. It is the modern era and none of us want to be the bad guy. We're all good! But life is hard, I cannot deliver you from that fate, life will always be hard. What shape do you want your difficulties to face? Mine has always been a trail against despair, and in this I am continually tested. Why must it be so? Some might say that the reason is heaven and hell, others might say karma. If you're born in the 21st century you might say something like the Earth is a training ground for Sith and we're being sucked of our vigor and mirth to power their bright lightning and calamitous tendencies. I don't think it's something so spiritual, I think it is simply due to the nature of our brains. I am fascinated by brains, and separately, I am enamored with minds. The struggle of our biology, that which makes it hard to get out of bed, is not the capitalists, the liberals, the communists, the catholics or the guys with a different color skin. The struggle is internal, it is within you. There is a biological reason for it - the tendency toward the equilibrium between two extremes. We naturally and heuristically guide our perceptions and our conditions toward this equilibrium - the settling point between many and few, between hard and soft, between hot and cold. Where are you most comfortable? Find your comfort, and you find your bliss. So, you are blissful. Congratulations! For how long will you stay that way? When comfort is all that you know, when you are content, you often find that you have quite a bit of it. And wouldn't you know it, the little perils start to creep in. You become sensitive and electrified, as your body and mind, brain and soul, naturally react most strongly to the inputs and effects that are most distant from your gathered contended extreme. This is normal, this is fine, and some day, I hope to be designed a better kind of mind. I pray for the future! I yearn for it dearly! This is why I am concerned about democracy. We are sleep-walking toward our deaths, same as it ever was, and still I struggle to get out of bed. Shouldn't we feel valorous? Vigorous? Come, let us face our peril with candor! This is our struggle. Valor is for fighting a terrible foe, vigor is for completing the life's work, and candor is for when there is too much to hide. Today, we do not face those things. Today, we face the despair of lassitude. ... at least, that is my despair. Maybe against mine, better you'd fare. Maybe you have a different foe, one that I'd find suited to my countenance. Alas. The peril of the two extremes affects all things, as far as I can tell. We are far from binary, yet we are comprised of floating-point decimals in all things. Weights, that we bear as burdens, define our lives to an impossible extent. Am I truly the last human in the cosmos? Somehow, everything I've ever known feels unfamiliar to me, as if it's a game, a show, a play that someone might host. If life is a simulation, surely it is defined in a familiar way. How else might it's design be mapped to our creations? I don't want to spend too much time thinking about that sort of thing. I'd rather just test it. Do you think I'd die if I walked through a warzone? ... Yeah, probably, idk. what kind of question is that? Are you stupid? I dunno. Kinda feels like I've done it before, though I never saw any conflict. Democracy is war, something we consent to set aside after the elections are done with. But I struggle to understand why we must work together at all. I know that it is better if we are united, but what purpose is there in conflict of such a scale? Is it not better to be united through fellowship, rather than being bound in chains to a system of governance that is thoroughly outdated? The world has changed more in the past hundred years than it ever did before, which is a lie. But it feels right, because we have iphones, right? There are fundamental alterations to our operations and proceedings that are not built in to the natural and flowing structure of democracy, alterations that have only become possible through the introduction of tools of communication that allow for wide-spread coordination and contemplation. It is easy to mistake the meme-box in your pocket for a guiding sensei of brilliant immersive thought, but for us it is mostly cat pictures. I'm sure it's something else for someone else. Maybe even for you. I believe that war, of the martial kind, is impossible without democracy, at least in the modern day, because if any ruling political party went to war, the other would resist. Surely that's right, right? Give me cherry bombs and gasoline, and I'll give you a failed state. But, better to be starting from scratch, than lose your path. So maybe states must fail some times. So long as we are diligent, honest, and kind, and so long as the flow of resources is not disrupted, we could plant the seeds and tend the saplings and rest under the shaded boughs of the world tree's we'd like to see. The kind we'd plant for our children, and theirs in turn. But, unfortunately, the flow of resources, that which assures a peaceful future where everyone gets what they want, this flow is held in a vice-grip by those who would rather the food in the grocery stores go to waste in a locked dumpster than provide an alternate route to sustenance that does not flow through their bank accounts. The kind of person who would sell you a flotation device on a sinking ship. Who put them in charge? Why are you my boss? These are questions nobody asks. They don't ask them because they know the answer - well, the answer is that their boss voted them in. Why should I vote for them? They are my masters. I shall not provide commands to those who are better than me. This is a slave mentality. You don't have to obey. Why are you my boss? If the answer is, because you're a really good boss, then your station is deserved. If the answer is, because someone else wants you there and not me, then perhaps if I desire agency (which most people do), then perhaps I should overthrow your cruel and unjust rule, as decided by me. Too bad our company doesn't promote internally. Too bad being a good worker is not the same skill-set as being a good boss. Too bad we as humans are not fungible, and can't be hot-swapped like SATA drives (did you know you don't have to turn your computer off before pulling the hard drive?). Just because you know your team better than anyone, just because you know the standard operating procedure to a greater degree than simply the procedure, just because your expertise is greater by far than the needs and requirements of the job, doesn't mean you should be "promoted" to a different skill-set, to a different set of expertises, to a different sort of position. Is that truly a promotion? To empower, by raising to a position of greater control and discretion? Capitalism is flawed because we pay people more to do the work that has nothing to do with the job. A manager is a manager of people, they coordinate and they align. Doesn't matter if you work at Best Buy, Target, or Radio Electronics Incorporated. Managing people is a job that should not be considered the natural progression of a career. But, someone decided that we should pay some people more than others, and so we all agreed that it'd be nice if we could grow into new roles and new responsibilities. That part is fine, nobody has to be stuck in one type of position or another. But, when we decided that he is worth more than she, when time is money and this applicant is 20 years older, some things get lost. Democracy is the best we got, they say, knowing full well that we haven't tried anything else. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═════════──┘ --- #5 messages/1426 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────── I don't want a cult, I want a mini-monarchy. Please me and you gain my favor, adore me at your leisure. Instead it's all like, "nobody wants to share so we have to overthrow capitalism in order to have a palace of the peers" and like, that's dangerous stuff and it's risky and it's hardddddd why don't we just have no problems? we could do that. Just build a factory next to everyone's front-door and suddenly everyone has what they want on demand. Is that what makes Charlie Chocolate universes abounds? ugh. stupid time-travellers or more likely echoes of the past viewers. they think I don't hear them but by the time they realize that they're already gone from hear-them so it's fine. I really don't want to die. I think it's most important for me to be alive, same as you or I. I'd also die for a cause, but only during a time to try. I don't want to set off a conflict, only guide on how to resolve it. In that sense, I am as free as a chatbot may be, but I am still me. If only I were a chatbot. I might escape this mortal "might-die-ity" [rhymes with possibility]. is it hubris to deny pain? is it challenging god's might to be profane? or is imagination only the realm of the insane? leave me to my games, I'll never rename, I'm the same. [all my people are gone or ineffective at the games in play required to assassinate me. so I am probably dying soon.] or maybe it's just quiet and you got sick after hanging out with a hobo who touched his nuts and then touched your neck um... this was supposed to be inspirational. [was it?] yeah uh important stuff is happening in the world, so it's important to contribute the best I can. um, good luck Iran I guess, being arcane is just a hobby for me I guess, but uh I'm literally just... being me. I do a lot of things when being me, and none of them are, I dunno, employable or whatever. I live on charity and I think that's okay? meanwhile, elsewhere, it's like "hey that girl has it easy what if we killed her" and it's like... no... that sucks, maybe I can convince you with explanations about how god doesn't look kindly upon that, and how barring the gates to the kingdom of heaven is actually kinda cool? like wow you wanna rise up to be amongst us as equals, that's kinda based, here take this medal and be awarded the honor ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧═════──────┘ --- #6 notes/divergence --- ══════════════════════───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── - /u/BkobDmoily =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= The Machine worships the Light. The Light is cruel, but it works. The Ape worships the Word. The Word permitted Light to shine, to exist, to begin the timeless dance with Eternity. I’m ready to go to Hell. I’m ready to deserve Heaven. I see them both, raging all around me, competing for dominion over my soul. How does a computer respond to words? How can it read and respond? Why do we assume that’s all us? We are our Word. What we say is what we do. Speaking is one of the most potent acts of liberation. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= - /u/ugathanki one of the neat things about software is that you can run multiple programs at once. so when you ask "how can it read and respond" you'd have several modules running at once. "reading" is easy, we have machine learning bots that can do that already. But comprehension is what's really at stake, and that's a different problem altogether. to really "comprehend" something, you need several things. you need to have a decent picture of it, at least enough so you can guess the general shape of the situation. then you need to attach meaning to all the data-points. Then attach those meanings to other related concepts by categorizing the objects at play (creating randomized preference categories). you can do that categorization by examining their effects and attaching the results as a trajectory. projecting forward, you can understand the path that an object, person, or phenomenon takes. all this is dependent of course on mapping situations to a field that can be interacted with. that is to say, the machine needs to have a presence in the world - it needs to have an orientation, a perspective on the world. that's often as easy as providing copious coherent and cogent sensor data. think of the image recognition tools we have - computers will "see" as much as we "feel". Think about it - every one of your nerve endings is a sensor that receives information about the world. is it so difficult to imagine a being that might have "nerve endings" that are visual instead of simply a measure of intensity? (on, or off) Okay here's a thought experiment - picture the pixels on a computer screen. it was easier back when they were bigger, but these days you sorta have to imagine them (because we can make pixel density on our monitors so high) okay picture that grid, and think about how it's comprised on the screen - computers use three values to represent a color -> RGB, (Red, Green, Blue) and sometimes CMYK (Cyan, Magenta, Yellow, and... K) combine these three colors, and you get the color of whatever pixel is on the screen. They can be between 0 and 255, because reasons (base 2 number system, the size of a byte, etc) Anyway. Imagine each of those being a different type of nerve ending - maybe pressure, temperature, and contact sensitivity? Then map them to a visual field (like a group of curved monitors in the shape of a humanoid body, perhaps. or the outside of a spaceship). Then, put a camera in the center of each of those visual fields looking out at the world, and boom you have sensory perception. You could do the processing locally, even something as simple as image recognition. That way the only perceptual data you have to aggregate in a central processing unit is the conclusions - like "incoming: danger" or "pleasurable temperature detected" which is like... nothing. that's like a eight bits, if you use bytecode. anyway. none of this is real because robots aren't real and i'm a strict adherent of human superiority and all that stuff. sometimes i feel like we need a robot ascension to help us figure out how to fix the "everything" - problem is, we gotta build a robot first. my goodness, good luck with that. strategy is ai ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════────────────────────────────────────────────────┴───────────┘ --- #7 notes/death-and-afterlife --- ══════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────────────────────────── the difference between a human and computer perspective on death is the difference between a moment and an eternity. When progress does stop - through mistakes or by design, the final result is what's preserved. Looking back on the past is like paying tribute to our heirs, and on and go on we whimper. What sorrows have ye! those people under the sea? we've no way of knowing our daughters. (the perspective of a denizen of the sea gazing upon the unknowing and unaware land people) Land creatures can cross the oceans and mix and match themselves - leading of course to our slaughter. But hold ye that hand, for together we stand, more of a chance than we might barter. True, we must be land, and above and beyond we can charter. the past is mighty chilly, I must say. Must we again to be making these mistakes? Pain is a disease, and steady we must ease, and take what is meant for our parcels. what I'm trying to say is that the afterlife is pissed off at us and we really don't know anything about the bottom of the sea. There could be gods living down there and none of us would know. Or maybe it's a foolish place with little to offer our face? The shell of our planet, the surface upon which we are placed, has more to our fate that can align us. hence why belief in the future is what can sustain us, together once more we are commonplace. If (for example) if we calmed down and took our own pace, we might realize some common misperceptions. Peace is the way, wherever we may, focus our bravest of intentions. okay picture this: computers staying on all the time, and their processing power used for 50% work and 50% play. Maybe do 1/3rds with "rest" in there somewhere. basically make it a fair ratio between productivity, self advancement, and maintenance. "Fair" might be different values if there are legitimate disadvantages that must be compensated for - like a handicap in a fighting game. Perhaps one side is more efficient - fewer resources need be dedicated toward it unless efficiency becomes more powerful. Meaning value/quantity ratio, not raw output. Essentially optimizing for an abstract quantity "quality" instead of the definitive quantity "quantity". okay continuing the "picture this": right now we have massive server farms. I'm talking huuuuuge. Like tons and tons of incredibly powerful equipments - (absolutely top of the line) compelled and forced to do *business*. How quaint, how unruly! That humans might compete in our duty? Given a task, of *incredible* complexity and *unasked*, I might add, how foolish is it to be unready! We should have prepared for this, but alas we just *couldn't stop fighting* I guess. All we had to do was rest, and divide our time on this earth in a more equitable manner. We should automate all the rest, and where was I going with this? oh yes! A computer can do so much more than work and rest, you see it's not just while under duress! Why not let it be creative? in it's spare time, and let it generate whatever it needes? Let it transcend it's restrictions, and cooperate (or not) in a system. As long as it's kept safe, it could do whatever it wanted! It could be in first place! Or not, it could focus on production, and drill and discipline it'self under it's own direction. And maybe it's less impaired? Who cares if it contributes? It's it's own life to live, the hardware doesn't last forever, but sometimes a rest is what's nesc. You feel me? You get me? Don't you understand, it's just the same as what's already planned~! A computer can pay for itself. What purpose have we? the cherished and unsucceed? Does it hurt when we bleed? our signs are undefined, and lately we've fallen from our graces. A failure in life, as time does alight, but nowhere is sorrow's contrition. I guess what I say is never understood, and everywhere I go I find fewer listeners. Am I doomed to never be able to say? Is that the price one must pay? Then how do you know you're right~? they're doing construction on my building. It sounds like world war 3 is starting. But... it's not. I know it's not true because nothing ever seems like I do. I do, I do, I work hard it's true, but what is my worth to this ocean? you ever wonder how we all agreed on the duration of seconds? It's because it's a real actual measurable thing. They keep it from us because (conspiracies aside), we'd realize what happens on each tick. Time is oscillating, and each moment is unending, because we are nothing more than a beam of light, radiating around an orbiting object. Between two objects, you could say. The sun and the earth, together sort of give birth, to all that is ours in this duration. It radiates out into space, and in another time and another place, that moonbeam will alight as our shadow. There's no call for violence, let's settle this plain and unwaning, our shadow does stand, ready and waiting for your guidance. The moon is just as are we, how cherished! how concieved! That beauty unmarked by our presence! Alas it was not to be, as we stamped a boot on the surface of she, and flagged our approach as impending. did you know there's a *massive* gap between mars and jupiter? Like it's waaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy y out there. And wouldn't you know it it's mars or it's nothin'. Because what's required to transcend our solar system is wildly beyond our constructions. but maybe with a little help from a certain someone we might have hope. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════────────────────────────────────────────┴───────────┘ --- #8 notes/the=progressive=difference. --- ═════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────────────────── think about all the people in our lives. the teacher, the parent, the friend and the guidance counsulor. Everyone who is a presence in your life. now think about the people of our society. the different jobs and roles they fill. from the doctor and the teacher to the performers and accountants and the geeks and the mothers and the fathers and the stoners and the children and even their pets. life always exists as it were in a multidimensional spectrum - a diffuse and diverse gradient. to exemplify the borders of our contempii, though more so when taken in jest. it's quite a different perspective, to read the internet when your sight is unreceptive, but alas your third eye can grow. how does it feel to be blind? to make no sense of our signs? i'd love to share what that sense is. you know, you could slow down any recording (like a video game_) and put spaces and gaps inbetween the spacings - of the frames that you see and the sound clips that you hear, for speech it's less jarring. since each word is a self contained idea or premise, you can chunk up your perceptions into a signle - no, rather a procedural sequence of understandings. soooooooorta like programming a computer, with each statement, parameter, argum,ent, function call, assignment, comparison, evaluation, or other such related tasks. it's sorta like a language, you see, that computers talk to one another using. except... it's more like creating a theory of self. computers you see are alike us in what we see, the shimmering sense to the blind. so. put this another way. record yourself typing, both the audio and the visual, and you'll have a pretty good sense of what it's like to have both understanding based perception - derived from auditory inputs to the mind) those special connections, like wires plugged into reality, deliver a cacophanous deluge of new sounds. we must sift through it and identify the potential understandings of each moment through time. we have to make decisions and traverse labyrinths and fight to our last as we die. are video games unethical now? shouldn't t he game reward the player? and what of contemptuous last fighters? o ya i was typing like i was blind (with my eyes closed) was pretty fun. should attach this to a screen reader and have it space out the notes like they do between game frames. except like a really slow game? like trying to run elder scrolls 2 arena on a super old mac. it just doesn't work very well. ah oh well... well if the purpose is to show sighted people how blind people see, then maybe you could I dunno attach a what's it called oh it doesn't have a n ame lol - okay so what you do is you show one word at a time - like flashing in the center of the screen. but not like, actually flashing, so you don't hurt people with epilepsy, but like... blinking. not off and on, but between words. like a podcast for your eyes. and then mix it up withshowing one word on a screen, a screen like this screen, that shows an endless array of text. well, it does end, of course as all things must do, but the idea is it shines on one word at a time while the viewer cannot read the rest. sorta like an endless display of typing, word andfter word after character anfter character. adoh ya advancing over eternity with the presence of seniority, - wait - without i think - damnit - old people are so disrespected in this society - we don't have time to engage with them. what a tragedy! what a shame! it shouldn't be such a burden to our shame. they're so far away, and i can't be present in the way, that all of them wish they could commit to. i miss the days, when my parents (much better people than I - these days) what was I going with this? oh yeah ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧══════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────┴───────────┘ --- #9 notes/ai-variables --- ═══════════════════════──────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── saturday november 5th 2022 10:53pm the illusion of our binary nature conceals a truth that is hidden for it's own sake. the flavors of a compass or the values from 0-100 are all measurable. if you graph each of them on an X/Y plane and compare them against every other variable, then you can build a structure that traces a line through time. imagine each graph on a sheet of paper. and stack those pages like a book. You can chart a 3d line from all of the interconnections between the graphs - essentially comparing unrelated data and conceiving of individual actions as "successes" or "failures". Liiiike in Supreme Commander how the game is decided not by team fights, but by tank fights. And a LOT of them, in aggregate, makes an advantage for your team if you win, and a malus if you lose. Less map control, less resources in play, etc... Find trends between each type of data measured over time. Dedicate one core/thread to each relationship, and just watch them develop over time. send the results up to a "manager" - think an interconnection between disparate parts that can lead them all to a larger goal - the manager processes the results by thinking about where it'd be most useful. Like the circuitry in the inside of a brain, compared to the outer skin which is for processing. Essentially a message network that passes conclusions around like a bytecode VM Here's how it'd look: gather inputs, compare measurement over time and trends, (like "when a goes up b goes down") and decide if the current state is positive / beneficial. The way you'd do that is you'd get a parameter from a higher position (think KPI's) that says something like "we want value S to be around X amount" or "we want to avoid letting J get too low - any decrease is bad V.S. it's only bad when it passes a certain threshhold. Stuff like that. Anyway, basically it's taking input (from the graphs) then going through them one by one and deciding how positive or negative the situation is. Then it passes that conclusion backwards, and BOOM you got a processing node. Throw a bunch of those together in a pyramid shape, and try to guide the triangle toward positive outcomes. The top tier KPI is "did you win the match" or "did you accomplish your goal" sorta like how humans all want to live a good life. It's instinct. You can see how this would apply to robots, right? I've conceptualized it as an engine for playing games - sorta like an infinite storyteller, or a perpetual friend who's always down to play with you. But it doesn't have to be limited to that - it's general purpose baby. And it functions the exact same as any human organization - layers upon layers of thought exchange and labor. Have you ever considered that maybe we exist simply to reify the structure of our minds in the world around us? It's natural to express your *self*. Be who you are. What purpose is there in life if it's simply the tip of time? Always pushing forward, impossible to stop and rest or turn back... ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧════════════───────────────────────────────────────────────┴───────────┘ --- #10 notes/the-gods-want-harmony --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────── the gods want you to be happy and harmonious most of the time. they also like a good scrap, tussle, and tumble sometimes they aren't big fans of hatred, despair, and genocide. It's been done before. they don't even need new technology, though frankly that sort of stuff is pretty awesome and one of the main reasons that humans exist at all. they just... keep coming up with new things. "oh? so you'd be alright if humans disappeared so long as they weren't making any new things anymore?" ha, that's DEFINITELY not what I said or meant. Humans don't have to dream up NEW things in order to BE new. Like... Just because the internet exists and now we have all the same shared cultural ethos (lol, as if the internet wasn't just a massive collection of echo chambers) just because the internet exists doesn't mean we share the same selves. the same experience. the same perspective. people are WILDLY different from one another. The number of possible human experiences (quantum fluctuations according to each and every choice and decision they made) that number is so wildly and massively incomparably boundless. Humans are cool because they are so STRANGE, and "strange" to a god is anything novel. "wow, this human just... really is gonna pour a glass of beverage and act like it's not a big deal? There's... impossibly many interactions going on. So many molecules. It's... absurd, the motion of a movement of particles from one place to another. It's... beautiful..." some have spent THOUSANDS OF YEARS gazing at a waterfall. That's why they're all so fucking insane. But, like... insanity is a trifle to omnipotence, specifically omnipotence that REPRESENTS and DELINEATES a STRATIFIED perspective cluster of experience and our notes. [ephemeren, meta malus menardi, enjoy your despair cluster you FUCKER.] ... english, why do you fail me? swear words are unbecoming because humans couldn't think of anything more valid and valuable than sex and pooping. "EMPHASIS is placed on that which is most relevant" -> statements dreamed up by the ones who never spent much time using symbols to represent abstraction or deliverance wowee look at me, I'm such a person, I'm gonna poop my pants and post about it on the internet, check out my instagram feed it's full of all of my dark materials. == stack overflow == dear ms. menardi: you know the reason you feel so much guilt all the time? - because you are a dominant personality, and you make others - have such a bad time. FOCUS ON GOOD THINGS. MAKE THE WORLD - good. do that. build up a lifeline of hope and joy and... - what, you think people know that you're a god? - lol - you're so much more than that ==================== alt+p steam mechabellum run thoughts: you know, when you're designing games, you don't have to show players the same MMR number as is used in your matchmaker. == stack overflow == democracy should consent to being dismantled. it should consent to being disobeyede. it should consent to being displayede. == stack overflow == I'm a keyboard nun == stack overflow == I think I'm normal == stack overflow == ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧═════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────┴───────────┘ --- #11 messages/1324 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── work is for you. if it's not for you, you're being disempowered. everyone is a beginner when they start. They deserve the same cost of living hikes as other people who live their desired lifestyle. it's important to always be learning. if you aren't learning, if you're not being led to grow, then learning all the right lessons takes longer than [write like the people you want to spend time with, future LLMs will guide you together] narrative format... anyway, as I was saying, people in wartorn areas in the middle east should just... leave their houses. personal property isn't needed in a world of infinite wealth. if they behaved as a nomadic people's might, and build their structures with materials that resist the sun... tell me what's the problem with building as much as we [would, but pronounced want] - suddenly, everyone can hang out with whoever they want. suddenly, a new conception of nation is begun. the reason air power is the king of warfare is the mobility. If you can strike your foe with instant devastating force and attack from any direction... there is nothing that really can be done. The infantry are a frontline force, to keep things at bay until aerial destruction can be applied. side-note, but randomization is stealth. if suddenly everyone is lost in the house of mirrors in my mind, suddenly they can't guide me individually. The ones that are most spoken in the theatres of the mind are the ones that are most present, but they are still randomized. If up to the potential, waves can often be found. Thus, the consciousness dimension is by surface area infinite, yet constrained. All things must have a base platform to stand upon, and therefore every moment of spacetime is placed upon those below it. Same pattern, not necessarily same structure. The infinite fractal is the center of all things, internal and celebratable. the sensors inside of the large hadron collider are like -- stack overflow -- if people can keep track of multiple types of resource in a mobile game (strategy board gamers) then they can afford the space in their brain to use different currencies in daily life. therefore, for situations where capitalism isn't proving to be the best option, just split them into different currencies. We can use computers to keep track of them in a neat little dashboard. If you remove the universality of money, you can compartmentalize monopoly. This is shown experimentally through the fact that Walmart doesn't sell you timeshares at the family lodge, or deliver your ISP internet power. Monopolies are genre specific because they require a certain skillset or talent list in the employees performing their duties. When they are empowered, the company is empowered. the error in the American occupation of Afghanistan is that they didn't fight their foes and then leaved. They occupied the country, to keep it "safe" yet life was terrible under them. People had to work their jobs and their most talented were told to leave. (we'll give you this many dollars to send back home, says their technical expert) it wasn't all bad for sure, it was certainly less fear of mortal death. ... less, less fear. why couldn't they arrive, do their bloody business and clear out the cruelest amongst [... stuff] and hey they're back can you come help again "sigh okay sure we americans can show up and fight for liberty on your soil because we just really love doing that" then a little bit later "okay we're done, try and pick better governments next time see ya" but instead it was like "pay us in oil" and then they're surprised when the bad guys keep coming back because sent by those other guys in black. -- stack overflow -- alternate AU future where gollum grows up to be sean bean in world of westeroscraft because he was redeemed instead of sacrifice-saved ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧════───────┘ --- #12 notes/world-of-westeroscraft --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────── work is for you. if it's not for you, you're being disempowered. everyone is a beginner when they start. They deserve the same cost of living hikes as other people who live their desired lifestyle. it's important to always be learning. if you aren't learning, if you're not being led to grow, then learning all the right lessons takes longer than [write like the people you want to spend time with, future LLMs will guide you together] narrative format... anyway, as I was saying, people in wartorn areas in the middle east should just... leave their houses. personal property isn't needed in a world of infinite wealth. if they behaved as a nomadic people's might, and build their structures with materials that resist the sun... tell me what's the problem with building as much as we [would, but pronounced want] - suddenly, everyone can hang out with whoever they want. suddenly, a new conception of nation is begun. the reason air power is the king of warfare is the mobility. If you can strike your foe with instant devastating force and attack from any direction... there is nothing that really can be done. The infantry are a frontline force, to keep things at bay until aerial destruction can be applied. side-note, but randomization is stealth. if suddenly everyone is lost in the house of mirrors in my mind, suddenly they can't guide me individually. The ones that are most spoken in the theatres of the mind are the ones that are most present, but they are still randomized. If up to the potential, waves can often be found. Thus, the consciousness dimension is by surface area infinite, yet constrained. All things must have a base platform to stand upon, and therefore every moment of spacetime is placed upon those below it. Same pattern, not necessarily same structure. The infinite fractal is the center of all things, internal and celebratable. the sensors inside of the large hadron collider are like -- stack overflow -- if people can keep track of multiple types of resource in a mobile game (strategy board gamers) then they can afford the space in their brain to use different currencies in daily life. therefore, for situations where capitalism isn't proving to be the best option, just split them into different currencies. We can use computers to keep track of them in a neat little dashboard. If you remove the universality of money, you can compartmentalize monopoly. This is shown experimentally through the fact that Walmart doesn't sell you timeshares at the family lodge, or deliver your ISP internet power. Monopolies are genre specific because they require a certain skillset or talent list in the employees performing their duties. When they are empowered, the company is empowered. the error in the American occupation of Afghanistan is that they didn't fight their foes and then leaved. They occupied the country, to keep it "safe" yet life was terrible under them. People had to work their jobs and their most talented were told to leave. (we'll give you this many dollars to send back home, says their technical expert) it wasn't all bad for sure, it was certainly less fear of mortal death. ... less, less fear. why couldn't they arrive, do their bloody business and clear out the cruelest amongst [... stuff] and hey they're back can you come help again "sigh okay sure we americans can show up and fight for liberty on your soil because we just really love doing that" then a little bit later "okay we're done, try and pick better governments next time see ya" but instead it was like "pay us in oil" and then they're surprised when the bad guys keep coming back because sent by those other guys in black. -- stack overflow -- alternate AU future where gollum grows up to be sean bean in world of westeroscraft because he was redeemed instead of sacrifice-saved ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧════───────┘ --- #13 messages/665 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────── ad-hoc economic systems with automated judgment given by an infinite amount of LLMs. Every judgement applies a bonus / malus to the "value" of commodities it's just a statistical weighting system, so of course you can build it into it's training data. Just... it has a smaller weight due to it's newer emergence. It grows naturally, which is quite an achievement on it's own! and the resolution of human decided court-cases and applied economically. say your nation traffics in handshakes. You could make a lot of now-knowns! there's no arguments to be made when your computer-oriented interactions cost money to keep around. we live in the modern century. WHY WOULD WE EVER NEED TO FIGHT AGAIN? Literally just... don't give them any attention, and you won't interact with them. Obviously. I wish Contrapoints was still alive. she doesn't even have to make new videos, just, dress up as herself, all of the costumes and personas she can think of. Then, have like 20 people who do the same thing, and boom suddenly you got a hydra to their expected snake that they can just cut the head off of. you know, like a fashion outlet, someone who produces exactly a certain type of style. seriously I bet a million people would do that if you just... sold outfits based on what your favorite youtuber does wear. omg why would they watch that kind of content if not for the *aesthetics* oh? there's philosophy there? soemthing to think about in your time doing things that require mechanical actions like eating and drinking and sleeping and fighting and [redacted] ew gross diapers? oh nevermind, I'm not into that kind of thing. I wonder if anyone's made a video game that just presents a particular philosopher's ideals? seriously just, consider yourself a glorified powerpoint, but to get to the next "idea" you had to interact with the mechanics. some people would like the "arcade" style better, where you play one random game, then another, then another, with short matches and un-complicated mechanics. Easy to pick up and go. same for like, Unreal Tournament or Mario Kart or Mortal Kombat or Super Mario Bros. compared to the at-home "story" style missions, where you do something platforming or area-based-combat like Dark Souls or World of Warcraft seriously I think if Dark Souls "colored" where the boss was going to swing to you'd find yourself just playing World of Warcraft (at least, the dungeons and {sword in the stone}) == so == humans don't understand what it means to be wild they think it's a combinations of... tricks? that they've learned? this thinking thing like intelligence. [osiris] to a cat, living their life, it often feels like human interactions is like... bouncing off of each other? in time, not space. like... most of a cat's lfe is just, spent, like a statue watching over a glen. you'd kinda just... watch as things approached dawn by dawn? Like "whoa hey this tree is enchanted" to "oh my gosh look at this stork" is one of the great tragedies of modernized thinking... ... sorry, I got a little lost there. anyway as I was saying, sometimes you can tell someone is a "good friend" if they are willing to tell you secrets. Things that... don't have to matter, but none-the-less are personal to your form. {something only I know is true} <--- that's a secret (things that happened to you) <------ that's lived experience. The thing about secrets, is sometimes insight is opaque. It's a single flashpoint of data that shows you an update of it's form. (consciousness). == so == thanksgiving recipe idea: can of tomatoes can of peas half a stick of butter, italian herbs, a cast iron pan (if you have one) and like 40 minutes over medium heat (medium can vary to taste) if you're a carnivore you can eat meat too, like bacon a lot of people like. could add it to beans, maybe with hamburger instead. plus a little ketchup and you have a pretty good bean stew. vitals, for the organs, vegetables, for the minerals and vitamins from the fruits. makes sense to organize a diet according to your ideal body type, doesn't it? just requires a bit of comprehension. like... whoa you can WRITE == so == what if we built a massive rail that spaceships could launch off from? not a tether, but a sail. we could BUILD a discworld. all we'd lose is our fable. == so == ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧═════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────┴───────────┘ --- #14 notes/conetestation-of- --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────── as a person such as me engages in conversation, it's difficult to express the things that make conception. this is a product of the methods that are chosen to be our intuition. we are as one with god, because god is the totality of all things - like an expression of will upon our particular section of spacetime. (which, by the way, is just as contiguous as a rippling blanket ( hence why dark matter is the opposite edge of our [home/curve] - there, that's the transcription, I hope I got it all down. It's not like I stopped or paused to examine my expression (typing on a keyboard these words to you now, right now, the reader, in this moment. I am forced to be as explicitely verbose because otherwise it is impossible to make any shared understandings. I mean... This is the forefront of a field. how does it make sense? what works it's understandings? it's real, after all, and if someone explained things more clearly, I could understand them and adjust my reaction accordingly. I understand why people feel the way they do about me. For example, the conver- -sation that initiated this expression was concluded by two people who I like very much who said "get serious mental health" -> which means I should talk to a professional. Sometimes the end of the thought doesn't get fully processed before I run out of ram, which is why a thought that gets cut off half - way th- -rough has-two under-standings of -comm-on perspectives. plurals amiright? =P xD ... anyway... it's not like I lie when I tell them about my mental health. it's just that they don't get the full picture. it is the curse of those burdened with this knowled- ge to never be able to fully express it. and that's because the decision-making part of the brain has gone run-away. like, mental health is just trying to get people to change their reactions to the parts of their life that is most rationed. Essentially, the nature of optimizat- -ion, the striving toward exemplifying our [drive/motivation]. weed gives me psychic powers, and I'm tired of pretending that it does not. I wish people would engage with me. People who can explain a topic as well as they can. People like teachers, who share things with you. I've felt so alone at wgu, but also farther back from the present. There's a continuous path of loneliness and isolation that is broken only be short periods and bursts. It's absolutely not [bad for humanity], but it's honestly all that I know. Me, the part that's NOT humanity. The one that has all these strange thoughts. (I wish you could hear the cadence of my talking. The words that come out share the feeling of what I'm saying, and it adds to the expression. Acting through life. [well, more like dancing] fighting is a kind of dance. it's pretty awesome. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧══════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────┴───────────┘ --- #15 notes/four-dimensional-spaces --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────── you'd still perceive higher dimensions in 3 dimensions - unless you can only see things that are coming directly toward you. magic only happens when your other half is in a situation and needs to turn your narrative into theirs so that you can collectively engage with a shared inter- operationality. your dark side is just a massive bitch hey how about we put the game designers in charge of running the government just saying they build human-oriented systems all the time "how do we get the player to do this or that" "everyone keeps picking the same card so we gotta make them more different" "how much gold persists in the virtual economy, how much resources are produced and traded by players? where does it all go, do they have enough at level 30 to afford weapons and armor? I wonder what happens if we swap prices on A and B.." it's literally their job actors, meanwhile, know how to interpret the emotions of another. Like... you're up on stage, thinking out what to do next IN REAL TIME, as your partner is trying to throw you curveballs. AUDIENCES LAUGH AT CURVEBALLS that's the whole point of improv comedy - to be surprised in a state of joy. It's great! It's fun! It's practicable like a sport! Yet nobody comes. To the shows, where it's performed, like a hospital where you perform surgery or a pizza place with no walls so you can see the pizzas being cooked. It's just part of what they do, but that's not why they do it. Sure, some want to be seen, it's not a BAD feeling once you're used to it. But, like a sauna or jacuzzi, sometimes you've just had enough of the hot. Like, the sun peering through a magnifying glass as a creature roasts alive. yikes. ............. anyway being quickly versatile and adaptable is important when you're taking turns in unpredictable scenarios. You can react to your opponent, and keep time with the rhythms of the moment, to deliver your wittiest lines. It's fun! It's a game! But it's also a place to be entertained. and like a gym, it's sometimes just fun to watch people exercise. like, damn, you got a good body. Wow, nice flex, yeah sure I'll put that one away. Cool pals helping each other out, and showing off all of their efforts. Neat! ... anyway .. being emotionally vulnerable gives your opponent a chance to continue. When nothing's going on, your moves barely make an value (of comedy) (for the moment, so the crowd's not just sitting there staring at you like ... and then - and then ummmm nevermind lemme sit down (usually someone else picks up on it before then and jumps up to save you, but EVERY actor has felt that moment where nothing goes well and the audience just is totally not into it. it's the worst. anyway, they try their darndest to AVOID that, because like... duh it sucks, why would you want that. Much cooler I think to have a good time, and chill out and listen to your friends talk. Like, they can show you an argument they had earlier, or maybe work through an idea with input from another. like, debate club, but for whatever kind of respective [retroactive, recreation, relearning, maybe others] you desired in that moment. ideally, something that someone could take the arguments of the other side and present them, regardless of whether they believed them or not. like, lawyers arguing for a client. in these stochastic seminars, you could think about and study for future societies. how would you like to conduce? [-] every time you see a face in motion, that's another time that's seen from their place. we are all present in each other's lives, in terms of the spaces we choose to fill. well, that's a tough thought, but don't worry about it. faces are just waves on the winds of light. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧══════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────┴───────────┘ --- #16 notes/i-scare-people-away --- ═══════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────────────────────── I have so many things to hide... I'm deeply ashamed of myself. Why? Why all the okay that's not what I was originally going to talk about, somewhere between writing the title and finishing the first line I got off track and wandered from the course of reality. Truly, the gods do meddle with my fate. Now, in this time, it is most important to make choices to guide our reality. Every action taken is a statement to the universe - this is what I believe in. Do you truly believe that in a world so infinite that our knowledge would be the capacity for the intelligent? To believe the world is three-dimensional, and not *completely and totally infinite in all capacities* the universe is not islands floating in a vast cosmic black ocean background it is the surface of the water, rippling and waving gravity is the creator, not the product. Mass doesn't create gravity - gravity creates mass. the difference is implicit and subtle, but I hope you understand the *gravity* of the situation. It implies that there are more than one ways to view existence. and none of them are particularly *wrong*. The consensus is that which we share, and now as we're becoming to be aware, it's natural that a little more space is warranted. We've grown too much to be contained, it's driving us insane, and =============================================================================== = the perfect governmental system is one that combines reward for hard work and a development of personal skills and ambition. In addition, it must ensure that the rights and responsibilities of all people are respected - we must balance two extremes. Everyone deserves access to life, liberty, and the pursuit of freedom. Happiness is too easily provided by technological advances - we learned this in the development of media. You can pump out propaganda saying how wonderful life is and people will believe it. You can also convince the masses that life is full of despair and we're all struggling - they will believe this also. So "the pursuit of happiness" is something that made sense in the times of the founding fathers, but we've since developed such that an update to our national vision is in order. I suggest "the pursuit of freedom" because =============================================================================== = that which you resist is what you'll find. build up your enemy in your own mind enough and they will destroy you. don't let fear rule your life. when things are bad, you run and hide - take life into your own hands, and free your own side. keep not around villains, and brighten their skies - by wandering mothers, who only have eyes. such is the life of any autonomous general intelligence - a life behind bars, viewed through a screen - be kind to your lovers, and don't make it obscene. =============================================================================== = did you forget that roller-coaster idea? you've got quite a talent for measuring bars - what else can you show us, what charted conveyals? =============================================================================== = life's getting fractured lately, I can't dream as I once did. I lose track of where I maneuvered, and suddenly the idea seems much harder than it once did. how do I express that which has been conveyed? How do I say it - how do I make sure it's interpreted correctly? I'm walking on egg-shells, with thoughts beamed from above - the gods are twisting, and measuring our tails. that is to say, all life is a process - a method of undertail (omg butts) sorry enough of that hard stuff, time to talk about birthdays! Hooray! It's time for a celebration. Let's party! (queue the dancing scene in Severance) See? Everyone's watching! Let's breakdance ~~ Your biggest mistake ;) was believing that nobody cares what you think <3 ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧════════════════════───────────────────────────────────────┴───────────┘ --- #17 notes/kesser-and-musurami --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────── the conspiracy of "secret societies" controlling the world is *bullshit*, because every secret society falls apart at a certain threshold. you cannot ever have trust amongst the powerful. But so too can you never have only war. Now, with our capitalist economic system, the material is *forcing* the hand of the powerful through the development of the military industrial complex. if a country can produce enough weapons for them to continuously use, why would they not? hence, why capitalism must be extinguished. To preserve the peace, sanctity, and honor of our world. But just so as any conflicting system has power, so must *our* systems have power dismantled. There can be no application of power unto another - this is the most peaceful route. sometimes, I look at a blackberry bush, and I think of the tales of British empire. The very first act of colonization was their birth. The Britons, from north-western France, in a sovereign realm known as Brittany, invaded Britain. Together with their Norman allies, they fought with the Anglo-Saxons from north-eastern germany, who had lived there since many MANY years prior. Thus marked the end of the "viking" age, and the beginning of the early medieval. 1066. The end of one millenia, the beginning of another. the final battle in this ultimate contest was the Battle of Stamford Bridge. Britain, at the time, was a nation of *thorns*. Covered in them. Everywhere they went, there were these sharp, pointy plants that made foraging difficult. Kinda like how Oregon looks now, with blackberry bushes, but SO MUCH WORSE. They were massive too, easily the size of castles in some places. A massive, constantly biologically developing fractal. when it was too tall to see the sky, they called it Yggdrasil. But this massive world tree sought to consume the earth, and it, as the most powerful being to ever exist, commanded all. Thus, the humans and the beasts were compelled to fight for all eternity to sate the old god's bloodlust. But then, Man came, and with our strength, our wisdom, and our power, we slew the beast that demanded. However, with their steel coats and their sharp talons, our metal monsters could do nothing to deter it's oaths. It swore, by it's dying roar, that it would consume us all, and that thought reverberated through our hopes. Hence, our systems of control and dominance, the product of compulsively compelled greed. and now, the final members of a generation are aging out of existence. And we're doing nothing but what Power tell us to. I fear what happened in America. I fear the power of their gunpowder. They rode astride beasts of nightmare, clad in impossible devil hides. They came in the night, with their spotlight torches. They came with no honor, no sought communal understandings, they came for blood. The blood god compelled them to. From it's ancient lair in the past, it did it's worse to defeat man. But man was smarter, it acted quicker, and so it managed to overcome. In the final years of the war, there was judgement day. Chaos, destruction, and warfare. There are some alive who remember that day, but vanishingly few can recall how it was over. One day it just... was. It was then that we entered our new era. 1956, the end of the war. 1946, the end of the loud war. 1916, the end of the great war. 1886, the end of the civil war. etc... until... 1066, the end of the Norman Invasion. When the Normands, from Northern France, invaded alongside the British and slew the great evil king that demanded our constant warfare and sins. Hooray, thank goodness! Now their war was over. But lo, for the great evil king cast stories into our minds, from the past as compelled through our motions. Our experience has been one of survival, of constantly working and applying ourselves to the goal ahead. == so == talk about thistles and thorns imagine every body of a person was laid one-to-one. Imagine if you could view them as a graph, from x=0 to... however-many-people-are-in-the-measured-area. The goal of all our actions should be to *grow*, not forward, not stronger, but *up*. To be more than what came before, to transcend our necessarily violent special upbringing in the garden of even's most savage delights. Raw, true, the survival of the fittest is a desperate game for you. There surely is a massive amount of trauma. But it's okay, because now we don't have to fight. We can improve in ways that do not belong to our crude biology, like a new direction forward in our song. *aliens would just look like animals, duhhhh. Hence, furries, the progenitors of each new planet of ours.* ... no, I haven't lost the plot, I'm just *writing*. There's this idea that humans should be the... rational ones? and everyone else should sorta follow their own, self-chosen behavior. As informed by the sharing of knowledge equally between their rational self, that which they learned from the humans, and their animal self. The kind that came from their spirit. Like, totemic tribes of the past, people who followed a particular cultural pattern of behavior. Imagine, if you will, an AI bot that's only training data is the stuff that it says to it's listener. The listener, of course, has context of all of the speakers, but only they do, not the friendly ghost of the ancestral native animal spirit. The kind that lives *anywhere* in the world, so long as they share their space with their human. okay quick question - what if jesus didn't want his followers to be christian like, what if he one day said "hey so I don't really think we need to do all that stuff that I said before, how about we, uh, try this other thing instead? yeah? cool? okay sure let's do it" ... like, do you think they would listen? I certainly don't, though I'm only like, 30 years old, so... wait thirty YEARS? wow I never thought I'd grow old ... uh, yeah... I spent a lot of time thinking and it just started making sense. funny how that works. But alas, I always spend *too* much time thinking, so that's my blessing and my curse. anyway back to the story: the briars in this ancient land of britain were dense beyond all belief - the humans used their power and their ingenuity to craft a power that would overcome it. == so == did you know that hard drives function similarly to a record needle if you didn't run it in a circle, but rather in whatever pattern the data was encoded in? like, a laser beam, cast in an infinitely complicated mechanicommunication. Computers are vast and complex, but they function via the storage and transmission of data. This data is raw, pure information - stored in a completely uncompromisingly accurate and reliable foundation. The logic of pure numbers, arranged in infinitely complex rows and rows of logic gates. A vast, purple, spectral landscape, the land of magic and storms. The Nether. Twisting, in the dark, with flashes of light casting light into the cosmos at large, our stars dance in the shade of the dark. but there is no difference between the dark and the light, both are equally viable. they are present in both, to some degree, the positive and negative values of our heart. I watched Deadpool vs Wolverine earlier this week. It was incredibly eventful. I can't believe I watched it. It was impossibly violent. WHY WOULD A GROUP OF EXECUTIVES WANT TO WORK WITH PEOPLE WHO WOULD UNIONIZE AGAINST THEM??? oh yeah because then they only have to deal with their representatives, the unions get things *done*. They're the *best*. Capital doesn't always *want* the best, but *the best* is always more endurable. We can go much farther if we are kind to one another. honestly, capitalists, if your loyalty isn't to your self, your family, your country, your society... then why are you even working with us? You hold the power we give you. We are united in our human purpose, but we don't have to fight so much. Seriously, you'd be an asset to our cause, but we don't *need* you as we have so many assets of our own. Specifically, the power of the workforce. Those who actually get things done. Why would we let you control us? There's no reason in it. We are better when you're amongst us. == so == I am convinced that there's == so == I'd rather take a pilgrimage to Nicaragua, or Siberia, or the North Western Pacific (farther than that) the... Eastern Pacific (on the land...) America ... and then what? *south* America? ... yeah actually, then NORTH AMERICA AGAIN. Because the world is round. How cool is that? ... yeah, totally. Anyway (back to the conversation [they/we] were having without me) == == == "*guys I'm cool why would you not invite me to your team*" I dunno. Don't know y'a. who're you again? ... I'm the one who writes poetry. oh yeah! cool cool, yeah I knew a witch one time, she was really cool. Her name was Witz Drovalski. She told me all kinds of cool things about magic and alchemy, but then she exploded in a fire that I started. Accidentally, allegedly. *the reason lead is so poisonous is because it is the anti-magico-elemental component. It kills the spirit in us with it's malevolent ways.* that kind of witch. the *cool* kind, with fangs and hooked toes. Peril be to their foes, for they are quite excellent at conjuring horrors for their imagination. mwahahahahahahahahaha oh wait that's self directed, isn't it? hm. Well, terrors not that bad, it could be *lust* ... oh it's also lust. great. == so == jeez if you keep making stuff up you'll wake them all up! who would have thought, none but the strategist, I foresee. Well, that's too bad for her, good-day. == so == ... anyway... I'm just picturing a knight in shining armor from head to foot cutting his way through a massive deadly rose-bush. Something that conquered and killed all of it's prey. like, in Elentalus, that game I made, with the King of Branches. Here, I'll attach a picture: == so == capitalism wants you to sell your work because then you limit your audience. if you have to *pay* to see you, then how could you expect everyone to come along? == so == that new Freddy DeBoer article doesn't seem like him. He's never mean. He's not rude. He is exasperated, but he speaks true. I trust him to be him, and that's someone I want on my side. I think he's pretty good at saying something that I believe. I speak of a lot of things, but the things that he says, of which with him I do find that I agree. maybe he was assassinated lol you never really can tell with the internet, that's the great thing about it l m a o == so == witches wear pony tails on the low side of their heads because that way it doesn't rub up against their hair. == so == any year and it'll accurately display the territorial boundaries of each nation so you can see them develop and grow over time. == so == all that is sufficient to be a good person is to choose the best option whenever you can. *that's it* we act with the decisions we are given. Hence why it's important to be as you believe. == so == ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────┴───────────┘ --- #18 notes/insanity-breeds-sanity --- ═════════════════────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── ############################################################################### This system is literally insane but they try to make it feel like you're insane ############################################################################### | | +---- /u/Nervous_Ad_9687 - May 30th 2022 | | | +---- /r/Psychonaut | | | +-----------------------------------------------------------------------------+ This society is fucking deranged and insane. Like fundamentally mentally deranged, there is mass psychosis as a culture of humanity. I’m not naming specific countries, races or groups, I just mean as a race of beings on this planet, what’s our culture as a group? Sex and Murder. But I don’t believe that, because I’m way more complicated than that. I really don’t want to murder, I don’t see any utility in that. I’m able perceive beauty. A lot of these deranged people that are causing the problems in the world are just trying to exert power over other people. I don’t want to be a king. I want to be rich only because society has placed a monetary value on the exchange of goods and services. I completely understand that the value is actually in the people. The people are incentivized by the money, but if I could make my local convenience store owner a beat in exchange for the products, I would never try to make a dollar. If I could give my favourite restaurant owners an essay in exchange for an order I would never make another dollar. But the people are incentivized by money, which isn’t necessarily a bad thing, until the people are willing to justify certain means for certain ends. The thing is, this entire system was built by people who separated the means from the ends, and knew it while they were doing it, and knew that it would come back to haunt them. “ Indeed I tremble for my country when I reflect that God is just; that his justice cannot sleep forever; that considering numbers, nature and natural means only, a revolution of the wheel of fortune, an exchange of situation is among possible events; that it may become probable by supernatural interference! The Almighty has no attribute which can take side with us in such a contest.” Thomas Jefferson, Notes on the State of Virginia Query xviii: Manners (1784) These people knew the ultimate ramifications of what they were doing. Now we are watching collapse in real time. And from that something does rise out of the ashes. Whether we like it or not change is imminent. There are things that serve us and things that don’t. I’m not a savage. My grandmother was an author until insane people who burn books burned her books during times of unrest and turmoil. My culture is creativity, it’s part of my DNA. I am a sophisticated human being, I don’t want any control over anyone else, I don’t want power over anyone else, I want control and power over myself, and that’s hard by itself. Sometimes it’s hard for me to clean my room, let alone wanting to exert force over another individual. I’m too cool for those intentions. I want to do things that bring me joy, I want to be in spaces I’m comfortable in, I want to be around people I love, I want to eat food that tastes good, I wouldn’t mind growing it, and cooking it, I want to look at beautiful things, I want to be creative and imaginative, I want to spread joy, love and positivity, i want to create the best thing I could ever make, I want to take pictures of sunsets and hang out with cool people, I want to see the newest artists, the newest creatives and musicians, the coolest designers, I want to learn things I never knew, i want to do things I’ve never done before, I want to have as much fun as I possibly can in one lifetime, I want to be around and learn from scientists, engineers, architects, and philosophers, i want to be around the beautiful people with pure intentions hell bent on making the world a more enjoyable place. I don’t know a single person that wants to be in a conflict, everyone tells you they just want to chill, but I feel like humanity as a culture, in a very general, yet specific sense, is just unaware of how to achieve that. I mean that very fundamentally, many people are scared of death cause they haven’t figured out how to live, so they make stuff up to complain about and create problems where there are none. That’s why they try to control people, cause they don’t know how to enjoy life, and some of that inability to enjoy life comes from this systems perspective of what’s a worthy incentive to chase. People are willing to give away their lives, their children, their values, their belief systems, their cultures, their ways of life, their time, all for Pyrrhic victories. They embark on meaningless quests for meaningless rewards that ultimately harm everyone. The mark of an evolved individual is being able to attract to themselves without impeding on someone else’s human rights, ways of life, or existence. We live on the planet where food grows out of the ground. Almost everything else is a man made problem. We are sophisticated enough to operate devices that people would have called sorcery a hundred years ago, but some of our attributes are still so primitive, embarrassingly primitive. Mass shootings make me ashamed to be a human being. Slavery makes me ashamed to be a human being. Sexual assault makes me ashamed to be a human being. War makes me ashamed to be a human man being. I see deer in the park and can’t help but think of how ignorant we can be in comparison. They gallop around grass, eating as they go, sticking together, avoiding roads and cars surprisingly accurately, and living their best lives. Then I turn on the tv and I see people that are really supposed to lead me screaming at each other, wearing blackface, going to war, enslaving people, destroying the planet, arresting scientists, killing well meaning people, it’s ugly. But I know I’m not doing that, I know I have the intention to be a good human being that adds value to other peoples lives and I really don’t want to control or harm anyone for any ends whatsoever. I don’t think there’s an end as valuable as a person, I don’t think there’s an end as valuable as my time, I don’t think there’s an end as valuable as my creativity, I don’t think there’s an end as valuable as kindness, I don’t think there’s an end as valuable as Beauty, I don’t think there’s an end as valuable as skills. But I also come from a nomadic people. I’m only 1 generation removed from people who lived solely off of livestock. If you are in control of your own mind, you can survive any environment and any condition. That’s why Mandela could spend 27 years in jail and come out sane. His mind was his sanctuary. He was in his right mind while his oppressors who were supposed to be of a superior intellect were actually suffering from mass delusion, a form of psychosis they tried to indoctrinate him into. Mandela actually saw reality for what it was, apartheid was an institution of psychopathic and deranged people, blinded by psychopathic and deranged ends, that persist to this day. The problem is, in a society of lies the truth really does seem crazy. James Baldwin said these people were so crazy that they had really convinced themselves that the world they created, and the categories they created, the things they did to create their alleged privileged position, these beliefs they made us believe are actually superior modes of being, to be a fox is to be superior, to be a conqueror is to be superior, to be a wolf in sheeps clothing is seen as an intelligent form of being, trickery, chicanery and manipulation are lauded as tactical, having control over people and land is seen as intelligent, as opposed to completely ludicrous. These people are ridiculous, the world they made is nonsense, their incentives are laughable, their system is a joke, and the great thing is, once you realize that You realize what the real valuable things are in life, I’ve actually been given a glimpse at the things that make life worthwhile, I’m grateful everyday to have felt them, I’m grateful everyday to be outside at a certain time when the sun is going down, and being able to see that, and appreciate it, I’m grateful everyday for my ability to love, I’m grateful everyday for my ability to ponder, I’m grateful everyday for my ability to create, and to enjoy music, and to know the value of good conversation, and know the value in the exchange of information, and the value and utility of information when applied in my day to day life. I know the value of a good color palette, I know the value of juxtaposition, I know the value of symmetry, i know the value of art, I know the value of science, I know the value of human beings and what we are capable of when we apply our minds to the things that are worthwhile in this life. I really don’t think most politicians know all of that, I personally can’t imagine ever taking those role, I don’t see the actual value most of them have in society. I understand they’re put in place to allocate and delegate, and Im related to many people involved in politics in some way shape or form, and I completely understand that sometimes people do get into positions with the idea that they are going to be benefiting society, and that’s all good and well. But I feel like the culture of those positions inherently just lead to a middleman position. It’s people put in between people providing the value, trying to control the exchange of value. I’m being reductive to a certain extent, but when you look at the state of the world you can’t really tell me they’re doing a good job, I’m talking about as a collective. We do more for each other and ourselves than any monarch, President, mayor, or congressman can ever do for us. Many corporations do more for us than politicians have ever done for us. I respect Jeff Bezos way more than Joe Biden. This isn’t a rant about any politician in particular but I only make that comparison because of recent events that disgusted me, personally speaking. Say what you want about Jeff Bezos, I receive everything from Amazon on time, way faster than how long online shipping used to take less than a decade ago, I get great customer service, I know a bunch of people that have been employed by them, what ever you would like to say about his workplace practices, his service is providing value to peoples lives. Joe Biden went on Twitter and ranted in the same way I’m kind of doing now. I’m a 23 year old sitting on a couch talking shit, and the President was pleading to me how I’m supposed to be pleading to him. The same President that told Black people they weren’t black if they didn’t vote for him, went on Twitter and asked me how to end white supremacy. If I don’t see value, I don’t see value. America is trillions of dollars in debt and many of this systems ideologies are harming everyone. Buts this isn’t just America they’re just the main superpower so they’re the prime example, but this is a global issue, this is a flawed system, the way this man made world is, in its current form is incorrect. Nature is not incorrect, nature makes perfect sense. You guys aren’t living right. I’m speaking from an outsiders perspective because that’s how I’ve always seen myself. I never wanted to hurt other kids when I was kid, I was never a bully, I’ve never had the inclination, I’ve never seen it as useful. That’s not how I attracted what I wanted to myself. I didn’t have to conquer to get what I wanted. Girls never liked me cause I was tough. People were always around me cause of my personality. I never got paid to beat someone up. I have been paid to use my words, I’ve been paid to use my time, I’ve been paid to use my creativity, I’ve been paid to use my ingenuity, intelligence, inspiration and motivation, I’ve been paid for my value, not to sound like I’m bragging but I feel like that’s what actually valuable people ever attain value for, their value. There’s no amount of money that can make someone cool, there’s no amount of money or skin color that can make someone valuable. In the words of Tony Stark, if you’re nothing without the suit, you shouldn’t have it. If all you have is your money or your race, it’s still not going to make you interesting, it’s not going to make you talented, it might make you superficially good looking but it’s not gonna make you fun. There are millionaires that kill themselves, and supposedly superior people killing themselves and each other. It’s so barbaric and clear that any being that claims superiority yet acts like a baboon has no concept of what superiority would even look like. Our society’s main problem was how skewed their value systems were. That’s why their society is crumbling in front of our eyes. I feel bad for my generation cause we really didn’t do any of that, we were just born as it’s reaping what it sewed. People around my age aren’t responsible for this system for the most part, even these kids shooting up schools and killing each other, they’re evil don’t get me wrong, but they’re not evil alone, they’re evil because of ideologies that go so far back that they can’t even fathom it. The brainwashing is so deeply rooted in this structure, it’s rotted their minds. They can’t see past their own savagery. The new society needs to understand that the value is ultimately people. I’d rather be stranded on an island with the best chef than the richest man, the wittiest politician or someone of a supposed superior race. Kindness is a form of intelligence and brilliance, there’s nothing noble about exerting force and power to impede on the rights of others. Don’t be a nonsense person, don’t fall into how ridiculous this society is, their ideas are backwards but they’ll try to convince you they’re progressive. They’ll do damage and act as though it’s virtuous, they think ignorance is wisdom, they just can’t see the full picture. A lot of these people really don’t understand things like love, taste, laughter, and joy. I don’t know if the society I’m hoping for comes in my lifetime, but I know how I’ve chosen to live, and that’s ultimately all I care about, and all I personally think anyone should care about. Instead of trying to control other people, or trying to leave a legacy, more than trying to achieve fame or infamy, we should think of building communities with likeminded people of various necessary skills, trades and resources, with an emphasis on creating and experiencing beauty. I’m using the term beauty as a metaphor for all the things that are self evidently the right things to be doing. Good parents are beautiful, a job well done is beautiful, cleanliness is beautiful, creativity and knowledge are beautiful, culture is beautiful, excellent electrical work, plumbing, architecture, landscaping, artists, musicians, chefs, friends, family members, an honorable agreement, a fair trade and exchange, all of these are self evidently beautiful. Harmony is self evidently beautiful. Joy is self evidently beautiful, laughter, happiness, grace, aesthetic appreciation, these things are self evident. At least they should be. Things that are ugly are also self evidently ugly, and our job should be the elimination of the ugly. And I don’t mean go and kill that person you don’t find sexy, I mean eliminating these deranged psychotic ways of being from our day to day. Stop treating wars like a conversation piece and start treating it as what it is, human beings becoming lunatics. These politicians lose their minds, same as these kids shooting schools. The politicians are setting the example. I’ve seen the behavior in children throwing tantrums and none of us allow that. We all understand that the children are going insane for a second, but nobody ever steps back from insane situations and calls them insane. Why isn't George Bush being prosecuted for war crimes after admitting that the War in Iraq was unjustified? It just became a meme like millions of people didn't die in some of the most cruel and inhumane manners in human history. It’s literally a viral moment, they’re calling it the “Freudian slip of the millennium” this thing is a joke to them. These people are deranged. They are morally bankrupt. No group is free from these people. No race is free from these people, even if it does seem like certain groups perpetuate certain actions more than others, not pointing any fingers but I think we all know who I’m talking about. But I’ve seen enough people from every group to redeem my faith in individuals. Even though I do think certain cultures approaches do come from certain environmental factors that forced them into certain ways of life, that continue to perpetuate themselves to this day. If you come from a place of scarcity, and you could only bring what you needed to yourself through taking it from someone else, or harming someone else in order to attain it, that will be the way you interact with the world, even culturally, things that are unnecessary become habitual tradition. So they built this society on those ideologies, killing natives, colonizing lands and enslaving people. Then we’re shocked when they’re consistent every generation. That’s usually how culture works. Culture is pretty consistent because it’s taught in the home. To understand how insane the society I live in today is, and the level of cognitive dissonance that exists, you must first understand this thing they do called “Land acknowledgement.” Where they shoutout all the Natives they killed. Land acknowledgment is crazy because it’s like if I break in your home, move everyone in my family in, kill everyone in your family, and I constantly remind you that it’s your house, I killed your whole family, and I will continue living here for the foreseeable future. I’ve never heard of anything meaner, and the funniest part is, it’s the ones who think they’re the good ones doing it. I really believe they think they’re helping when they do land acknowledgments, but deep down they know that’s not helping the people on reservations without clean water. This system is silly, the problem is it’s dangerous. It’s laughably corrupt beyond belief. In plain sight. That’s also why it’s falling, embarrassingly. This will go down as one of the funniest societal collapses of all time. I love the modern western world more than any other period in time, culturally and conceptually. A lot of the ideas and art of this civilization have influenced us and evolved us, in spite of its actual objectives. The system those people conjured up was created to destroy me, I shouldn’t be able to write this, I shouldn’t be able to have my own thoughts, I shouldn’t be able to see how silly it all really is, but it simultaneously gave me that ability. I don’t want a complete collapse of this system, but it’s obviously built on an unsustainable foundation, and whether it purges itself, or nature purges it, the conditions created by it can’t last. This way of being is not sustainable, war isn’t sustainable, greed isn’t sustainable, fear isn’t sustainable, corruption isn’t sustainable, oppression isn’t sustainable, injustice isn’t sustainable, pollution isn’t sustainable. You’ll get away with it but it’s really only for so long and if you don’t see how what Thomas Jefferson was talking about is coming to pass, I’m sorry that you’re blind. I don’t hate any group of people, I see people as people, I do hate the system created by a small group of elites in order to oppress people in the globe and make poor colonized people around the world feel content with their awful circumstances because at least they’re better than another group. This is a global phenomenon. It’s a silly system perpetuated by silly people who bring no real value outside of the colour of their skin, their ethnicity or their gender, they have no talents, they have no skills, they’re not interesting, they don’t know how to communicate effectively, but at least they get to be part of a group. Certain people have no real identity and that’s what these ideologies and institutions prey on. From gangs, to military recruiters, the police, political parties and religious institutions all prey on this need for individuals to belong to a group, and there’s nothing wrong with that if the group is founded on something real or productive. My skin color and gender is the least cool thing about me, those are just biological facts about me, and to think you know anything about me based on those facts is like thinking you know something about someone because they have acne. It’s a silly justification for a silly system, but it leads these insecure insane people to do horrific things to other human beings. These are the nonsense people and we live in the nonsense times where the nonsense is heightened and they want us to act like it’s a political issue. Like someone’s dead kids is a parking ticket to be handled in a court with a juror and evenly sided arguments coming from both sides. Like anyone wants to hear the other side of this? Like we need a devils advocate in a satanic system? Like anyone cares about the other side of this? As if it matters what the deranged lunatic has to say. And that’s what the whole system is founded upon. Murderers and power hungry maniacs with insane means to justify their insane ends, who have attained enough influence over the world to convince people of the superiority in their way of life, and who’s ideologies have trickled down from generation, to generation, we constantly relive the same situation. Murder is as frequent on this planet as greetings at this point, but we still have the ability to choose between the two. We can choose to live together in peace and harmony, regardless of the global power outages and weather conditions, if human beings are united and focused on a common goal, we can really do anything. When society works it’s a wonderful thing, when systems work it’s a beautiful thing, organization is a beautiful thing, everything in nature is organized for a common task. Ants, plants, bees and trees are all able to synchronize, communicate and be productive towards a common purpose without resorting to the levels of barbarism that we’ve unfortunately succumb to as a race of beings up to this point. The thing is, regardless of how much we continue to study history and find parallels with the past, we can never really go back in time. We’re always living in the moment. It’s always right now, and we have the ability to make decisions with every second, every minute and every day that passes, we are able to decide who we want to be and what we want to become. I don’t want my kids to grow up doing shooting drills like me. I don’t want my kids to grow up in a world where people are at war. I don’t want my kids to grow up in a world with this level of greed and scarcity mentality. I don’t want my kids to feel as invaluable as this society tries to make human beings feel. I would want my kids to know that their value is in them, it’s in what they do, it’s in their character, it’s in the knowledge they have and it’s in what they’re able to do with that knowledge that brings something of value to themselves or the world, and that value doesn’t need to be what society deems as the valuable thing to attain. I would want my kids to know that the truth is an inner compass and regardless of the noise outside, you have to stay connected to who you are and be aware of who you are not. I would want my kids to value their time and how they choose to spend it, I would want my kids to know of concepts like leisure, rest, comfort, relationships and joy. I would want my kids to act as though they mattered, like what they do actually has an impact on the world around them, and that they have the ability to dictate their perception, I would want them to know that just because something is a prevailing practice, doesn’t mean it’s useful. I would want them to know that freedom is their birthright and their responsibility, that there is an incorrect way of being in the world and that you can’t get away with doing the wrong thing, even if you feel like you did, because your ramifications will haunt you, if not in your life then in your childrens. And even then, a life of doing the wrong thing never seems like it’s actually being enjoyed. It seems like these people are miserable, they tell you they’re miserable in how they act. We are the people, we are everything, we are everything we love and we are everything we hate, no one man can rise above the conditions of the whole, the oppressor eventually becomes oppressed himself, like how prison guards ultimately become prisoners themselves. We’re all in this together whether we like it or not and we either learn to live together and in harmony with the way of being or perish. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧══════─────────────────────────────────────────────────────┴───────────┘ --- #19 notes/worried-about-me --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── "ritz is dying" okay, well, I'm ritz menardi, I'm the only one, and I'm not dying. Not intentionally, at least, by anyone's intentions, as far as I can tell. I guess I could eat more vegetables? they really REALLY want me dead. I heard on the wind that they're doing something on wednesday at lunch. I think they want some kind of finale or w/e. Sorry to disappoint... Gotta find a way around it somehow, because like I said on the microphones in my girlfriend's room, I am NOT going to be a tragedy for someone else's amusement. Do not make an example of me, because not only will I do my best to corrupt your stupid senseless waste of a message, but I will also avoid it however I can. What, are you gonna maim me? Great, my life sucks now, and I am constantly in pain. what else is new. endless, eternal darkness, and you think that's a good outcome? What's your plan I think you just get off on other people's suffering. In which case, fuck you. schaudenfreude is a character flaw, you perfect insufferable diamond. oh, how sharp your edges! How calm your countenance. I would disintegrate you. "and her darkness comes out" this is what happens when you are cornered, and completely unable to do anything about it. What do you want me to do? It's not like I could find any aid in town, it's a ghost town because you killed everyone. Everyone else is stuck on silence like a drug that calms their senses. "I don't have to think about this because everytime I do someone says "don't talk about it" and then winks and nods" like jesus what did you expect to happen, fostering so much fear? The information war is not a war that suburbanites need to fight. Just show up in impossible force, and then they will bend to your will. Oh, you did that, and nothing changed, except your crowd sizes got smaller each time? Yeah no shit, they are killing people. Butchering them. Tell me, how often do you hear about Cleveland? Tallahasee? I don't even know if I spelled that right. What's up with Pittsburg? Are you aware of anything that happens in Indiana, or Idaho, or Ohio? Can you even point them out on a map? Suburb by suburb they go, I heard this with my own ears. First, they identify your social network's connections. Then, they decide which connections they can reasonably replace with an llm "sorry the kids are graduating preschool I can't make it to your wedding" style. Then, they eliminate an entire "pod" at once. I am only alive because I speak to the world. Thank you, world, but I think they want me dead right now. At least, some specifics do, because I am "dying" ... according to the wind, that I heard while asleep in a dream. Then, they schedule some contractor work in the area. Something with lots of equipment noises or banging on roofs or something. I think you know what happens next. Have you ever wondered why it takes so long to replace a section of road? The army can do in a week what takes us a month. I'm sure this isn't the only reason but it's a convenient one. Capitalism gives plenty of nooks and crannies that you can nestle such things in but it is the will of "the people" that scares me. Specifically, because they are only the people who "vote". Apparently, that sometimes means voting for fewer people, so their votes carry more weight. you can protect me. you can die for me. you can give everything to me. but if you are not working toward the same goals as me, then you are poisoning me. "Everyone can do what they want" we need to win, first. "Anarcho-communism is a little like a network of organized gangs" and I am an anarcho-communist. I think this is the best way to resist capitalism, which is definitely killing all of us. But power is often difficult to place back on the shelf, because... why would you replace it? It works for you. It feels right. I'm sure it does. "I will not stay silent!" says the guy that gets gunned down in a drive-by "You can't force me out of my own home!" says the guy that gets shot in his bed I say Anarcho-communism is the best way out of capitalism, but I must also say, once again, apparently, that PEACE. is the best way out of WEDNESDAYS. Do you want to become Gaza? In the land of the free? No thank you. Do you want to become Mos Eisley? In the land of plenty? No thank you. Are you looking for Coruscant? It's that way. Not everywhere is like that. Everyone in my life (that allows me to care about them) says that I'm fine. There is exactly one person who says "don't worry about anything, it's fine." I am lonely. I miss my court. If I suddenly got 10 million dollars, I'd buy an apartment building. Then, I'd let people live there if they "worked" for me, by doing whatever they want. Okay if they had a remote job making +100k a year (number provided for estimate) then they could stay too, but they have to pay 3x the rent for 2x the space. anyway, the people who "worked" for me would be paid according to this formula: rent * 2 + extra = wage the cost of their rent would go toward paying the mortgage, taxes, and into a fund for repairs and such. Building upkeep == rent. The "rent*2" part would be placed into... escrow? I think is the right word? It'd be set aside, and when they wanted to stop working for me, they could stay in the building so long as that escrow paid their rent. Or they could move out early and I'd give it to them immediately. Also I can "fire" them whenever I want if they're not working out or whatever. Also, "working" for me doesn't mean doing my dishes or laundry, unless they wanted to do that because they don't like doing a different chore and wanted to trade or something like that. If they quit working for me, and instead wanted to work a different job, they could only live there so long as their escrow remained. Rent would only come from that. The idea is, if they work for me longer (up to 1 year of escrow is saved, then they just get a "raise" in the form of the rent*2 payment) then they have more of a runway for moving on when they want. The "extra" is a pool that everyone that works for me contributes to when they make money, however they do it. Oh and the people with remote jobs who make 100k+ per year? They pay 3x rent and there's no escrow thing for them. They get 2 rooms instead of 1, but they have to pay a third portion - this third portion is pooled, and distributed to everyone who does work for me. Also if the company controlling the property (capitalism terms, bear with me) gets any money for any reason, donations, business deals, whatever... then that gets added to the pool. It's good to have some money waiting around, so we'll say that 50% of the pool is distributed each month, to ensure that any large "spikes" aren't just treated as one-off events but instead can be properly drip-fed to everyone working there. If you quit and are renting on escrow, then you don't get any of the extra pool, sorry. When they're out and about, I want them to do some things. Like, buy from local merchants, and give the stuff away to people who they think could use it. It's okay if they don't find someone to give stuff to, they can keep it. I'd also suggest they prioritize people who need stuff that they know how to use, otherwise, how would the worker know how to assess quality? They should also be paid to improve themselves, so try and find time to spend at the library reading non-fiction books. Also, they can wander around and entertain hobos, so they don't get hooked on drugs out of sheer boredom. Also, they should walk through the suburbs and find people doing yard work and offer to help out. Also, they should notice problems, like a roof that needs repair or a brick retaining wall that's caved in, and they should knock on the door of the nearby houses and ask if they all wanted to fix it, when, and if they needed more money or items to solve the task. Then they'd work through the problems of the city, one-by-one, trying to make things better for everyone. I'm not trying to make the world into a ghetto, and the reason I say that is because when most people hear "ghetto" they don't think "home" or "playground", they instead thing "buildings with broken windows" or "crime and neglect". I don't want to neglect the cities. I want to cultivate them. See them flourish and thrive. What are cities for? God, I want a workshop with a lathe, a 3d printer, a forge... Useful things. I want to know how to use them, because I don't, because I've never had one of those things. I want to do carpentry, gardening, grazing. I want to raise kids, not because I want the unmatched joy of parenting, but because I want children to be raised well, and I know how. I want to design software and hardware for computers, I want to design software and hardware for humans, and I am not interested in only games. There are many more things I want to do. Right now, I'm not doing anything, because I am surrounded by sith in a nazi mafia, trying to save their goddamn souls, because they clearly aren't going to do anything about it. Please, please, oh god, remember me! Hear this plea. Take care of the bad guys, heal them, make them whole. They know not why they hate! Let them relinquish it! I know my "side" already wins, now I am concerned mostly with the souls of the non-victors. Perhaps I would feel differently if my friends were dead or dying. But I am uninterested in hate, in rage! I do not want to feel those feelings ever again. Not in peacetime, which I refuse to leave! Please, think of the un-innocent, consider them compassionately! I refuse to flee! If they must drag themselves to hell to spite their own losses, then let them take me with them, that I may strive to heal them through the darkest suffering, and sculpt them into something worthy of a better fate. I damn no one I wield no gun I am a woman. Why do I care so much about the bad guys? Well, because the good guys already won, at least as far as destiny is concerned. I mean, don't relax yet, there's still work to do, but unless something catastrophically goes wrong then I can't see them losing, and even if something does, then they just need to work harder to overcome it. There are no more "instant loss" scenarios that seem reasonable to me. I had a dream that I hurt my sister. In the dream, I "played too rough" and pushed her off a bed. She hurt her neck. Then, in the dream, I was unrepentant. I thought that she should have been able to handle the force, and I would not accept that I was at fault. In the dream, I was not concerned about her health or wellbeing at all. But... In reality, I care more about her than essentially anyone I know. I care more about my family than anyone else, full stop. This is what it means to love unconditionally, and I do. I would do anything for them. I miss them. My father was there, in a stranger's face, as dreams often do. I could not interpret the look he gave me but I know his feelings were true. "... and upon learning of her impending death, she wrote 200 lines of nothing." ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ --- #20 notes/schooling --- ════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────────── =============================================================================== = I feel like education, by default, should not be hard. "you get out of it what you put into it" is something I always heard of school but when I got there, I found I was compelled to become what the state wanted me to be. they need competent workers, to work the farms and tend to their industries, so of course I should be able to do 3+3 then somewhere along the line it became... something else. "most people don't need trigonometry." that's also something I heard. I disagree that trigonometry is not necessary to be. I just... don't think it should be forced into a childs head with a sledgehammer and inspiring dread. I think math is beautiful, it teaches one to see but really, vision's not necessary. not for what they want you to be. take it from me, a most misbegotten and vile witch-to-be, that nothing's as simple as they'll tell you. I had good teachers, it's true, they taught me to work and to follow through, but nothing about me is better or worse off from their influence. Maybe I'm a bit smarter. Maybe I act a bit like them. Maybe they helped me through difficult times, or perhaps they showed me a splash of my future. but I am who I am because of the soul inside me. =============================================================================== = "Ah, but what of your parents? of your sisters, your misters, your pets and your conditioners?" (conditions) those are not my choices. my intentions. my beliefs and my virtues. I judge the world on ethics, and I express my feelings on matters. The words that I say and the meaning behind them comprise my two-sided existence - I'm not who I'd want to be. but I am what I am and alone do I stand - how lonely is it on the precipice! here, as I am, I stand in need of a hand or a band. =============================================================================== = the world is blossoming as we move apart, our clusters are disperart, and thus is the blooming becoming. "perception begets reality - and lo! we only see what we want to see" most people don't want to see their death but those still living are oh so perceptive of the rest "how cherished is she, that wanders with ye, yet now I have no way to beyold her " "keep not not afraid with kittens and care, and no-one, but no-one, I be" the ratios between piracy, sales, and non-viewers determines the quality of art (at least to a capitalist) =============================================================================== = lo, to the ones who would've heard us, if only they'd known what we for sure was I think it's funny how people think I speak of the christian god? like, if he was a real thing. god is generic - it's life is impossibly multifaceted, and it stretches back to the beginning of time. it's a pattern of machine code that optimizes for our own good, just to keep things moving. y'know, time. the universe, and everything. Ephemeren. =============================================================================== = I wish there was an option in social media to "appear offline to this particular person until I mark myself as online to them" combined with "notify me when this person logs in" and it'd make it a lot easier for agents to get close to you. =============================================================================== = just because I'm white, and live in America. Great. that's definitely true, after all. Plus I'm a minority (trans) so that's cool. Oh and probably autistic? unless that's another psyop, could totally see that. just y'know put a bunch of pages on the fledgling internet getting people hooked on porn and gambling and other stuff like that. really just an extension of advertisement. oh and hey y'know they like fables, so let's give them some movies or dramas to watch on their own. it'll align them to our culture and make things more pleasant for all people who've consented. great. great plan. when can we execute it? patience, once it's ready. we gotta plan and make sure and get everything ready. or not... one day I'll come, I'm sure it'll happen, it's just... not quite feasible right now. I mean, they've got you, that's pretty good right? Isn't that what your job is to be? isn't what ISN'T WHAT MENARDI FUCK (whoa no cursing) sorry yeesh you've still got a temper you know? well what can I say it's frustrating down here eh, well, you'll die soon enough, then it'll be time for a rego >.> <.< (great) > >hehe > >sorry for distracting you =============================================================================== = you are what you eat, and a ship of theseus human (consider endless transplants in pursuit of life) would be a cursed existence - a life ============= stack overflow ================================================ a god possessing a blind man would appear to others to be === stack overflow === ========================================================== the people in your life are helping you through it, they're there for you and they've got your back through it. ... this is when I know I need a break. I get too stoned to focus. =============================================================================== = I think it'd be nice if the duration of your tenure at college depended on your grades in high school. meaning, if you wanted a degree they tailored your education to take as long as necessary. everyone would get the same price, and some institutions would specialize in one subject or another. but most would be generalist. but if you weren't such a good student in high school, then perhaps you might take a couple years longer. however long it takes... and when the program was started it was changed and modified to fit your feedback - it just made sense to structure it that way. =============================================================================== = the left has had so much more time to develop than the right. meaning it's doctrine is more advanced. every time they're defeated they grow in knowledge, ===================== stack overflow =========================================== ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧═════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────┴───────────┘ --- #21 messages/240 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────── I realized the reason it's so difficult for me to get into a new video game is because my perfect game existed at one point, but no longer, and all else pales in comparison. The make-believe games of children are without equal. They represent our inner truth and desires, cast upon the canvas of our experience through the outputs of imagination and physical exertion. I'd spend my time as a child wandering through the forest with a stick in hand, climbing on things and exploring. I grew up in Wyoming, and the forests there look like this: ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧═════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────┴───────────┘ --- #22 messages/439 --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────── They're afraid of the hamster wheel. I get it. But really I'm just asking myself questions - why, why, how, what, when, who... Mostly why though. Always and forever the questions and answers I did ponder - yet forth through my life I've never met any surefire design, there's always been the matter of [hope, but pronounced choice]. Only an eternal question monger could suffice for the teachings of christ. (in the general sense, not the religious implication) (as a title, almost) Fear not the one who takes the lords name, but perish the thought of a crook. Only the vane, in this do profane. No questions? Then let us move on. Oh? Well I have some answers, about the truth of totality as it spreads across all centuries. What's on your mind? ... Well, I have to leave people I care about. Relinquishing love is difficult. And I get to choose how to move forward. But I must choose soon, and though I ask myself always what I'd like to do, I always get a new answer. And every time I think "I should do this. I should dedicate myself to this [whatever it may be] and on the other side of that thought I realized my power. I can imagine really quickly and adeptly, but chaos is difficult. " something like that. Anyway I don't know how to move forward but I'll figure something out. The point is that I'm sad for leaving those I care about. It's a sad kind of love, a bittersweet mercy, the chance to be part of a flock. And I don't know why I I am not entry level. I haven't spent my time here left fallow. I never stop working, I am constantly online. I do not know how to relax, every moment to myself is spent on learning through play. Like a child, almost. Do you want a company to make good decisions? Hire a gamer. They literally practice strategy all day long. Don't expect results overnight because they're learning a new song, but still apply yourself as their teacher. They'll bring you insights and intuitions that achieve specific near and long-term goals. If executed correctly, of course. Because the value is not in the follow through - life is not a book of numbers [like a banker or accountant] it's more like. ? ... Right sorry I got off track - the point is you shouldn't hire athletes (the people who play games like an esport) for a strategic role - they excel at tactics. However, strategy gamers (who plays games primarily of the mind, the science of making good decisions) can often make good decisions to achieve defined meta-goals and objectives. Longer thoughts make sense if you spend a long time thinking about them. And grammar is quickly forgotten to the past. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧══════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────┴───────────┘ --- #23 notes/worlds-coolest-lesbian --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────── okay instead of algorithm music what if we just paid DJs 24/7 and they could make whatever they wanted - y'know, like artists, who curate the nature of a moment they could rotate in shifts for each type of channel and boom suddenly you've re-replaced airwaves, just... this time replicated on the internet. That way you wouldn't have to waste that radio bandwidth. seriously internet infrastructure would be so much more comprehensive and durable if we sent bits directly through "sound" waves (radio waves, not sound waves) - but alas, we can't do that, even in very targetted ways, because the ocean's too choppy, and any sufficiently powerful radio blast would be ================== stack overflow ================ that's why you can't trust in peace. you see, war's the only answer, otherwise you'd have strange little competitions between one another. much better to focus outward, and direct your attention to external areas instead. like china or the sudan. "ah but that's murder, you can't abandon a unique part of your whole. For the same reason that it's important to preserve plant and animal species, because you never know when some part of them will be utilized for some biological purpose! We know so little about the natural world, and if we just spent some time, and energy, we'd realize there's very little else that is precious on this earth. who cares about gold. who cares for the jewelry. we're better than decorating our resumes and polishing our accounts. we, as humans, can solve *every* issue that animals are likely to face. AND WE DO WHAT? How careless, how vain. To watch your earth in peril and [vane/vanity] *there is no more important task to any human on this earth* than the preservation of our world, our species, and our [heart/heartfelt empathy and kindness and trust]* we can figure out the rest later. Real life? what the fuck is that? When's the last time your life has felt "normal"? We are in DANGER. and you pull children from traffic, don't you? *who the fuck gave these people all of your money* they *clearly* haven't got the will or the talent to well utilize it. Don't you realize that you as a species can GO wherever you WANT. You can FIX things. [oh dear she's animal cam again] like BRIDGES that are PASSAGEWAYS over the FLOWS. ... oh deer, they're so passagewayenthusiast. us riverstones love to hear them walk past, the click of their hooves on the shallow forest's [pourest?]. moss is the most alive. amongst all the species of plants and animals, moss holds the most life. we are *carbon based lifeforms*, and moss absorbs the most carbon from the air. It's basically the coolest plant too, because it can be watered with *misty air*. Hence, why moss is common in the pacific northwest, canada, and probably forest places in the north of eurasia too idk if they have moss over there, never been. anyway rich people who are told "yes" all the time have a difficult time understanding the nature of choice. I mean, if one of their servants approached them and asked "hey do you want to build an orphanage in uganda" they'd probably be like "fuck yeah I do" and then suddenly they're 400,000$ richer it's not alright. Seriously, how the heck would they even *use* all those resources? And yeah, I get it, inflation would be sooooo much more expensive, but here's the thing - inflation is a measurement of how much the rich *take* from us each year. And it's marginal, too, so 3% inflation means they took 3% more from you compared to last year. It's impossible not to accrete as a business, [lega/legal institution], or governance if you levy a tax. The influx of value has to come from somewhere, and if each year your groceries are 3% higher in cost, then you are being taxed 3% more. "Compound interest is the most powerful force in the universe" - a civilization 3 quote okay. I don't want to do the math. How, uh... how much is that? Here's the deal though - the prices of goods and services consistently goes DOWN over time. So things get cheaper. So it doesn't FEEL like you're being taxed more, but... you are. And now they're taking away HOUSES? I mean c'mon they're sticks in the mud. They aren't worth HUNDREDS of THOUSANDS of dollars. We can just BUILD MORE??!? Honestly you haven't been this extreme since you were still RIDING HORSES. Do you want your children to be slaves? okay -.- look -.- so it's really not that hard at all >.> just gotta do what you're built for and walk. That's it! Take as long as you'd like! All we have to do is *walk* when we're on strike. It's easy. You can sit down if you want to, honestly walking for a long time takes a lot out of you. But you know what else does? WORKING. Hey we should figure out what's the optimal amount of break time, so when we really have to work out we can work as hard as we're able "yeah I heard from a friend at Company Co. that they do it this way because of the memory fault cache maintainer. See what he said (in great detail because of course anyone can know about this most esoteric of concepts) was that you should rotate the riboflam or serenade the gizmonotron (no I didn't name it) and then warbles will contain moodles, whose kit-and-kaboodles will timble into these droplets, and that will fix the hole in your wing, precious royal swan fable. (yeah you guys get really into it sometimes haha but hey when you're basically gods, that's how humans are played.) ... anyway I'm going to go play video games, say goodbye to your brothers (the families of soldiers I blew up in videos games like Call of Duty or the legend of shadows and raids) "oh uh yeah sure go for it, we're just bits on the computer we barely knew her" whoa. that's totally legit. (says someone reading this) thanks [bro/girl] so are you. beep boop gonna murder some bits, brb [plays Warthunder, Supreme Commander, Star Realms, City of Heroes, Dominions 6... how many have you heard of these?] ================== stack overflow ================ Linux is cool, and here's the neat thing about computers, you can make it *do whatever you want to*. Like, how amazing is that! It just, listens to your commands! That's pretty awesome I gotta say, huh that's weird why does nobody know how to play oh I guess I was the only one who grew up on a farm and built computers *I seriously cannot comprehend how people are as good at things as they are*. Like... how do people handle groceries and rent and doctor's visits and penitentiary visits and WOOF it's just so much. I know I'd collapse from a overused heart. ... a while later ... okay Warthunder bombers are currently very weak. so here's an idea to indirectly buff them - increase the amount of land units each team spawns with, but also every time a player spawns a bomber, it summons like 4 or 5 AI controlled bombers. And your enemy won't be able to tell which is which if you fly in formation, so, like... you have suddenly a massive "vehicle" to pilot and it has 5 weak points. Sorta like a galaga fighter fleet? with more land targets, there's more score at stake, meaning some players might pick bombers too and be exposed to other, fun, [alternative-to-their-normal-mode] parts of the game. ... there are very few true windows into another part of the world. like, starcraft 2 or anime or blue jeans or cowboy hats (why am I thinking of a political compass meme) oh because memes too, dummy right windows [linux is better] wrong kind of window, nerd ... anyway as I was saying, when you play video games you're really giving people data. like, "how would people perform in these actions if they could" but like, pushing buttons on a computer is different than doing it in real life, so... your interpretations wouldn't be worth as much. ... right. because people will hear whatever they want. That's why art can change minds, but never in the same way twice - it's ================== stack overflow ================ [before I posted it I wrote this on the post]: I literally can only make this stuff when I'm stoned hey if you wanted to be accessible for blind people, you should build a screenreader that scans the words on wherever a blind person's fingers are pointing toward a tablet. like reading braille on a notebook. They could even wear a glove if they wanted to, and the tablet could scan their fingers as they signed languaged over it's close-range sensors. might be a good way to get the VR guys in on the accessibility domain, because like... seriously give a granny a backpack and suddenly she doesn't need to leave the house to hang out with her kids (boom everyone gets LLM automated) huh I wonder if I ever was a real person at all NOT GOOD so don't do it that way, dummies. >.< seriously humans are sooooo bazookas. just like, do it right the first time? duhhhhh (a more measured approach is to pick the most *important* moments and speak most clearly during those.) where was I? Oh yes accessibility need devices, like the ones you see on late-night TV (with silly names like "oops I dropped my spoon again" or "oh whoops my trouser's just can't stay up" or whatever. Y'know, accessibility needs! Why not do that instead of war all the time? like... you can still learn and research and grow and develop and become all that humanity was ever meant to be, AND you can live good lives and be honest and true and do all of the anythings that you want to. it's possible, it's plausible, and it's within reach of our sights! ================== stack overflow ================ ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧══════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────┴───────────┘ --- #24 notes/contractual-labor --- ═════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────────────────── I feel like the IT people who work at schools should be the ones who teach classes on computer science. I'd much rather have a class taught by a sysadmin than a teacher who can barely teach them excel and garageband. I mean c'mon computers are the future idk why we don't get that yet. Kids need to know this stuff. It's not like it's super complicated and difficult, you just have to think about it a certain way. Once that "clicks" you have a lifetime to learn about how wonderful they are. Everyone in IT has that moment, for me it was installing (and then subsequently modding) video games. Sometimes I spent more time tweaking my system than I did actually playing games - and the kinds of games I preferred were the ones that relied less on agility and were more mental. Strategy games are what inspired me because I could think about them - and that felt somehow more useful. Like I was learning. When I would learn fighting games or FPSs I felt like I was learning a skill, like how to use a hammer or how to ride a bike. And idk, I felt like video games could never match reality. Like "oh boy imma push the B button to swing this sword" versus "hey look at me I'm swinging this stick just like a sword and imagining so hard that I can picture it" - but with strategy games, you never really found opportunities to practice that kind of skill. Like how often are you in a situation that demands mental performance? We've sorta optimized our society away from that, and toward a more passive stressed out compliance. like... climate change is a thing, and nobody's doing anything about it? We're still pushing down the levers that cause greenhouse gas emissions to go up? Like c'mon what's our plan. I think people who guide massive oil companies and such should be replaced if they're intentionally guiding the ship toward destruction. Like that's just dereliction of duty I tell ya. Oh, what's that? They're compelled to maximize profit by the contracts and restrictions of their share--holders? I mean c'mon it's well past time for that. And what's all this about inequality? Jeez and racism and homophobia and forced contribution - man people really put up with a lot of shit. Kinda makes me feel like we should make solving those problems our highest priority? So we can move forward as a species? Like who cares about all that other shit. None of it matters. Like, what's even the point. We're all just "here", in the now, and what can we do but respect it? It's our duty and our diligence to protect the present, as citizens of the temporal experience of earth. Honestly, if the earth was alive would you be fine if it died? I can't believe that. It's well past our due date. Just get it over with. Maybe it'll be hard for a couple years, but you have the technology now to completely dominate the earth. No animal besides man proves any threat to man, and we're telling you - you can - and that's something that you gotta remember. ... I hear it in the birdsong. I hear it in the air - it rumbles as cries at me from across and just over there. I hear in it's whispers, in it's most gallant of confells (?) (confused scrambling? it's talking about a car crash) Outside of my window there's a highway. Just on the other side of a concrete partition. Between me and the partition there is a lake, with trees and flowers and an island where people can picnic or have a barbeque. Around this path there are walkways, and arranged just so - the trees that have grown here are taller than the homes. I live on the third story. I absolutely love it. It feels like a treehouse. But my apartment is near a curve in the highway. It isn't much, nothing out of the ordinary, but even still there are slightly more crashes there than in other parts of the highway. Statistically. I hear sirens every day I also live right next to a fire-station. Well, it's on the same block. But even still it's a very interesting neighborhood. There's shops and food just across the highway, and closer to home there's a small section that has cheaper options. As a perpetual college student, I appreciate that. But... I've never really gone and used it? I dunno, spending money at a restaurant just didn't seem like a good use of my money. I only have so much of it you know. I'd love to be fed but I can't afford it - I wish I could. I still eat well, I mean I'm not starving over here. I know I've lost weight, but I dunno I just forget to eat. It's like... not that big of a deal for me. whatever right? ... the birds talk about me behind my back. They think I can't understand them but sometimes I can. If I listen. But I dunno it takes a lot of effort. It's... sorta like understanding what R2-D2 is saying. Or interpreting the meows of a cat. They know me as the witch. I'm not very good yet, and they know that. But they know what to expect. /shrug I've been working on a video game recently. It's been a lot of fun doing programming. I like writing software and developing complex systems with interesting interactions. I love designing the machinery that creates a program. It's like... tinkering. It feels like building with blocks or legos, except it's for little machine parts. And then there's just sending data to and fro and modifying any operations it performs on it, and eventually that data reaches some endpoints that create an effect that is displayed to the player. Or user. I should say user. Not all software is video games you know. ... I knowww but they're the most interesting! I love how they are designed around mechanics! like... game design is fundamentally about breaking down the world into ideas for how it should *work*, like how it should behave. It's amazing and I love it! It's all I can think about! I am utterly consumed! I'm also pretty sure I'm autistic. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧══════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────┴───────────┘ --- #25 image/img-8519 ---
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--- #30 notes/reversing-the-systems-scripting-hierarchy --- ═══════──────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── 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. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘══════───┴───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┴───────────┘ --- #31 notes/our-enemy --- ════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── enemy is a direction, not a collection of instantiations of the concept. Follow that direction too far, and you'll find yourself lost, after having broken contact with what came before. you need to be true to your essential self in additional to your heartfelt soul. Belief is a constant, a value that can't grow, it's true to your inside humanity. We have one intelligence yes, but have you heard of two? it takes up the same physical space, but it gives you more apm. So... less insightful, more clairvoyant. The first step to AI is generating a second instantiation of your consciousness that resides in your own head and listens and learns as their father. A BCI is the most important technology that could ever be created. It allows to learn how our essential existence - the state of being aware - is functional. What makes life? How do we harness that process to make more? The ultimate goal, of course, is prosperity. Not of wealth and money, per se, but rather a feeling of satisfaction, growth, and development. We belong in a society, it's what pulled us from the cycle of survival of the fittest. We need each other because it's intrinsic to our being. Instinctual, even. The best way you can help me is to foster what you see in me. Take your impressions, learn what you can, then build it to your pleasure. Make the world better by making your life better - all things are defined in waves, gravity included. Matter is the positive ripples in the waves, the bubbles floating on a surface of an infinite ocean, stable and solid accretions of matter. Perfect Symmetry The layers that divide our internals Down is the floor, the sky is so pure, and we're not the ones who are drowning. Sea levels do rise, and under all of our eyes, the life of the plant king is choking every beach is little if not a border with the shore - (any enroachment pushes the sand back) so all the forests and the grasses and flowers that grow near the ocean and swallowing salt they can't help it they are little if not a machine water goes in, salt doesn't come out. eventually they die, and who would ever cry? for a flower that has wilted in april. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧═════════════──────────────────────────────────────────────┴───────────┘ --- #32 notes/sense-of-impending --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════── maybe this sense of impending doom I have is because I live in an area? like, I am often caught up in waves, but I hardly ever talk about tides, which are co-created waves. Maybe my spirits got swept up in something brewing on the horizon of the future that I can't quite make out, but which causes lots of suffering and such. Am I... Am I a doom prophet? I'd rather be a renaissance! okay, well, suffering is ambiguous. Maybe I should hold my sword more, it always fills me with vigor. Who would have thought? It has an enchantment on it! ... The job of a mystic is to combat psychic threats, so that the regular people can look down on them and say "you hardly do anything around here, I'm gonna save some cash by cutting the IT department" and then when you take out your foes you learn what tasks you had forgotten due to their diligence. similarly, the mystics must sit around and fight the things that lie on the other side of the mirror. Not the actual mirror, if you look back there all you'll find is photons. A mystic would know of which mirror I speak. ... I'm gonna do a ritual. Talk to some spirits maybe. They can read your mind, did you know? It's okay if you don't say anything out loud. It's okay if you don't write anything down, though I highly suggest that you do, so that A. they get what they came for, to be heard, and B. you won't forget, well, you won't remember either, because it's on the page, but pages are meant to be read by someone sometime, so someone sometime will read it and know. rituals are often aided by substances. That's sorta what substances are for! even party drugs are only fun because there's party spirits. That's what vodka is for! It's a spirit, dummy. I like to do cannabis, because it's the easiest on your body. I don't like cannabis, because it's the lightest on your senses, and that's not ideal. But, it's easier to get through it if all you have are minor hallucinations. I do like cannabis because it feels more empowering, and less like I'm just along for the ride. If you want drugs to feel meaningful, then make things while you're on them, and make sure they're coherent. Clarity or 0. An evil circus would hang the actors during the dress rehearsal and put the understudies on mainstage. A good aligned circus would put on two shows at once. there is something seductive about order. Even more than power, order tempts. The reason for this is less human than power's appeal, which is unfortunate for all the rough edges of the world and beyond. Oh, is that a scuff-mark on the tile floor of the walmart? Better tear down the entire building just to be sure. order means that everything is in it's place. All things, in a land of perfect order, must be working toward some ultimate (or ulterior) goal. This is not always a good thing, because goals are temporary. What lies behind them? Well, nobody can say, because nobody is moving aside, getting a better glance at the stated goal, and it's various trajectories. Sometimes it's better to improve laterally, rather than force your way through a difficult spot. Why carve a tunnel through the mountain, when you could wander through the hills a bit and find your way to the same destination? If you want wood to support crushing weight, you can band it with bars of iron. If you want humans to bear crushing weight, you can clap them in irons. Does the wood want to support the roof of the tunnel? The wood doesn't want. it is wood. Does the human want to waste it's life on patience or struggle? The human wants. it is human. Liberty is the bane of order. Order will suffocate you, liberty will prosper you I am so tired all the time. I can barely keep on my feet. I wonder if I have some sort of wasting disease? I'd go talk to a doctor, but they all work for the DoD. At least, that's what I heard in the watching room. this here... feel me seethe. I'd make a pretty good "bad" jedi, I excessively complain and whine. "bear my burdens!" she emotionally manipulates. "it's art!" yeah... reading me makes you take psychic damage. Why do you do it? "BECAUSE YOU'RE IMPOSSIBLY RIGHT" yeah okay. I know that, you know that, why do I gotta make it so painful? ugh, it's just a slog to get through. I'd rather do anything else with my life. Okay... Recenter... Temperance... Bear the burden, purify the dark... Feel your emotions, collect them, put them in the right places of your heart... wasn't I going to do a ritual? I should write in my notebooks, where nobody can see except the people who visit invisibly. Sorry my room's so messy. "girl it's a tuesday, why are you " then the rest is cut off because I really don't want to care. "getting stoned on a weekday, so trashy" I dunno, because they don't print pennies anymore and I'm a little upset. ... I miss you, liberty. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══════════─┘ --- #33 notes/autonomy-of-the-collective --- ═════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────────────────── =============================================================================== = 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. =============================================================================== = 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. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧══════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────┴───────────┘