Ouroboros Baby

December 17, 2009

The Snake is a standing wave with chaotic interference making it warble.

We
We Made
We Made Us

At some point in our future we wanted to see once and for all whether or not life was Created or evolved spontaneously. The only suitable way was to make a universe in the laboratory, and see what happened. But then, someone had to _observe_ the results, didn’t they?

In the process of observation, the observer changed the state of the newly born cosmos and

-=BANG=-

There we were. Again.

We
We Made
We Made Us

We are the snake that eats its tail, desperately hoping that the cycle might be broken, not knowing how to do so, and forgetting each time that a circle is merely a slice of something with greater dimension.

And in greater dimensions, knots can be undone with nary a cut at all.


Nanowrimo Strategemyzing

November 2, 2009

This year I’m approaching hitting the required word count through a slightly different strategy, basically using a numbered  list  to keep track of sentence number.

Using ten words as an approximate average word count for a sentence, a completely arbitrary approximation, btw, I figure I need 2oo bullets on that list by the end of the day to reach the goal satisfactorily.

So far, it seems to be working fine.  I’m over 4k.  I’m still having fun with it.  Interesting twists do pop up when you’re just cranking out words like the thousand monkeys on a typewriter shtick.  I am keeping the strategy of not talking about the story itself, though.  There’s something to keeping it in your head until you’re ready to put into a medium, and that medium could very well be words in the air that die out thermodynamically if nothing is around to capture it.

I’ll put out the title though, just because it seems to be sticking:

1306:  Liftoff!  The Autobiography of Mattias Levi, 2005-2013,

and All the Trouble It Caused Me

The wall is yet to hit, which really is the scariest part of the whole endeavor.  Not so much the hitting as the wondering if you’ve got the resolve to get past it.  Self-doubt is a terrible thing.  It’s important to remember that it’s a conquerable thing, though.

So, on we go.  Excelsior to all participants.  Bring it for day 3!


Nanowrimo 2009 Starts Now

November 1, 2009

And they’re off!  Maybe the sidebar widget will start working.  Someday.


Bye, Mac Tonnies

October 23, 2009

You’ll be missed.

Obit:  http://www.ufomystic.com/2009/10/22/mac-tonnies-gone/

His bloggo:  http://posthumanblues.blogspot.com/


Kwid

October 22, 2009

I want money, and the pursuit of it, and the love of it, and the problems inherent with it to become obsolete.  Meaning that it becomes so cumbersome that when the opportunity arises, people will slough it off like dead skin.  And hopefully not Goldmember it.

Today’s economics is an accretion wrought over time and is still evolving with each boom and bust.  But at it’s heart, it’s still and abstraction of bean counting, and we allow this abstraction to have weight in our lives, partially because we are born into it and have no exposure to other systems, and partially because of the convenience of having an entire subset of humanity that loves to love this abstraction and do ‘work’ with it.

Money is only as real as we want it to be.  I think most everybody understands this to a certain extent, but feels powerless to do anything about it.  So,  in taking a queue from good ol’ Bucky Fuller, if we want to get rid of the system, the best way to do so is to make it obsolete.

Easier said than done, of course.  Most proposals I’ve seen either want to go back to bartering, which probably works fine in a very small scale, or want to tweak the existing monetary system itself, such as the Douglas Social Credit.  In my heart of hearts, I’ll always be in love with Robert Anton Wilson’s RICH Economy idear, though I stopped holding my breath for that one after the Challenger disaster.

All of the systems above still use abstractions to represent intrinsic value.  I want to get away from that, get to something that’s real, or as real as this universe allows.  Enter the Kwid.

Kwid is a mangling of ‘kilowatt-hours per day’, which is a unit of power usually abbreviated kwh/d.  To my mind, it easily becomes ‘kwid’, which makes for a handy bad joke.

The idea of the kwid came to me after reading David MacKay’s Without the Hot Air piece.  It’s wonderful.  It needs to be integrated into every political leader on the planet’s frontal lobes.  ANYway.  It was his discussion of the need for better distribution of energy that clued me in to how such an arrangement might work.  The kilowatt-hr is as real as you’re going to get in terms of saying, ok, what does it take to do/make/go something/place?  It’s surprising how little somethings use up energy and how much some other things do.  Check out Doc MacKay’s work for all the details, if you dare.

So, great.  Every physical thing you can do can be represented as taking x amount of kwid to do so.  I contend that with a high enough and smart enough distribution of power storage,  such exchanges could take place easily.  Your account number is on your electric bill already.

How does one add to one’s account?

Make energy!  Feed the grid.  There’s a bajillion ways to do this.  Low-income folk might just ride a stationary bike for an hour.

There will be lightning harvests.

On the other end of the spectrum, my friend MCvDub pointed out that it was far more likely for The Powers That Be to simply switch everyone over to using their credit score as a vicious form of whuffie that you’re locked into at the time of inception, and your offspring are, too.  Evil never dies, afterall, and there are a lotta folk that simply love class distinction.  That’s a dystopian plot waiting to happen, if we aren’t already in the midst of it…