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Entries this day: Christmas_morning Nature_of_Realitizzle Work_bluh Christmas morning s8:45am JST Friday 25 December 2009 (day 14520) Slep until 8:07am, meditated for 15 minutes (for the first time in maybe over a month) and then found Nibbles sleepin' in Soness's bed. Took a pic for Soness's amusement and headed down and out. Ah man I forgot to get up earlier so I could 8walk8 to the station cause Soness's yellow bike is already there. Took soness'sBlue bike quickly to the bike parking lot though had two delays of my own making:
Made the trai with 40 seconds to spare. permalinkNature of Realitizzle 9:01am JST Friday 25 December 2009 (day 14520) So, back in the day, like when I was 10 years old, I already had the question in my brain, "what is this stuff called reality?" cause I noticed that some things tend to be as they are whether or not I believe they are that way. (though I can't think of any cases of the opposite case: I create reality in a certain way, so why would I have been thinking about this?? I would think things like, "I can't remember exactly how I left my books stack, blue on top or yellow on top" (contrite but simple example) "but there *is* an answer." I guess it was similar to Schroedinger's Cat, except the outcome had been known, just forgotten. A bit later, I expanded on this idea a bit, trying to articulate different types of reality. LIke personal reality, the state of which no one else knows (I named my dog after a cut girl at school, I left my pencil on the left side of my desk). But then there is a grouply believed reality (earth is round sky is blue Texas is here France is there). Then there's reality that no one knows for sure, but assumes (the forest survived the storm, the shipwreck is still sunk at the point).. Then there's my recent realizations about time. Time makes a *huge* difference in our perception of reality. Without time as a demension, things would be realllllly different. One quick example is a traffic intersection. cars and people and trains exist in the same physical place, but in a different temporal place, so no collission occurs. I mean that's really amazing that there's a dimension through which we're all smurfing one second per second, and it makes things like a fourth spacial dimesnion if I think about it in a certain way. Like a bunch of maps of flatland all stacked up through the time demension But then we get to more subtle stuff. LIke I cut my finger. I know the phrase "this too, shall pass" (I used it last night on my FB status) Perfect example: I ripped part of my toenail off when walking up the steps in Kyoto Station. So *now* have a bit of a bloody spot on my toe.. well, let's say meaty or fleshy anyway it used to have a toesnail on it, but wait, no it didn't; that was over there in time, and theis is now itn time. There's no evidence that there was a toelnail over this part of my toe. I remember there having been a toenail, but why can't I remember the toenail having grown back? It hasn't yet? what does that mean? I imagine, through the division of labor, the skin cells and toenail cells are busy at work converting oxygen into more of themselves through the labor of division. One cell at a time, slowly slowly. ah man I just used "time" as a descriptor without noticing! permalinkWork bluh 10:39pm JST Friday 25 December 2009 (day 14520) Kinda crap day at work. I wrote a pile of code and cleaned it all up pretty like and then was ready to slot its data in place and went to the test page to see where it should go. Oh. Nowhere. Crappy McCrapperson I didn't need to write it at all. Dammit. 6 hours buh-bye. Don't fucking need this kinda setback when we're close to deadline again. Dammit. Then, because Alfonzo was gone today, Nate was all coming up to me asking about little tidbit issues, some of which had been fixed already and others of which they weren't show when the issue occurred. Or where. WTF? Damn G if you can't show me the error, I prolly can't fix it. Ended up missing the 9:3? train and so I was like fuckit and just watched the cool parts of Bourne Identity. permalink |