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Jul. 28th, 2003 08:54 amThe next stage of graphics evolution...
for a PC anyway
And a FYI, my calling set is on the 30th September
for a PC anyway
And a FYI, my calling set is on the 30th September
Jul. 28th, 2003
Weekend, weekend, weekend
Jul. 28th, 2003 09:25 amI finally got around to watching PI over the weekend (what, no standard HTML symbol for it? Bah) and wasn't as entralled with it as I thought I'd be, theres some reasonable ideas under the story and it's fairly screwed up in ways but the whole story didn't really grab me at all. Which was strange, plenty of the ideas of it were ones if you were making a movie to grab my attention you'd throw these into the stew pot, boil over a slow flame and ping, I'd like it.
But there you go - the soundtrack still rocks however.
I did some gardening. Interesting huh?
WW are blowing up the universe, which kind of kills momentum OOC for everyone in the Cam as they realise their characters are all going to snuff it, not to mention making recruitment a little hard; "Please join our game, by the way your character dies in 11 months - have a nice day." Natch.
One thing PI did poke me towards was underlying systems, or lack thereof. I am a believer in definable systems for everything around us, the problem is however we can continually define systems and sections around us until the cows come home but the world is such an amazingly complex system that we'd need a system as big as it is (which, since it's in the world in the first place is effecting that system anyway, yadda yadda) to model it. Or something, disjointed Monday morning thoughts as I try and slide my brain over towards some kind of commitment to work, which it really doesn't want to do. Do do do, dah dah dah.
When I work out what this does I'm going to fit a fuse in the side of my head so I can pull it out every now and then and just fall into whitenoise. Strange that still memoryspikes for me.
Failing? Maybe, uncertainty is the nature of the thingamy.
So you remove the system, you remove the post termination consequences, you establish your basic function from evolution and you step back and look at a hunk of water with various other elements thrown into it and say, that is all I am. Which really isn't the answer that anyone is looking for, whatever we tell ourselves or find out we seem to have this need to be special, this requirement to be maybe part of something bigger or to be that something that is better. Maybe just to keep the madness of realisation and reality away from us while we tick away until the enevitable. But what I was looking for something to drive me beyond commerce, thought and reproduction I run around the endless circles until I end up where I started and the answer is still the same. You're nothing more than what you are. Programmed through the carrot and stick of feeling and the harsh reality of wanting to be something. Does the answer lie in falling into line and being just another step in the endless tramp of eons? Another hiccup and annomaly? Another meme.
Chaos. Thats the answer.
Not the construction of it, but the answer is within the simple theory of calculated odds of any given system. Given any sufficently complex system minute changes have massive consequences, the most familiar of these being the butterfly and hurricane example. So existance has consequence regardless and there is lasting effect after the end. If such is what you are looking for, anyway. But the butterfly doesn't know which storm or where or when or anything it will cause, if any, it just flaps it's wings and lives it's little life, it may never even hear of the storm. So the systems it acknowledges and works upon are the ones it sees.
Which reminds me of a former theory, of micro influence. Of the little things.
We are microcosms of the larger system we work within, smaller elements that are effected by other elements within this system, and react and interact in ways that are very much more predicable that the larger system in which we reside. Cause and effect of things we do can echo through these elements like ripples given any starting wave, and these waves that we start are what I should be concerning (concentrating?) myself with.
But there you go - the soundtrack still rocks however.
I did some gardening. Interesting huh?
WW are blowing up the universe, which kind of kills momentum OOC for everyone in the Cam as they realise their characters are all going to snuff it, not to mention making recruitment a little hard; "Please join our game, by the way your character dies in 11 months - have a nice day." Natch.
One thing PI did poke me towards was underlying systems, or lack thereof. I am a believer in definable systems for everything around us, the problem is however we can continually define systems and sections around us until the cows come home but the world is such an amazingly complex system that we'd need a system as big as it is (which, since it's in the world in the first place is effecting that system anyway, yadda yadda) to model it. Or something, disjointed Monday morning thoughts as I try and slide my brain over towards some kind of commitment to work, which it really doesn't want to do. Do do do, dah dah dah.
When I work out what this does I'm going to fit a fuse in the side of my head so I can pull it out every now and then and just fall into whitenoise. Strange that still memoryspikes for me.
Failing? Maybe, uncertainty is the nature of the thingamy.
So you remove the system, you remove the post termination consequences, you establish your basic function from evolution and you step back and look at a hunk of water with various other elements thrown into it and say, that is all I am. Which really isn't the answer that anyone is looking for, whatever we tell ourselves or find out we seem to have this need to be special, this requirement to be maybe part of something bigger or to be that something that is better. Maybe just to keep the madness of realisation and reality away from us while we tick away until the enevitable. But what I was looking for something to drive me beyond commerce, thought and reproduction I run around the endless circles until I end up where I started and the answer is still the same. You're nothing more than what you are. Programmed through the carrot and stick of feeling and the harsh reality of wanting to be something. Does the answer lie in falling into line and being just another step in the endless tramp of eons? Another hiccup and annomaly? Another meme.
Chaos. Thats the answer.
Not the construction of it, but the answer is within the simple theory of calculated odds of any given system. Given any sufficently complex system minute changes have massive consequences, the most familiar of these being the butterfly and hurricane example. So existance has consequence regardless and there is lasting effect after the end. If such is what you are looking for, anyway. But the butterfly doesn't know which storm or where or when or anything it will cause, if any, it just flaps it's wings and lives it's little life, it may never even hear of the storm. So the systems it acknowledges and works upon are the ones it sees.
Which reminds me of a former theory, of micro influence. Of the little things.
We are microcosms of the larger system we work within, smaller elements that are effected by other elements within this system, and react and interact in ways that are very much more predicable that the larger system in which we reside. Cause and effect of things we do can echo through these elements like ripples given any starting wave, and these waves that we start are what I should be concerning (concentrating?) myself with.
Tell me how...
Jul. 28th, 2003 02:03 pm...it is that although I've not been to the gym for three weeks, have been on holiday being lazy (the most energetic thing I've done is the timewarp) and eating lard lard lard and sugar.
And somehow I've lost a 1/3 of a stone, and this is after weighing myself after a big roast dinner and ice cream.
And somehow I've lost a 1/3 of a stone, and this is after weighing myself after a big roast dinner and ice cream.
