A Drop From The Bucket

For an odd reason clearly unbeknowst to me, I spent the better part of these past few day contemplating the relationship between consciousness (human or other, depending on your inclination) and computability (or at least with regard to Turing machine com…

For a moment, I thought that a lasting remnant of humanity post-LLM, and wider ML-shit(‘mUhCHeEne luRrnin’) would be that of storytelling.

AA: But I don’t know what [$somewhat_technical_I_guess_but_conceptually_simple_word] means!

[alt_title: Mo’ money problems, Hallelujah] Money, despite my adoration for its philosophical foundations, is living proof that the most powerful force on earth is ‘human faith’ - second only to Fortuna perhaps.

In a complete 180deg of my last post, my original signing key for my Yubikey I bought 6 months ago expired, so I have been learning GPG in a bout of frustration.

What is the brain?

Are you moving right now?

As noble of a pursuit that there exists; wisdom is surely one.

A favorite idiom of mine is that of the carrot and the stick: a metaphor for postive & negative reinforcement on behavior, mostly in the context of motivational tools.

Geez.

As a criminally guilty member of this party, us humans are obsessed with purpose.

Artificial Consciousness This opinion(!)

A question I find circling oft inside my head: Why do I have such contempt with modern man?

Trying toward, some unknown trove of treasure Diving downward into the solitary and unforgiving depressive depths Wakefulness is now just work, nothingless is now the norm Motivations, articulations become mere abstractions Motions of reality defeated by…

Our own existence likely meets even the strictest definition of certainty to ourselves.

Given we exist in 3 Euclidean dimensions + 1 time dimension, I had a likely inaccurate, but interesting thought: is death simply the reduction of our dimensionality?

What do you want your life to end up looking like?

Perhaps the concept I am describing is not actually ‘emergence’, but its this general idea I’ve been ruminating on as of late.

I don’t wish to pretend my Luddite-ian opinions on technology and powerful ambivalence toward politics (and the zeitgeist) are novel, they most certainly are not.

Answer: Everything, you fuck.

Perhaps I hold some bias too strongly, but as humankind culturally consolodates I see a growing rift between choices made on practical bases and those made from principle.

Clearly (to me), learning is an entirely internal concept.

Most people have a schtick, I bastardize the meaning a bit here but its what people do.

Generally when someone makes an argument about the semantics of a word, I am keen to see it as a mere strategy to buy time or intellectual breathing room from the topic at hand, or more simply put; a diversion tactic.

“Strong links make long chains” -RustyBucketz30, 2024 Granted, I am definitely not the one to credit for this, but I am claiming it anyway.

A wise man once said: “I don’t give a fuck about nothing”, but the wise man was wise because he knew that a life cannot be lived without but at least one fuck to give.

All mammals of flight may kneel to the physical majesty of the hawk, the industry of the vulture, or the purity of the dove.

I’ll assume you’re in a hurry this morning, so I’ll keep it brief and structured.

I have purposely subjegated myself to the command line for most of my necessary computing, and to neutralize the instinctual cooming that having internet access precipitates (Cooming encompasses doomscrolling, edutainment, gaming, or really any frivolous…

Alright yeah, suicidal might be too extreme of a descriptor, but I do think science is nihilistic.

Recently, I have grown to accept two very different concepts of “input” that is accepted into the eyes/ears and perhaps the mind of a human.

Allow me to abstract the concept of abstractions.

A lifelong aspiration of mine, however an eternally imperfect and asymptotic one, is to never see advertisements or their mutations and offspring in my daily affairs.

It is apparent, even to me, that I’ve developed an interest in ‘The Abstract’ that is all but fleeting.

For clarity’s sake, I will use the number (i.e. #3, 3rd) when referring to rank, and the word (i.e. three) when referring to the concept.

What is work to you?

I do not understand it, thus it has no significance to me Surely not.

Hear ye in thrice!

What are doing today?

Full disclosure, I have never received a complaint about anything on this site, even less likely that it’d be about accessibility(not that I am overly cognisant of it either though), this was just a random thought that spawned and I felt compelled to share

In an earlier time, pre-UUID, a mysterious snake oil salesman quietly enters the village and performs his act.

The ‘modern’ designation here is intentional and important.

“I just wanna be normal!”

“A random passerby is victim to an unequivocally random act of terror.

Infinity doesn’t exist.

Oh me, oh my - please Machine, help me please me: Please dear Machine, tell me what to watch Oh please Machine, tell me what to buy Oh please Machine, tell me where to work Oh please Machine, tell me who to love Oh please my dear Machine, tell me how to p…

As a skeptic of sorts, - if I may be so bold to call myself - I often use criticism as the vector to presume guilt in order to ascertain innocence by falsifying said guilt.

originally written on 10-10-2023 this is a continuous thread of self-identifying ‘virtues’ that I try to live my life by.

There is this word, booming in popularity amongst the internet intelligentsia.

Fuck.