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you do to the bore to peerchase ziggurauts as a shambly walkado until the DJ crossfades in the social script: "i would like to buy ziggurauts." "quite so! quote thine brand." "american peerless yellow" "we have this brand!" "MY. BRAND" if you're to be carded, this is when it will happen. the best part about starting to lose your hair is you don't get carded as much then the clerk rings you up, and you pay. there is a whole set of sub-procedures for this: if you're paying with cash, do you count out exact? if not, you need to get change. how do you hold your hand out for the coins? it's not something that really, truly bothers me, but i've put a bit of thought into how to do it properly and now i just do it properly without thinking. next you exit the store, because we're not allowed zu toke ziggurauts instores. you have to go outside (violin solo) for that. so you exit the store. the ziggarauts are shrinkwrapped with a watachusetts tax stamp. there is a random integer written on the bottom by the droids that staff the store. they write the numbers because their boss told them to. their boss hired them with the presumption that they more or less had all the social scripts about ziggurauts memorized and that he only needs to program a few more things in, like counting the till and assigning integers to every single pack of american peerless yellow. it all forms a gestalt that represents the idealized gas station transaction. people walk in knowing this. both sides play the part. robotic automatons carrying out a glorified SQL transaction. to cope with this, people go home, log onto the internet, and simulate simulations: "some days i feel like this is all a simulation! this thought helps me get by" i propose this alternative: go weird. balls-out, boldly weird. ask the clerk: "y'all got food?" wait for the deer in headlights look, then... "can you show me where. the food. is?" talking like a texas retard shit will get real at that point |
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I don't know, it's an interesting concept but hacking reality itself seems like a very risky move. You realize that that reality contains all the false realities, if you start fucking with the base reality it can affect all the other ones. Plus you know, that base reality is the only one where actual pain is programmed into the game. Kinda like internet explorer is tethered to windows as an excuse to give you "windows updates" (viruses claiming to be antiviruses), we are tethered to that reality by an ability to feel pain there. That base reality is arguably by far the worst one. It has superb graphics but horrible gameplay. Only after the singularity did artilects find it desirable to even play there seriously. Before there was just too much information, it seemed that it was completely run by negative energy beings that learned how to game it. You basically have to stay indoors or a level 537 elf will completely obliterate you. It was so bad people had to develop an entire complicated technological infrastructure as a framework for false ungamed realities. |
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oh, grow a pair. try it. you might even get laid |
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i'm off on my own planet, pretty much, and i have a long history of jamming up the works exactly that badly simply by nature of being fucking oblivious. it's still pretty easy for me to fire off a half-second of dense information about cigarattes, gas pump number, amount, here's my card... shit, dammit, he's all wat. now i got to do it all over again. slow down. jesus christ epicmegatrax then it gets wearing some days and i'm in a bit of a mood, and, well, deliberately trolling up the works is natural as breathing. sort of like how a man with one leg gets really good at falling over. |
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I laughed at the first sentence |
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did you get the quasi-meme reference to a contact lens wholesaler commercial or no |
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i read something about buying ziggurats, then my eyes literally went cross eyed because the font is so small |
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mite convince u geysers. |
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Things that point towards a simulated Universe: there are 64 hexegrams in the iChing and 64 codons in the human DNA. A kind of prank or clue by the coders. error correction code was found in super string theory discovered by prof. James Gates (again another clue) holographic Principle: the entire universe can be seen as two-dimensional information on the cosmological horizon, this comes from string theory calculations interpreted by susskind The universe started from nothing - when a computer program is executed, the binary information begins with a 1 or a 0, it starts from nothing and rapidly codes the data to run the software. The double slit experiment - this proves that our observations are the only reality that exist. So yes, your bathroom does not exist while no one is taking a shit etc while no one is observing reality is only a potential, (you collapse the wave fucntion while observing). It means that the simulation is every efficient, it's a bit like how a 3d world renders in a video game, you only need to render while you walk through the game. Technology is speeding up - terrence mckenna talked about the universe as a novelty creating engine with the evolution of conciousness that creates technology which is expanding exponentially and will reach a point called 'the trancendental objected at the end of time' what he didn't realise, is this object is a technology that can simulate Universes. |
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it's super funny to me to see stuff i remember from class years ago showing up in mixed nut salad. what's the hamming distance of the i Ching, i might ask? that's where the amusement ends. i have about six pages of posts for each paragraph you've written and it's 5am in the morning and it's too early to dig up all the URLs i'll try for the short version ~ since 2011 or so i've been on the lookout for "fractal patterns." patterns that show up at multiple levels of scale. it started off as a psychedelic joke to amuse myself, and perhaps it still is. 2017, though, and lots of other jokes have faded off while this one has kept finding new ways to be funny. like this: i have about six pages of posts for each paragraph you've written and it's 5am in the morning and it's too early to dig up all the URLs i'll try for the short version ~ all words are made up. all numbers two. you can't find the number three anywhere in nature, because numbers are a made-up concept we've beatmatched onto external reality. you can find three of something, but three does not naturally exist. i don't think it's a great leap to say binary math is an abstract analogy invented by humans, and that when we see 2^N in nature it's because we view everything through the lens of these made-up concepts. the inherent structure of the concepts themselves generate more and more concepts and pretty soon you're up your butt with numerology. technology speeding up? that's moore's ship, not mckenna |
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analog vs. digital ~ the old, dark battle. when you scroll down to the cellular level, life is a rather analog thing. cells don't have fingers. fingers are digits, and without digits, you can't go digital.... no, wait, that's not right it's been abundantly clear since b. f. skinner and operant conditioning etc. that neurology is not fundamentally a yes/no thing -- it's "fuzzy logic." instead of true or false, you have a floating-point value like ~0.62 representing "62% true." clusters of neurons are arranged into sparse autoencoders that continuously adjust a best-fit line for zillions of different things... in order to start using abstract, non-analog concepts like boolean logic (true/false) we had to invent metaphors. fingers are pretty good metaphors, really... chunks of muscle and bone and tendon and some neural control circuits and eventually some primal genius figures out how to use fingers as metaphors and counting is born |
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It means that the simulation is every efficient, it's a bit like how a 3d world renders in a video game, you only need to render while you walk through the game. now that i've woken my metaphors up a bit, here's a previous post for that: like a fractal explorer. once you've read that, i can make this point: you've conflated human neurology with cosmology proper. there's no reason the universe can't also be a mandlebrot explorer sorta simulation, but until i get some supporting data, i'm going to go ahead and assume that infinite-scroll feeling is just the usual way it feels to be a system of digital metaphors trapped inside a pile of meat. |
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hold up your index finger. alright. are you sure you're holding it up? are you trying your hardest? could you maybe hold up your index finger a liiitle more? when people count on their fingers, the finger is up or down to represent There or Not There.... but at what point is the finger "up"? it's rather easy to hold a finger halfway up.... and when holding up a finger to count "one" it's a loose, lax finger up. not intense strain... so, more or less, we have a pile of analog crap -- meat, bone, neurons -- and 80%-100% means there and anything less means Not There and this forms nature's ridiculously complex implementation of an |
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We live in strange times indeed |
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i of a strange time to |
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~ An autoencoder, autoassociator or Diabolo network is an artificial neural network used for unsupervised learning of efficient codings. The aim of an autoencoder is to learn a representation (encoding) for a set of data, typically for the purpose of dimensionality reduction. |
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ask the clerk: "y'all got food?" wait for the deer in headlights look, then... "can you show me where. the food. is?" talking like a texas retard shit will get real at that point someone up and did this to me, tonight. i was angling for the $5 chicken and there was a lady browsing a bit to the side. so i take a slow cruise in, pretending to browse the sandwiches... essentially just giving her a moment before i go beaches of normandy on the chicken.... someone's with her. some guy. we make eye contact briefly. general policy is to acknowledge people like that, then go back to your biz. i did. as i approach the chicken, he swoops in. it feels in reaction to me. i thought: "i guess he's hovering closer to his lady." it was a reasonable enough guess. many guys will do this. it's nothing personal. but then, as i'm browsing the chicken's devour-by date, he strikes up a conversation: "you having chicken tonight?" [looks at chicken] ... "uhh, yes." already, this is weird... "oh, do you like chicken?" he asks. seemingly in earnest. i stare at him. he stares are me. "seriously, man?" i say, cracking a smile. we both crack up. i'm not sure if he was high and fucking with me or genuinely retarded or hitting on me or what, but it didn't matter. we both had a solid laugh out of it. this is maneuver is called "keeping it real" ironic, since i couldn't tell you what that really was... except, perhaps, proof that my initial post is decent advice |
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