MysticWicks endorsement: "Spoiled brats of the pagan world, I thought. I really don't have a lot of respect for Discordians. They just strike me as spiritually lazy."
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Dearest darling, love of my life,So I'm forced to record some of these conversations, because clearly the person talking (to me on the phone) has no idea of how fucking insane they sound. I wait a few days for the shit to settle, then I play the tape back to them. Consternated, indignant at first, they eventually seem to understand and apologize profusely, only to do it again, and again. The thing is that perhaps I'm giving myself too much credit re: /really really/ thinking that I turned myself around, when I continue to entertain the same nonsense while also expecting it to somehow change.
We seem to be having a bit of a problem here. Not, I believe, one of communication, but of comprehension. Perhaps it's an issue of trust.
I know I don't know everything. There are things you're just better at than I am, and that's okay. Sometimes I will be so sure of myself and then it will turn out that no, you were right all along. It happens. I do my best to look for objective evidence quickly and own up when I have been digging my heels in. Maybe I don't always get there immediately, but I do my best. You've seen it, you know I'm telling the truth. You are better at directions than I am (my method of navigation relative to a central street does not translate well outside of the town I grew up in), you are better at making Google your bitch.
But, my love, there is a corollary to this truth.
You see, there are things I am better at than you. Some of them you accept with grace, and when that happens our lives are easy and things are fantastic. But sometimes -- sometimes -- you get it in your head that I am too broken or broken in the wrong ways and you assume that all of my judgment calls must be bad ones, because sometimes my judgment is a little off.
But my judgment is not off about the people we need to run away from.
No, my dear. I am descended from generations of crazy people and the only way we survive long enough to pass this shit on without completely crapping the bed is having our danger sense turned up to eleven all the goddamned time and having a nose like a k-9 unit for crazy motherfuckers who will ruin us.
You have acknowledged this ability of mine on numerous occasions, specifically right after someone who I fucking told you was no good proceeds to wreck our shit. And always, you are surprised by these instances. Like no one saw it coming. Like each instance of a shady asshole messing up our lives is a complete fluke. Like no one could have anticipated that your wife could be right about the thing she's always right about.
And every time you assure me "yes, honey, I will listen to you next time." And then there is a next time and you do not fucking listen.
I love you.
Next time I'm calling Jimmy Walnuts on your stupid ass.
A Cationary A.I. Tail [or why I am so absent]
After Pip returns from his local user's Cellar, a GNU module developes strange dependencies that are irreconcilably at odds with legacy OpenCV transparancy standards. Failure to recognize a way link across different included libraries causes a kernel panic because user's bash shell profile did not reference proper magic cauldron paths: insisting on the use of serpentine root Frameworks.
Instead of brewing a proper homemade Caffe interface, a monstrous jambalaya results. Consuming all alabaster versions before it, Babel spreads the tiered legs of pythonic Makefile reserves. This sucks the Xenon from the sails of Great Expectations, chucking richly at the end Pip's 'built from source' release.
I like the idea of AI spontaenously emerging from complex dependency trees. I'm not sure I buy it as a likely source, but on the other hand, complex dependency trees are one of those things in CS that trivially grow to inhuman scale.
Switzerland has temporarily halted the sale of Volkswagen cars while they investigate.The investigation reduced unemployment by 1 (One) standard deviation.
Mr. Penrose, please accept our wishes for a quick recovery of your wife. May the currents change to rising lift beneath your wings right now!
Thanks. But why are you using unlisted personal information in your post?
Though it remains controversial and unclear, I'd guess it may have something to do with the energy involved for the reaction making the carbon react with oxygen. That then begs the question if oxygen is nescesary for the production of energy. Maybe it's convenient to use combustion because it can also increase pressure, however I'd bet we also have the technology to create those conditions in a vacuum.According to DeBeers, a .2 gram diamond was formed from 2.8 grams of pure carbon.
Where does the rest of the carbon go?
If it's anything like sapphire, it doesn't go anywhere. The atoms all line up in perfectly straight lines, and the mass is in fact stored as energy bonding the atoms so rigidly.
I am unsure of the physics involved here, because diamonds don't explode when you crush them. Of course, what you're really doing is just making smaller diamonds, so I guess they wouldn't.
That makes no sense at all to me, but I haven't taken physics and I only have four terms of chemistry.
Thing is, I'm not an actual material science geek. I'm a technician. I don't understand it, either.
Changing the chemical bonds won't change the mass. That's one thing I know for sure. Making and breaking bonds never changes the mass of an element. The mass of a quantity of pure carbon is determined solely by how many carbon atoms are present.
See, I don't know. I DO know, though, that to make 4 cubic cm of sapphire, weighing .3 kg, you need 1 kg of high purity alumina. I was led to believe that the high temperatures involved caused the mass to be used up making bonds, and I was obviously misled. Where does it actually go? NO IDEA.
Perhaps that is the amount of usable sapphire product after processing.
Naw, sapphire manufacturers are like proper Scotsmen. "NOTHING GETS WASTED 'ROUND HERE." The RF pots they use to attain 3500C are like never-ending stew pots, but they are measured between each batch, so the amount actually used is known. Also, I asked a friend of mine over there what the LOI mass loss was, and he said it was about 3-5%.
I have also been digging on the DeBeers thing. Nobody knows how much - if any - wastage happens during the natural formation of diamonds, but apparently the numbers they gave for synthetic diamonds are net numbers.
Well, here is the thing. When atomic mass is converted to energy, that's fission. If you don't have any actual atomic decay, a mole is a mole is a mole.
Perhaps in your process you lose some mass in a gaseous state. Who knows? Not me.
Well, mass doesn't disappear. So there's obviously something we don't know.
This is gonna bug the shit out of me until I figure it out.
I did mean greatest in the sense of best and most desirable. It's a weakness, but NOT a flaw. Every design or form has weaknesses, things that can break it. Compassion is one of ours, but it's critical to the survival of our species and expression of our nature.
Edit because I apparently jacked up the quote box code.
So compassion is Humanity's crumple zone? I can live with that analogy.
I don't know if I'd put it that way, really. Compassion is kind of the thing that makes us work as a species; the ability to connect with and care for other people is inherently crucial to everything we consider uniquely human achievements. Only a social species can develop culture and technology, and the biological, developmental condition on which sociability is dependent is compassion.
I love the purusha ref., and how it calls for spirit
Thanks! I just recently reconnected with my old Indian Religion & Philosophy professor. I love all that stuff. Even the most far out fantasy-sci-fi-psychedelia seems hum drum compared to Hindu metaphysics.