Three munitions of cyber war infect and thereby control the industrial capacity of the central Asia. This is the mechanism PRC exploits to reign in the Nation of Dwarfs; sometimes or most of the time the missiles go off course and fall into the sea. Pity that. A thin layer of human imagination over the infrastructure of the network act to suppress an urge to slow modernity. Guns, Germs and Steel win. ZNA win.
DNA - 3.5 Billion Year Old replicator
XNA - One Year Old synthetic replicator, compatible with DNA. The interposer between DNA and ZNA.
ZNA - 10,000 Year Old replicator. The Rough Beast comprises Silicon and Steel.
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Initial Conditions
Chaotic and Complex systems are extremely sensitive to initial
conditions. That is, systems with non-linear feed-back loops
occasionally enter a state or condition where very slight changes in a
state variable can leverage vast movements in state space to another
mode of existence. These variables are strange attractors.
According to the Many Worlds
model supposes conditions poised to bifurcate toward two plausible
futures. Illustrating the simple case, I flip a coin to decide whether
to drink my coffee black or with cream and sugar. This seemingly trivial
decision creates two possible next states. In the current world of a
many worlds tableau I flip a coin and two worlds appear; one with heads
and the other with tails showing. Heads means no cream and sugar which
shaves 120 seconds off my trip to work. Tails means I spend 120 seconds
finding the cream and the sugar and adding them to my cup. The
difference of 120 seconds puts my car in heavier traffic and this adds
1000 seconds to my commute for an elapsed time difference of 1120
seconds for my arrival time at work.
An airplane on approach to the airport near my office crashes into my office and kills me if I don't loose the 1120 seconds while I arrive to see the flames rising if I chewed up the time on my commute. The cream and sugar is a strange attractor -- a very small change in an initial condition delivered vastly different outcomes. The coin flip created two disparate worlds; one where I died or ended up in the hospital and the other where I did not suffer a loss. I have become Schrodinger's cat -- I am both dead and alive because of the collapse of the wave equation.
What I believe but cannot prove is a connection between these many worlds. Reprogramming the quantum non-local circuit yields observability past the point of bifurcation -- I can perceive or experience both sides of a choice and 'back out' of the choice with the worse outcome.
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| Lorenze Butterfly - two worlds connected by a strange attractor |
An airplane on approach to the airport near my office crashes into my office and kills me if I don't loose the 1120 seconds while I arrive to see the flames rising if I chewed up the time on my commute. The cream and sugar is a strange attractor -- a very small change in an initial condition delivered vastly different outcomes. The coin flip created two disparate worlds; one where I died or ended up in the hospital and the other where I did not suffer a loss. I have become Schrodinger's cat -- I am both dead and alive because of the collapse of the wave equation.
What I believe but cannot prove is a connection between these many worlds. Reprogramming the quantum non-local circuit yields observability past the point of bifurcation -- I can perceive or experience both sides of a choice and 'back out' of the choice with the worse outcome.
Friday, May 18, 2012
Without
Without Google Login
There is polished ego for me when Blogger Kirk Holden doesn't scroll off the first page. I get different results between searches when I'm logged in than when I'm logged out of my Google account. The network knows me. I am integrated into the network.
Not in a spooky way -- just that when my access interface; facebook, G+, LinkedIn,..., Reddit and Brights.net and the rest has more salient information pertaining to me, specifically Kirk 3.1416, the easier my life is. Not my network life. My biological life is measurably and quantifiably better off if I am fully enmeshed in my two avatars in the other part of my life in the matrix. It's like the movie and also not like the movie.
Each form of animal life from amoeba to primate has a response policy toward the cosmic environment. Some sentient organisms have simple push-pull and in-out binary responses. Others emit complex behavior on fantastically superior minds in phenomenally fit bodies. Hominids, or the domesticated ape, behave as collective societies bound by culture, geography and other particular forces that deliver us from harm. Each of the layers of civilization narrows our options on how to behave by reinforcing cultural norms.
I have a response policy for most occasions you might encounter in the course of a life. I can look at my purpose in life from a narrow perspective to gauge the extent that this chosen perspective benefits my chosen self with the most gain for the least effort. I am specifically claiming that I can take a particular stance 'holding everything else equal' and debug and reverse engineer my behavior 'as if' my choices and decisions were enabled by a response emitted from a particular disposition of mind -- a richly intuitive engine of imagination.
I enjoy taking the engineering stance. I love the fatherly stance. I often stand in the triathlete stance. Each of these self-reflective points of view represent an ensemble of dispositions cooperating to help me guess what happens next.
When I am logged into my Google login I am taking the rjvg50 stance. I see the interior world of the network and the exterior world of the authentic, big, old universe. There are two versions of Kirk3.1416 a) M3aT and B3aST. M3aT is the living brain-body and the embedded mind. 200,000 years ago we were mostly M3aT with little B3aST except the crude stone axes and roughly sewn hide garments of the first generation of Homo Sapiens. If you have a Google login and a facebook page you are almost equal parts M3aT and B3aST. Or maybe we are not quite that far integrated into the matrix. But on a sliding scale we are very much farther toward B3aST every passing day. The rate of change has quickened considerably in the last 60 minutes.
Without invoking trans-humanism or The Singularity Hypothesis, there are vast amounts of off-loaded cognition in the matrix or The Technium. Life is sweet with a Google login.
There is polished ego for me when Blogger Kirk Holden doesn't scroll off the first page. I get different results between searches when I'm logged in than when I'm logged out of my Google account. The network knows me. I am integrated into the network.
Each form of animal life from amoeba to primate has a response policy toward the cosmic environment. Some sentient organisms have simple push-pull and in-out binary responses. Others emit complex behavior on fantastically superior minds in phenomenally fit bodies. Hominids, or the domesticated ape, behave as collective societies bound by culture, geography and other particular forces that deliver us from harm. Each of the layers of civilization narrows our options on how to behave by reinforcing cultural norms.
I have a response policy for most occasions you might encounter in the course of a life. I can look at my purpose in life from a narrow perspective to gauge the extent that this chosen perspective benefits my chosen self with the most gain for the least effort. I am specifically claiming that I can take a particular stance 'holding everything else equal' and debug and reverse engineer my behavior 'as if' my choices and decisions were enabled by a response emitted from a particular disposition of mind -- a richly intuitive engine of imagination.
I enjoy taking the engineering stance. I love the fatherly stance. I often stand in the triathlete stance. Each of these self-reflective points of view represent an ensemble of dispositions cooperating to help me guess what happens next.
When I am logged into my Google login I am taking the rjvg50 stance. I see the interior world of the network and the exterior world of the authentic, big, old universe. There are two versions of Kirk3.1416 a) M3aT and B3aST. M3aT is the living brain-body and the embedded mind. 200,000 years ago we were mostly M3aT with little B3aST except the crude stone axes and roughly sewn hide garments of the first generation of Homo Sapiens. If you have a Google login and a facebook page you are almost equal parts M3aT and B3aST. Or maybe we are not quite that far integrated into the matrix. But on a sliding scale we are very much farther toward B3aST every passing day. The rate of change has quickened considerably in the last 60 minutes.
Without invoking trans-humanism or The Singularity Hypothesis, there are vast amounts of off-loaded cognition in the matrix or The Technium. Life is sweet with a Google login.
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
It's About Time
post on Reddit
The four dimensions out of the 11 dimensions that we find interesting or that rise to consciousness are three dimensions of space and a dimension of time. We don't think "what is length made of" or "what is width made of" but we do ponder 'what is time made of'.
The fact is that we measure and sense INTERVALS of X,Y,Z and Time. The intervals of time, seconds, minutes, hours,..., life span are encountered by our cells at one second per second - that is the rate of time travel dictated by the arrow of time or the direction off increasing entropy. As the Buddha says "What higher being makes the grass green" (that would be me sensing the green-ness and the grass-ness). How fast does the past or the future happen in memory?
My intuition is that past and future time are 'tenseless'. But my present moment is also tenseless. The mind experiences time at one second per second because everyone around me is looking at the clock on the wall and we all concur that the second hand moves at a constant rate. That is by convention. Before the railroad set schedules for moderns, we have no motivation for imagining that everyone every where was on the same clock.
The four dimensions out of the 11 dimensions that we find interesting or that rise to consciousness are three dimensions of space and a dimension of time. We don't think "what is length made of" or "what is width made of" but we do ponder 'what is time made of'.
The fact is that we measure and sense INTERVALS of X,Y,Z and Time. The intervals of time, seconds, minutes, hours,..., life span are encountered by our cells at one second per second - that is the rate of time travel dictated by the arrow of time or the direction off increasing entropy. As the Buddha says "What higher being makes the grass green" (that would be me sensing the green-ness and the grass-ness). How fast does the past or the future happen in memory?
My intuition is that past and future time are 'tenseless'. But my present moment is also tenseless. The mind experiences time at one second per second because everyone around me is looking at the clock on the wall and we all concur that the second hand moves at a constant rate. That is by convention. Before the railroad set schedules for moderns, we have no motivation for imagining that everyone every where was on the same clock.
Monday, May 14, 2012
Oscillator
The el Nino/la Nina oscillator output, amplified by increased global temperature, may put us in a new regime of increasing amplitudes of cold and hot. Forever summer followed by forever winter. Critically under-damped response.
Thursday, May 10, 2012
The Future is not evenly distributed
Amazing blog post here.
This describes my Dream Now trope better than I have myself. The author calls the the Manufactured Normalcy Field. The future never arrives, we live in a present that snuck up on us.
This describes my Dream Now trope better than I have myself. The author calls the the Manufactured Normalcy Field. The future never arrives, we live in a present that snuck up on us.
Friday, May 04, 2012
Knowing What You Own
"Does your dog bite?"
"No"
[pats dog, gets nipped]
"You Said Your Dog Doesn't Bite!"
"That's not my dog."
I was talking to a friend today about assets and liabilities of character. A year as a Scout Master is my greatest character assets. I own that. BSA owns the process but assigns the status to me. They own that.
I was talking to Tom Gunter the other day and he said to make sure they could afford me. I thought he meant that I should drive a hard bargain on the hourly rate. He meant that I needed to make clear what I was contributing to some one at the highest level. I would need to cultivate this relationship so that I got clear signs that my work was considered of little value. I could give away more of what I own. My time.
I made lunch plans with a friend of mine who was laid off at the same time I was. We worked close to one another and we both respected each others work. We each had a numerous medals of valor. We own that.
I don't own a house right now and frankly it feels about the same as owning a house. I have a nice bed, clean sheets and a flush toilet of my own. But I don't own that -- I just get to use it. A pension fund or an African despot owns the apartment complex. I doubt anyone knows all the people that own all the scattered parts of the title deed. I pay every month for the right to drive a car. If I stop paying, I lose my right to drive this car. I don't think I have ever owned a car. I own my bike.
"No"
[pats dog, gets nipped]
"You Said Your Dog Doesn't Bite!"
"That's not my dog."
I was talking to a friend today about assets and liabilities of character. A year as a Scout Master is my greatest character assets. I own that. BSA owns the process but assigns the status to me. They own that.
I was talking to Tom Gunter the other day and he said to make sure they could afford me. I thought he meant that I should drive a hard bargain on the hourly rate. He meant that I needed to make clear what I was contributing to some one at the highest level. I would need to cultivate this relationship so that I got clear signs that my work was considered of little value. I could give away more of what I own. My time.
I made lunch plans with a friend of mine who was laid off at the same time I was. We worked close to one another and we both respected each others work. We each had a numerous medals of valor. We own that.
I don't own a house right now and frankly it feels about the same as owning a house. I have a nice bed, clean sheets and a flush toilet of my own. But I don't own that -- I just get to use it. A pension fund or an African despot owns the apartment complex. I doubt anyone knows all the people that own all the scattered parts of the title deed. I pay every month for the right to drive a car. If I stop paying, I lose my right to drive this car. I don't think I have ever owned a car. I own my bike.
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