Dreams and stuff.
I wrote this a bit ago for a magazine, although that thing never got finished so I'm putting it up here. Dark outside and blinds shut I went to bed, not to sleep but to lie. Recently I've enjoyed just laying about with my eyes closed, doing nothing for hours on end just to get a glimpse of some dot or blur coming across my vision. It's so much more interesting than the boring full-fleshed all of…
Working on a monolithic kernel and operating system for RISC-V computers (specifically the DeepComputing Framework 13 dev board) with the goal of creating the best note-taking experience.
Talk of the town recently has all been about the killing of the UnitedHealthcare CEO. Far more discussed than the killing itself is its justification, whether it was good or bad. The other day my sister asked me my opinion on it, which I was unsure of at the time, but have since solidified. My immediate reaction to the event was positive. The issue, however, is that the act of murder goes fairly…
Much of our lives is spent serving others. The comforts of a society which we gain from others' service to us requires our (or at least the majorities') own servitude for its continuation. We start as iron enriched by years of education and then are pounded into capital to begin creating and providing all the goods and services which we graciously accept. However it is rarely perceived as a public…
There are democrats, and there are republicans; there are theists, and there are atheists; there is x , and there is y ; there are a lot of beliefs out there. Beliefs which many people believe, believe with conviction, beliefs that contradict one another, beliefs that only as an exception can replace other beliefs. Nearly all discourse between differing believers ends in no net change, both still…
In my last article I argued against identifying with labels which label parts of your identity, but another important type of identifying is with things outside of your self. Communities, jobs, hobbies: all can be considered personality traits. While there are differences between identifying with being a communist and identifying with being a taxi driver, both have similar follies. The self is…
Who am I? can be a difficult question to answer, but many a new taxonomy have sprouted over the years. There is an abundance of ideologies, sexualities, genders, medias, brands, subcultures, countercultures, -cores and aesthetics, millions of different things to identify with. At the tip of our fingers is not just the few individuals in our village but billions of personalities all summed up in…
Thought is a conscious idea, while belief is a subconsciously chosen, chosen from thought, idea. If there is no belief to contradict a thought that thought becomes a belief. If a belief contradicts that thought, then either the thought can replace the belief or not. There is more than a binary in how the thought can relate to the existing idea, however. A thought can coexist a contradictory…
A pseudo-chess game based off a pseudo-roleplay-chess game made wholly in "pure" (as pure as it can be) Java.
This is a simplistic webring for all the existentialists out there. Whether your site talks about it, shows it, or you just are it, feel free to join us as its representative. The only rule here is that you must question the ring's purpose. Oh, and to have the webring navigator thing somewhere on your site. Doesn't need be on the front page, but not too hidden neither. To join, send me an email at…
It sounds like simple enough advice, which it is, but unfortunately I heeded not. My 1TB hard drive of 8 years died a few weeks ago. I knew it was dying, and always thought that I would replace it soon, but it was too late. It doesn't matter too much, since most of my important things are backed up somewhere, but it's still a shame. I probably had some txt file written by a little me, which I…
Made a tiny imageboard in PHP. Will probably never be moderated, so do what thou wilt.
So many days. Of course, today is the important one, just as every day past has and every day since will be. Those old, "most important" days must be forgotten for the new, better days that bloom with each moon. Can you recall what you did this day last year? Last month? Even last week is an inconsequential blur. It makes sense to focus on now as there's not else we can control, but it's a shame…
A calendar based off the flood.
Dreamt me n S—— were standing in a long line (looked like was to F——'s room, for some reason) & S—— asked where B——, which made me laugh.
It's been a while since I've put anything up here (bit more than a month I think), so I'm just going to put some random poems I've scribbled down in my notebook over the past month or so. Your name So many words, in so many languages - Yet not a single one can adequately describe the one care that I have succumbed; the word that I want on my lips; the mantra that incessantly pounds in my mind:…
A clock based off the flood. Based off the position of the sun.
Dreamt I was drowsily listening to school announcements at the end of class and it ended off on the lines of "…and oh ya someone died." Leaving class I saw L—— laughing at the announcement to an offended S——.
Dreamt I graduated and saw a ton of people I hadn't in years.
Dreamt I was in China and went driving with some friends. We went to a restaurant and I was shocked to see L—— there, as I didn't remember ever seeing her come. To her presence she gave a shifty answer which I accepted and proceeded to steal a Mountain Dew.
Dreamt I was talking to S—— after waking up, saying how tired I was. Then with someone else I ended up going to a restaurant, buying a bowl of soup and a sugar cookie. After eating I got more food someplace else and bumped again into S——.
Dreamt of walls of text telling me detailed instructions on making sigils.
Dreamt of a bunch of short little worms, of which I was squishing with a tissue. I seem to dream of similar worms often.
Dreamt I was playing some wargame in Model UN, 2 (me and J——) v 2 (don't recall who). There was blaring piano music in the background. Reminded me of the city stage in spore (lots of spice).
Dreamt me and M—— saw 4 lines of Duvet written and started singing it.
Dreamt I was alone at some carnival, playing random games. There was an extensive section of Star Wars themed stuff. Every section except that was void of people.
Dreamt me and S—— were on some lawn at night, drinking under the streetlights.
There was a period of time where I put myself to being Buddhist. This was after reading a number of Buddhist (and other religious) texts and being thoroughly interested in the philosophy behind it. That feeling never left me, but I stopped practicing once I realized something about myself that went strongly against the philosophy - I don't want to leave. I love the unrelenting up and down of life.…
Time should be simple. It's continuously increasing at a constant rate, so to represent it we should just have some number continuously increasing at a constant rate as well, shouldn't we? We do have this ( not sure why we use so many bases in our time representation, but eh ), but there are so many irregularities in our time representation as well. When I say irregularities , I specifically mean…
Dreamt I was in some dark room, lots of wood, wet. There were all these people, floating in the air, pallets behind them, in a kind of angled plane in the room. I mentioned something about them not being real. I was carefully trying to remove something off one of them using a razor blade, when from behind a chainsaw cut them open. This happened to all of them, in a sort of dance, cutting across…
Had the same dream as the night before.
Dreamt that me, J——, R——, and some others voted on something of which I can't remember. We all voted for it.
Dreamt I was in some post apocalyptic world companioned with someone of who I can't remember. We stayed in this one block of buildings, where there was a Starbucks next to a hospital next to a parking lot next to a church. I remember looting the Starbucks and also destroying the parking lot at some points in the dream. At some point I also went on some gameshow? There were still people around,…
Dreamt there were lots of these tiny short black worms crawling up my fingernails. I was upset, as I only wanted 357 worms , but there were more than that.
Recently I've started seeing articles which about half way through I realize were written by AI. The worst part is a lot of them tend to be guides, and present completely false information. Now, I may not write good articles myself, but using AI to write articles just seems despicable . When I click on an article saying "How to do x ", I expect the author to have at least a tiny idea of what x is.…
Dreamt people kept saying something - how it was good God had died or something. This related somehow to a tiny light-blue salamander that was in my bathtub. It was quite cute. When I closed the door it jumped through a crack in it and landed on my neck.
One of my favorite things to do on this digital garden is to add some text that pops up when you hover over the text. It's not much, but I love doing it to add a bit of extra spice to otherwise bland (or even to flavorable ) pieces . elements instead of headers in my articles so far, but I think I'm going to switch over.">How do I do this? Well I'm glad you asked, non-existent person. Placing a…
Dreamt I was being quite theatrical with B—— . Also dreamt I was helping J—— pull charcoal apart on the back of a moving pickup truck . There were weird metal spiders residing inside the charcoal as well.
Dreamt I was living in a house on a very tiny island. There were little holograms near the edge of the water, and in the water were lots of worms squirming around. J—— was with me as well, but he didn't really do anything. It rained, and the water came up even closer to the house, and the worms along with it. I walked on the sand surrounding the house, trying to avoid the worms worming…
Dreamt that almost everyone on earth disappeared and the remaining people wanted me to become their leader .
Originally there were only two beings - Man and Twin. They were siblings, in a far sense of the word, and lived together in an endless sea of nothingness. One day, Man decided he wanted more, and sacrificed Twin to create the world. He spread his skin to create the land, split his blood to form the waters, and used his bones to form many grand mountains and hills. His hair became the grass, his…
Life is meaningless. Therefore it seems fitting to create your own, similarly meaningless goals to spend your time with whilst you remain alive. Everyone has goals; often to become rich, famous, beautiful, (insert adjective), etc. These aren't as much goals, but directions however. There's no point at which someone can with certainty be called famous, have enough money to be rich - at least to…
Dreamt that me and a few others were living away from the rest of the world. We had a leader who told us there was nothing else left in the world, which I found funny. We figured out a way to break the first law of thermodynamics , but we forgot about it pretty fast. Some more stuff happened which I can't remember, and at some point I ended up jumping off a cliff.
Dreamt of a bunch of diagrams of phonology systems for birds. Some of the birds in the diagrams didn't exist, like on one where the beak of the bird had a section cut off the top of it. The diagrams were in pen, and there were many symbols with arrows pointing to parts of the birds head.