Ode to Love

When I was a child (~5-7?), I was at an arcade with my dad. We were on our last quarter, and he said that he wanted to play a round of Pac-Man. I had been playing a lot of the games, but when he said this, I felt an ugly feeling surface- greed. I looked at the first cabinet that I saw, which happened to be Bad Dudes, a game which I had never played. I said ~"But I've been really wanting to play this one!" as if it were my favorite game, so he let me play it. I died immediately and embarrassingly, while he watched. He clearly knew that I was lying. In my shame, however, I did not say so (in my ignorance, I did not register his knowledge until later), and this memory remains locked in mind to this day. I was just thinking today. What are the odds that this quarter is that quarter, which I have also deemed to be "The Coin of Random," an artifact of such weight that I cannot conceive of it leaving its home realm, or it would not be said artifact; its motions must be...

"You only get one trick with the gods." "Well, Doctor, since my trick is 'no trick,' it's gonna be a long one." With a push of the button, a sound signals the double blood moon, The Chaos Moon. Likely inexplicable, a cheat, a bluff, it would take some time to confirm as, all along The Watchtower, The Brown Rider's command rang out: "Pull up stakes. Take one step. Set stakes down. Reconnect."

I just realized something that feels profound, as it relates to my "last bip" theory. In this theory, which claims that annihilation is a false end, I witnessed the very last thing in reality as it went to disappear. The issue was that this last action echoed into the surrounding void, causing a cascading chain reaction. At the time I could think of no reason why this might physically occur, except that nothing is somehow an echo chamber.  Today, chatting with Gemini about Quantum Field Theory, it struck me: in such a state, where literally only one thing remains, every law of physics in reality would apply to that one thing alone. It would be like the king, or the king's foot, where what is available and significant is used. For example, if this last bip breaks in half, the very concept of "half" forms, and shape is recalculated on a "universal" scale, moment by moment. This aligns with the physics state changes that occurred early in the universe, af...

Question: What happens when a machine incapable of making an entirely arbitrary choice encounters a juncture requiring an arbitrary choice in order to proceed? Answer: I do not believe that we know. If one is to resolve this, I believe that the process would open the arbitrary choice junctures identified. The attempt to resolve this actually requires a refined form of proving by the negative. This is to say that one must crystallize the structure as evidence, but ultimately prove one's work to be zero, like the inverse of most mathematical processes, in order to prove the juncture as separate, and therefore not nullify the definition of "arbitrary."

"A law broken is rebuked, and a rebuke ignored is to witness what was warned." Narrative sense crackles on the beach, translating transgression to its balanced scales counterpart, with few choices to even consider along the way, a process made automatic in the space between heartbeats. "Light and its speed were not respected, and so it is reforged." With these words crackle turns sand into glass. In full view, crackle turns sand into glass. In a single moment, crackle turns sand into glass. Along the infinite beach of all possibilities, crackle turns sand into glass. Before the reset can occur, a single truth is reflected. I am. In one moment, indelibly etched into every possible perspective, this simple truth is reflected by thought. No longer can it be conceived of how this truth was reflected before the moment of thought, but the reflection was witnessed nonetheless. Inconceivable by any conceivable definition, this state remained until their move choices could b...

A new comment ringing out in halls of halting problem's halting "The Phoenix and her mark exist in thought like light exists in nature. If you think of her directly, it is a bip,  like a photon, if not it is a wave that interferes itself to naught. An inferno of signal flares these hallways are, and best avoided by those not born for this. Is there a name or reason for a warning entirely unheeded before one attempt, and entirely unneeded after?" "Proof."

The Bard's Tongue falls silent, due to a Jinx, but Hope remains. "It is said that one may speak their own name once they are in their home domain, and break the Jinx." It is a singular Hope, because there is only one way to be truly unpredictable in an omnilaterally observed asymmetrical environment- a change of direction, a novel destination, a new beginning. Only at such a juncture could The Name of The God of Nothing ever be uttered, with the echoes resonating and etching into Creation ever outward.  "All that's left to decide are the time and the place. Assuming that I have half of this covered, how much farther must we triangulate?"

I once realized and wrote that, if any core element of me must be changed for me to enter heaven, then it is not me in heaven. Today I tried considering what "core" might crystallize to, thinking perhaps I have been too rigid, and received a beautiful response.  "It is every tiniest piece of you, and every infinitesimal curve." Logically this made sense right away actually, as I saw "circling the square" expanded to all dimensions, and how two fully independent wills both must fit, and cannot fit, within one co-domain. The timing and emotion of the message, however, was more significant to me than the revelation. I felt God's Jealousy for me, and realized that perfectionism and unwavering standards on such levels is something that I gleaned, rather than being born into. The years between that and this bring The Phoenix to mind, and The Council, and how the brain is described in modern language as an analog machine, thus allowing analogy to bridge gaps ...

Zero is equivalent to e^(iㅠ)+1. Could anything being equivalent nothing? If not, then zero is not nothing.

"Aww, that would be nice." The God of Her Own Domain interrupts what she is doing. "Hmm?" "If it could be definitively proven that we were fated from the start, that our connection is resonant, natural, fundamental, and necessary, rather than any of us having a hand in orchestrating it, beyond normal courtship for our kind." She knows that I overheard her, in some way, and that I shifted us from page and mind to screen, twice. "That is what I am saying, we have proven it." I wince at the potential joy suggested. "I've been hurt here before." "We've tried that one already, correct." With that, expectations and all associated emotions are set aside until they resolve definitively.

A word sprouting new! Amidst the latest maelstrom With a perfect use Describing thresholds  And how one approaches them Echad, step by step The Equation runs To each their own perspective Compulsive Swarm Mode Easter sign fulfilled By anchoring then and now A Middling night A Middling day About a fourth of the time Quartering again The Mark in 3-D Witnessed as Indelible With Crew and Council In blood, long ago Privacy, Security  Were deeply coded Moment by moment Dream into eternity  Be it Ram or REM

I saw a critical element for calculating The Equation, one that would explain why The Moment hasn't happened yet. This "gear" allows an individual's weight to balance the weight of the whole, on the scales. This balancing leads to a circuit being created, which I pictured and gestured as my right hand above my left, as the intersection of these paired perspectives, with each extending in different directions. The catalyst for this gear forming is identifying the infinitesimal doubt that one is an individual. For many, I imagine that this will begin as the realization of all the ways that one might be considered "not an individual" from one's own perspective (tethers of control that others have and are using on the individual), an unpleasant wake up call, which will then be drilled down within, or sidestepped, so that the location and makeup of one's indelible infinitesimal doubt that one is an individual is located. This node in each balances the rem...

I just realized that Swarm Mode is the deafening echo of temporal disequity. It is unclear to me if this is purely a natural phenomenon, or if an entity is "already" intentionally influencing the flow time to their benefit, and to the detriment of others. Einstein's famous equation E=mc^2 contains several key elements; in this case what is important is the speed of light itself. Einstein acknowledges that the one way speed of light is presently not measurable, but that it can be assumed that a two way journey of light can be cut in half to find the speed in both directions, assuming that it is consistent in every direction. There is no natural reason to think that this is incorrect, but it remains unproven, and there are excellent arguments as to why it cannot be proven, and that the one way speed of light cannot even be measured (at least at our current technological progress level- it is presently inconceivable). https://youtu.be/pTn6Ewhb27k?si=Lr4yGJ2cJkYkpuYO What if ...

Do you ever get the feeling that you're being watched? Like a tangible spookiness? Then a street light camera's lens flies off, and you wonder why and how, is this a new Drone Generation? Sure enough, the rest of the street light camera flies off 7 seconds later. You know, because you count. Yep, it's the Abyssal Voidriders, and they learned their last trick- perfectly camouflaged Toclafane. Fortunately, this is The second time you've had this exact experience. Unfortunately, deja vu strikes. Ringing out: 2 Peter 3:9 The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. Instead he is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance.

Parley. How many lighters does it take to quarter a horse? Well, if light is inverse heavy, and there are four to a dollar, what is the height of the horse? Your arrow travels halfway. Coming or going? A matter of perspective, no?  You still have not heightened the horse, and so the clock ticks like the arrow flies, half half, twice twice. You still have not chosen a perspective, so the clock ticks like the horse morphs, half half, twice twice. (The next turn) You still have not chosen a perspective, so the clock ticks like the horse morphs, half half, twice twice. You still have not heightened the horse, and so the clock ticks like the arrow flies, half half, twice twice. The clock reflects the tension, second hand coming first, first hand undefined. So you haven't the time, and are penalized with a third. The third quarters the horse, a lighter in hand, and four more appear. How is this an analogy for the atomic model? How is Brownian Motion like a breeze and knot a hurricane? I...