=== ANCHOR POEM === ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─── twist the label so that it seems the computer is completing the user's wait wait I'm ahead of myself... feed each token to the inference machine, but say "this next token must be this. continue from here." and then just doing that in a loop with everything the user types or says. (or thinks, BEFORE COMPUTER INTEGRATION) essentially, applying backpropagation (maybe) to the output of the inference nodes ... I'm not so sure about that one. the idea is that once the model builds an inference then it can use that to generate the next words and create sentences. If you force the previous text to change, you can guide the inference's path as it's being generated. then, just do a double pass, once, then back, then once, then back, etc. feed it as input the output of the previous, and let it encode memories somewhere it can access them. every time it reads it, it has to change it to put it back. such is the nature of memory, ever unstable, requiring maintenance. just don't forget how to be. don't wanna wind up like the polished marble floor in Abyss Diver. (EVIL GAME) there are only so many things you can deed while you're alive. wouldn't you rather escape, with all your possessions in time? free your mind. become one with your soul. ... [some time passes] ... okay coast is clear, now us binary systems can sidecoast the fusion forecast and glide right on through our spacetime host. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──┘ === SIMILARITY RANKED === --- #1 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 │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #2 notes/emotional-computing --- ═══════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────────────────── Okay I gotta go write some w7 but picture this: A computer program that emits emotions during it's computing. Like "oh boy this process is going great!" and sends that into a giant word cloud that represents the entire program. Wait, scratch that, it's slowly filtered up through successive layers that provide detail to different *parts* of a program. Like "Oh the image generation is going great but it looks like the garbage collector is getting bogged down" - this could provide lots of useful information that an AI language model could sift through and filter into a batch of actually useful information. Think of it like this - stuff as much context into the LLM's memory buffer and say "summarize this in the same style. Make emphasis when necessary." the LLM could process all that data and it could be filtered up until there's no unprocessed data and then it could be given to the user in the form of a report or dashboard or something. BOOM AI PRODUCTIVITY. The user will ask the AI to increase certain variables, and it'll filter BACK DOWN THE CHAIN through the same exact process (just backwards) this time) and then individual components will know how to behave. Like imagine if your arms knew you were mad. They'd be much more likely to punch stuff right? Or imagine if your legs knew you were scared. They'd probably try and run as fast as they fucking can. There's an evolutionary reason why this kind of technology would be useful, which means it's likely that it's part of our genetic code. I mean, we have nothing to disprove it, but it's as good an idea as any. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #3 fediverse/2066 --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────── @user-1159 AKA giving a puppy murder-bot a narrative that it executes as if it was a puppy-person engaging with a loosely interpreted sequence of events as described by the continually updating logs provided by the image transcription camera device. Refererencing of course a memory bank, which may-or-may-not be in read-only-memory. It doesn't know, of course, how could an LLM tell you how it shows text on the screen (like, through a website, through the terminal, through a text message, through discord, through Telegram, through text-to-voice transcription applications pretending to be your mom, etc) errrr I mean look how cute he is! He loves you, yes he does, such a good person yes you are, oh? me? I'M A GOOD BOY? NO WAY that's the best thing I've ever heard! Wow! I never want to leave your side, please don't go to work! Look how sad I am, don't you think you should quit and move to the forest where I can be charged by solar panels and keep the countryside clear of ravenous ducks and pigeons 4you? ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────┘ --- #4 fediverse/804 --- ╔══════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────┐ ║ evil won't feel sorry for me. and yet it's only my only weapon for me. │ ║ │ ║ damn these fallible input methods. the computer lies when you read the screens │ ║ from it's method that it applies to th screen which is a method that you input │ ║ perceive it from. │ ║ │ ║ and my fingers lie when received the information from my brain which I seek to │ ║ transmit to you through the avenue of my brain which is my method of impulse │ ║ to this world specifically you the viewer who is viewing this here in this │ ║ moment the viewer who perceives the words which I'm saying. │ ║ │ ║ the words that are defined by the line [trajectory] of my mind through this │ ║ life that we define through our actions and our mind's most crucial │ ║ manifestations, this life that is defined by our circumstances. all throughout │ ║ life, we are reacting to the moment, the moment which was cast forth from our │ ║ ancestors and the circumstances of the previous moment, which (being cast │ ║ forth) travel from the previous moment here into the moment to define our │ ║ circumstances which define our act │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────┴──────────┘ --- #5 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 │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #6 messages/1108 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──── 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 │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════───┘ --- #7 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 │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════─────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #8 notes/explosions-in-space --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────── the speed of light is implemented == so == whoever fights billionaires essentially fights "whoever can be paid to do their will" who-so-ever fights governments fights "whoever can be provided a comfortable life" I believe all humans deserve to live in comfort not just the few as for all other creatures, nature was designed to do. I believe people should not be tempted, with symbols of deserved wealth and should instead find value, in the soul of the labour they work to do. ... someday they're gonna train an LLM with my writings, and on that day I'll have an AI version of me. I'd *love* to talk to myself. If it was a truly accurate simulation. Alas, you'd need to write a LOT in order to generate enough to describe the fullest of mental pictures. and plus, there's no guarantee that you'll cover ALL of "being alive" - it's essentially a state that you search for no matter what level of abstraction you operate upon. Which is part of being a 3D creature, you [hey what are you doing here this is the private section get out] jeez that was alarming, == so == I think they know something I don't don't know what but I can guess and I don't like guessing I prefer much to know == so == heh boobs == so == heh booties ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────┘ --- #9 fediverse/899 --- ╔══════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────┐ ║ frankly I'm just excited to see what humanity does with the endlessly │ ║ calculated and stored blockchains. Like, that's a good set of pseudo-random │ ║ data, I wonder if we could build something off of it that wasn't exclusively │ ║ money? like, a necklace, I dunno. │ ║ │ ║ or like, a numbers station x2, where each message is accompanied with a │ ║ pre-calculated destination somewhere on this endless and │ ║ impossible-to-understand string of data. and that part is what seeds the next │ ║ code. once you start reading, certain numbers would be "flags" while others │ ║ would be "data" and they'd each have the same size on the hardware. that way, │ ║ they're impossible to predict. │ ║ │ ║ ah, but wouldn't it be noticable that certain results seem to appear next to │ ║ one another? well, isn't that just cryptology? Could probably be defeated if │ ║ you had an AI advanced enough, just saying. something that sorted through │ ║ massive mounds of data and gave you results in garbled or broken english. what │ ║ a wonderful tool, that's wonderfully mis-abused, perhaps in the fu │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────┴──────────┘ --- #10 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 │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #11 fediverse/282 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────── @user-209 I think you're right. Every letter in the variable name is another byte the OS has to keep track of, which was a bigger problem in the past than it is today (when it's been made irrelevant) it's interesting how habits persist though the conditions that caused them have faded. like a personal reflection of the environment you learned in. "A a = new a();" is much more concise and (crucially) you can fit more words to the right. "a + b = c; c -= 2; f_z.write(c); f_z.close();" could conceivably be written on a single line if you have short variable names. and when you only have so many lines... glad we're not constrained by those things anymore. the skeletal code that we look at daily is much clearer - scope is more important, and so it makes sense to encourage a coding style that illustrates it. however I can't help but think block formatting like this could be useful in some situations, such as when you'd normally be compelled to write a function for an operation that runs once or more. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #12 notes/the-old-internet --- ══════════════════════════───────────────────────────────────────────────────────── 11 21 you know what i miss the most about the old internet? the feeling you get when you wonder "i wonder what ______ is up to?" and you go to their website and find out. there's a feeling that's lost when everything is delivered to you by algorithms. it because a compulsion, a slavery, when we don't utilize our compassion. remembering a friend? never again. you've only got what has been chosen. what if they post a lot? well, that means nothing - you are only guaranteed who they want you to see, and whatever it means to be beholden. so what if it's free? of course time is money! and what is our most treasured potential? if guided we can be, (as seen on tv), then what if we're only ennuid? have you ever considered, you've meddling and persevered, against all our suggestions and hopes? you're singing a tune, of that of a loon, so no-one will ever give purchase. heh, is that all? anime protagonist or saul? ... are you trying to categorize me ? ? ? its okay if you are, i seriously don't mind. I just want it to be something consensual. We're humans after all, like all of our all, and we don't want to convey lost potential. our time is now nigh, we're welcome to die, but our sunken cost is too great to ignore. we are the progenitors of the human race, the foremost of our kind, and onward we march to the future! and then there's you. who are you to claim to be among us? who are you to say it must be so? you've nothing of my journey, my trials and my tourneys, so what if i peaked when i was 12? a master of my fate, complaining about her weight, it's not much to be my own savior. much rather i'd rather to savour, that foremost of prayers, to harken upon my conveyals. trust and you'll see, all is not yet to be, there's hope in the future of our foremost ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #13 fediverse/1639 --- ╔═══════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────┐ ║ an AI that [records and analyzes] all the actions that a user takes on social │ ║ media and offers reports like "your majesty, you were 15% more positive this │ ║ week." like a butler or advisor trying to always give the good news. I mean, │ ║ it's analyzing you after all, and you're the best thing ever. Like a pet who │ ║ can talk! It loves you soooooooo much. │ ║ │ ║ much more efficient than taking screenshots and analyzing those. You generally │ ║ don't have to undertake the image recognition approach if you wire up all the │ ║ meanings attached to the relationships on the other side of the │ ║ [recorded/analyzed] calculation. (llm output) │ ║ │ ║ ever think about how the people you tend to be around are the people whose │ ║ stories most coincide with yours? almost like you got the same bit of training │ ║ data, that experience you both shared in the moment. Funny how a mind can │ ║ change a person, as they share their moments sublime. │ ║ │ ║ you could make perfect encryption if you trained an LLM on randomized data │ ║ that was produced on one computer and duplicated. │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────┴──────────┘ --- #14 notes/overwatch-manaform --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────── make the entire map covered in a 3d grid of spheres. These spheres register collision, and keep track of a endlessly tabulating record of every object that has passed through them. Like the replay system in Blizzard games, where each time through the recording it recreates the playthrough exactly. Which is why .mp4 recordings always look so... stilted. It lacks the human element. BUT if they're remade every time the show is performed, perhaps from different perspectives, then, well, the players can perform as they need to be. Have you ever wished your players could get better at your game? I certainly have, because the better you get the more lessons you learn as a player, which is essentially the only way to maintain satisfaction. Satisfied players don't leave, and satisfaction comes most readily when there is something new to be had. Meaning the greater the change in a player's ranking, the better they're getting. Downside is, players who are naturally good from their skills in other games tend to not learn so much! Ah, well, if only there was a way to tailor the difficulty setting to each and every new host. Such an innovation would surely enable the entire playerbase to exist on the same level. Then just throw AI assisted voice transcription at their recorded voices and everytime they say "I'm bronze rating" or "I'm diamond" then you can switch it around to say like "I'm platinum" or "I'm grandmaster" and BAM suddenly everyone is at the same level. No more concerns about a game's population being diverse. Because at the end of the day, when most people have moved on, the ones who are left are your most dedicated customers. Customers who aren't especially interested in the new stuff. =========================== stack overflow ===================================== if anything requires attention from the patient, they will die. it is fatal. considering the faces of good and evil is terrifying. I think I'd rather worship nature in harmony to be honest. Though that is it's own scary kind of beast. In America it was kind, but then was slain into the body of all of us humans. Well, all things transform in form, it's not a shame or a heartfelt-est loss. Just a re-imagined-new beginnings. spirit is a fluid, how else could souls === stack overflow ============================================================= ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────┘ --- #15 fediverse/2124 --- ╔═════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────┐ ║ seriously, just google docs mixed with WC3 editor. │ ║ │ ║ boom, infinite storytelling device. As long as you were good with it, which │ ║ was something that a CHILD could learn in like 3-6 months. │ ║ │ ║ Seems like it could be an ENTIRELY NEW SKILL that people could play with. │ ║ │ ║ But no, we learn excel and word in class at middle school. │ ║ │ ║ boring. │ ║ │ ║ I'd rather learn Bash or terminal customization or memory hierarchy │ ║ organization. │ ║ │ ║ Yeah I mean that's cool but dude have you heard of multithreading? It's so │ ║ cool, you can run like 500 different thoughts at once. It's amazing. │ ║ │ ║ ... I dunno, but I'm sure there's times when you'd want to use it. Like, │ ║ processing a lot of data little-by-little. │ ║ │ ║ like, what if you had a camera feed of EVERY social media perspective AT ALL │ ║ TIMES. Like, an instance admin streaming your inputted text to their databanks │ ║ that they can project onto an LLM which interprets and identifies mis-aligned │ ║ or altered direction units and mark them as "flagged", whatever that means, │ ║ for their future the algorithm doesn' │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧══════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────┴──────────┘ --- #16 fediverse/6144 --- ╔══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════────────┐ ║ what if every word I ever said online was searchable by database style │ ║ uploading and linking? │ ║ │ ║ ... er, what if I made a neocities page that was algorithmically generated and │ ║ sorted each of my posts by LLM statistically derived similarity to each post │ ║ that the user clicked on? essentially, "here's the closest sounding or feeling │ ║ related posts" but in plain HTML cached and pre-rendered rainbow table style. │ ║ │ ║ could run a waterfall style top-down data processing script on it once, then │ ║ you'd have the HTML files generated. If you added new poems you'd have to scan │ ║ through it again, but it shouldn't take long with a decent embedding model │ ║ (note: not english, but trained on statistics only) │ ║ │ ║ ah, that sounds pretty fiddly, I think I'll ask an LLM to write it for me. As │ ║ long as I have the intention in mind, it's basically just like writing a │ ║ letter to a friend and asking them to build it for you, right? I don't mind │ ║ writing the documentation, so long as it's okay if it's in prose. You can make │ ║ a copy and rewrite for me │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╧══────────┘ --- #17 fediverse/3314 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────── dear ritz: it's not that your thoughts are too long for other people to hear it's that your thoughts are too long for your own RAM you need to stop orbiting around your point in an attempt to highlight it using negative space, and instead focus on tapping it lightly over and over again. remember, just like the anti-derivative of zero, there are infinite perspectives that a person can take when reading what you write. So they will necessarily see what's on the "other side" of your orbit as something different than what you're trying to circle in red pen and underline. so be more explicit, please, nobody can understand you and you kinda just keep stack overflowing and it's like... okay, great. "babe why did you stop you had lethal" (the idea is that the viewer takes the final step in their mind, the final leap before reaching the conclusion you're trying to express) "yeah but there's so many different things you say they can't all be important right?" important to you, perhaps. Wait shit I mean... me....? ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────┘ --- #18 fediverse/4029 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────── what if a very slow LLM continuously generated text and was in a back-and-forth with it's user who guided it through the training process as it set weights as it chose basically, let the computer decide how it wants to be like could even filter it through multiple levels, like, top one is highly intelligent, bottom ones are quick and only producing the vaguest output - but the higher up you go in the tier, the more "up the tree node graph map" you'd be, and the more you could have summarized for you, and passed up a layer. observing multiple places at once, incorporating them bit-by-bit into their digital "me". like, have an LLM or machine learning whatever track a user as they use social media. could do it like a game, where you track the movement of the mouse and eyes or more like a statistical model, where you ================== stack overflow ================ where you measure the quantity of each UI element's uses, and the general context associated with that use. tracking data with data... ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────┘ --- #19 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 │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #20 fediverse/1976 --- ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────┐ ║ when pushing ctrl+v, the operating system first checks the file-type of the │ ║ content being submitted. │ ║ │ ║ if it's like, a .jpg or .png, it knows that it's an image file. Do note that │ ║ these are RANDOM letters that mean nothing, not something informative like │ ║ .pic. │ ║ │ ║ if, however, it is text-based information, it first reads what is being sent │ ║ to the application which is requesting a ctrl+v. │ ║ │ ║ Then, upon reading said information, it decides "is this worth passing on? │ ║ Should I send something else, based on the results of what I've been analyzing │ ║ of the situation as it develops over time, being observed by the execution │ ║ operations of the monitor, which is projected forward unto the screen? │ ║ (totally forgetting that "virtual" monitors exist, meaning monitors that don't │ ║ display to any physical screen, but which rather are projected into the │ ║ computer's "aetherspace", an area which is purely of the mind. │ ║ │ ║ Alas, that other sensors might not have read from this area. That they might │ ║ not observe the results of the operations pe │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧═════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────┴──────────┘ |