#96 Should I choose?

Looks like I'm going to start falling apart pretty soon. 


Just hang on. Not much longer. 5, maybe 10 years. The future is already happening. 


If I had made a choice, wouldn't I notice the consequences? I guess not. Consequences are only ever negative, right?


Does it matter-no. It doesn't matter. 


Good thing I can just drown it out with music.

#95 Never let a good idea go to waste

G-speak is coming. Good.

I was swirshing (swirling+swishing) the ends of a cup of hot chocolate today. we'd had pizza for lunch. A good day.

It stuck to the sides of the mug in a rather interesting fashion. Got me thinking about viscosity and wave dynamics. When I stopped swirshing the liquid, it didn't stick to the sides of the cup any more. Something about that exact speed, frequency, velocity and viscosity of the liquid was facinating.

How about an EM field to hold up a sheet of water for use as a g-speak screen, or a projector screen?

Might work. You could add white dye tot he water to make it opaque. It'd only need to be a roll up tray on the floor that you could roll out, waterproof of course. It'd be a neat fluid if you could make it. Make it evaporate too.

Maybe like that magnet in the aluminium tube.

#94 Rational choices

Now this of course presumes irrational choices are not always taken. They toatally are.

I got a bit of bad news recently. Pretty nasty debuff, but it's not like I can't do anything about it. I can do something about it. Have I said the same thing twice there?

So you know there's 3 things to do in most case. There's the choice between the three. That's the free will, but there's not an awful lot of it, and it only makes big differences in a large cumulative fashion.

How many choices does it take to make a difference? One? A hundred? How would you know? Is one choice enough to tip a domino? Has it already been tipped?

Why would you want to know. Satisfy to a satisfisory standard, propagate the species, make better than what you arrived into.

If it's all so easy, then why can't I do it?

#93 I would invent

I have invented God. Not the God. That'd be a bit controversial.

All seeing all dancing. Too complex to be known without trying. None would dare climb a tall seen mountain. Mist helps, is helpful.

What would become of a man. Ah, in fact this is the bard trying to sing, and oh what mishap befalls him for want of recording anything. The crowd million legion roar.

My built contrivance is the atomic scale nanite. It began as one and now is numbered innumerable. The air breathed carries them, harbors them into all life, and all death too, though such a thing is rare now, granted only to those who wish it, and even then it is not permanent. The scythe is blunt now. The reaper sows.

We once knew illness. Good and bad need not map so flawlessly onto positive and negative. Knowledge exists for its worth of knowing. Then choice, is a way of applying knowledge to an improvable situation. Tools are built to make better tools. Sticks, stones, copper, bronze, iron, steel, plastic, carbon. It was only a matter of time.

It does not think. At least we do not think it thinks. We once died, all of us, but it cursed and blessed in kind. I have lived now for years beyond ken. There was a time before knowledge, like remembering darkness. The bluebird knows what it is to fly. We may never know. We have not forgotten. We merely lack remembering.

It's all very simple really. Like standing an egg on its end. You need to break things to understand them sometimes.

The cloud of atomic nanites that spread through the atmosphere got into everything. It imbued what we eat, what we drink, what we breathe. We cannot break laws. We do not age, We can choose to age forwards or backwards. We can know anything useful, or knowable. The nanites do our bidding. We do theirs? Hard to say. Just as our 3 trillion cells have us along for the ride, the nanites have a similar prerogative. Nature was a genius, until we had a word for it.

Space monkies indeed. What we need, we find we have. We have no hunger, no thirst, no death. The world is beautiful. Do we live knowing no death?

#92 One after the other

So, what is your quantifier of happiness? Material things? Days in the sun? Days fishing in the sun? Dollars made? Quantification of self as a simple number. Bad idea. There's too much to you to do that. I can never forewarn you. I am very sorry about this. What you've done cannot be undone, and will only serve to help you foresee what's about to come along. Avoid magicians and stages. Be damn sure to prepare for both if they cannot be avoided. Perhaps putting a blade to his throat would have been a bad idea. If a regret is/has to be taken, choose the easier burden. 

An entirety of days cannot be surmised by an entirety of thoughts. You would deign to live for ten million days and sunsets, but the burden of regret would crush you. Learn, therefore, to let go. I can't remember how to forget, and neither can I. Record what to remember. Record what to remember?

Eventualities appear to be aligning. Horoscopes? Horrors cope. My horoscope zodiac was much more amusing than the traditional twelve.

Transactionality. Others rely on me to fix what's broken. I am valuable. I cannot fix my own problems. We're keeping that one. It appears to be working. Who would you be without friends? But would you know?

Just hope I don't get whacked with the bonk while I'm down on the crate working the new hardware. 8 out of 9 ain't bad. 

The others seem to be drowned out by the din. They can't even translate themselves to be heard or understood. Shamefully my fault. What language dare I think in this day. They're all lined up. I cannot forget how to remember, so I suppose I must have chosen, instead of choosing to remember how to forget. 80/20 rule maybe? It's good 80% of time. But you know, I might have liked being able to forget bad habits and sad memories. 2 sides, 1 coin. Only a fool would choose determinism. 

Fashion can only repeat so many times before it got stuck. 

No Code is the perfect album for this post/ to accompany. 

Useless skill? Rather then a not often useful skill. Pictures would be the way of things. They'll fix me if they can. Nothing for them but peace of mind and sense of achievement. I mean, I got a broken Wifi link on the laptop not even 4 hours ago. I had it fixed inside a half hour. Reinstalled the chip driver. Now what broke it in the first place is the bigger question. Full moon maybe. I'll need to careful until the wane has settled in. Drink plenty of water. Had to manually input the connection profile too, after the reinstall. It's taken in stride because it's my way of things. 

The cry of the dread harpy is 'tyramael'.

We'll be fine. Just, wow, hang in there. Up and onward are always good directions.

#91 Easier, all things considered

It's been nice outside this week. That volcano caused a lot of fuss.

The list of futilities is growing. These here forth are known to be futile
Worrying
Complaining
Panicking (hm, pankakes?)
Procrastinating

I broke my ankle. I had an accident on my motorcycle and I broke my ankle. For a long time I could not walk. I lost my independence. I value my independence.

I bought a new laptop. It's a bit too heavy. Some of the installed parts were wrong.

I applied to go to Canada. Maybe I should try getting a job here first?


I am lost and adrift, because since as long as I can remember, all my goals have been directed towards video games. I don't think this will save many lives. What can be done with a futile ici gai


So you see. I can solve your problems faster than I can solve my own. .


Books are a safe bet. 


Happy Anniversary to the Hubble Space Telescope

Free will exists, but only for what we would deem to improve. Don't doubt your clout.

#90 You seem troubled Klaus

That was a good game. 6 on the griddle. This isn't going to make a lick of sense later on. None of it will. Pointless things are stupid. Stupid things are pointless. A waste of time was worthwhile at some point.

I opened the door of that nightclub and man it was cool, like a fridge, full of easy singles. Sorry for the cheesy joke.

What are your misgivings Lord?

I have no long term plan. I will go to Canada. The great white north? the great unknown.

Having given nothing to the government, am I entitled to nothing from the government?

Some people have it worse than I.

Heal dammit. I need to go places and I miss my independance. Indy pen dance. Indy pen. What amusing opines it writes.

Functionalism is fine, but reductionism has a few wrinkles I just don't like. Sure, you can casually link your whole life as a chain of events back to your birth and back and back and back to the big bang, but it still doesn't explain the source of notions.

I wouldn't know much about cameras. Haven't had much exposure to them!

I am here to help.