Islands of bacterial activity

Everything else has a restricted set of interactions with its immediate living space, chemical or atomic, depending how small you go… Small things ingesting and spitting out chemicals. It’s very direct and relatively easily observable; you can see what every one does, what their function is. Cogs in the system. Even the animals have a fairly regulated set of activities. The fox doesn’t seem to wonder about his options, about what to do next.

And what of us? Maybe we’re the same: ingesting and spitting out chemicals, but it’s all obscured by our variety of manual (really, MANUAL, manipulated, hand-based) activities. Just elaborate versions of germs. It’s hard to see it past of egos but if you could step outside for a minute, isn’t earth just overrun… And what does it add up to but filigreed slime?

Just a note. Not a question, doesn’t need an answer. Not negative. I think filigreed slime is wonderful.

Will I ever be friends with math?

I’ve always processed it in weird ways. I get distracted by things that others overlook, or are happy to simply memorize. I take round-about routes to a solution when something simpler will do. Why? Because it makes sense that way. I didn’t even think of the simpler idea.

When I was very young, I had this problem with addition (or was it subtraction?) where I’d end up with one too many (or one less?) because of some “logic” wherein being “on” a number — say, 6 — when adding, meant that it was actually 7 because for some reason I had to add 1… I have a vague notion of this but can’t even explain or make sense of it anymore. Like a dream.

I don’t know. It’s partially visual (almost synaesthetic), and partially just convoluted. Stupid mistakes.

An Arborescent Calculus: Last night, I was watching a basketball game I could hardly see, after... ›

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Last night, I was watching a basketball game I could hardly see, after having scratched my right eye earlier; it was kind of blurry. But, at the same time, there was something interesting happening. I could still follow the action and who was doing what fairly well. The interesting part is that…

A great post. I love your description of sightless basketball.

It seems like I always have to oppose, doesn’t it? But I have to offer this, because so many people are of the same opinion (albeit sometimes true) that we’re missing something by not having in-person conversations, and it’s mostly group think (not that yours is, also). Just like everybody tends to think this or that is “unnatural” without even questioning it or thinking about what that word, natural, means.

So you say we miss out on the quirks of each-other’s movements, the body language. But I’ll say this: I’ve had a number of distance relationships (both friendly and romantic), without the options of always seeing, hearing, smelling, or touching the other person. Even with an Anon, just like you’re experiencing with Basketball, it’s possible to become attuned to the intricacies of even just someone’s writing. Everybody has a way they say things, and things they say… it’s interesting. Ways they take pauses, process thoughts, ideas they have or pictures they share. It becomes a different kind of dance: sometimes with a “persona”, and other times with someone more “real” than that person allows themselves to be in “real life”.

So it’s not necessarily a counter to your point, but it can be intimate — if we allow for that idea, and don’t simply latch on to the internet-is-so-impersonal bandwagon of thought.

I want to write about people I love, and put them into a fictional world spun out of my own mind, not the world we actually have, because the world we actually have does not meet my standards. Okay, so I should revise my standards; I’m out of step. I should yield to reality. I have never yielded to reality. That’s what science fiction is all about. If you wish to yield to reality, go read Philip Roth; read the New York literary establishment mainstream bestselling writers….This is why I love science fiction. I love to read it; I love to write it. The science fiction writer sees not just possibilities but wild possibilities. It’s not just ‘What if’ - it’s ‘My God; what if’ - in frenzy and hysteria. The Martians are always coming.

The Golden Man (Introduction) by Philip K. Dick (via lostinthesounds)

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science111:

1. dip a spoon of gallium in a glass of hot water

2. make a bubble with smoke instead of air

3. dissolve the tablet in weightlessness

4. set fire to the  energy-saving lamp

5. push two identical clouds of smoke

6. create a vacuum in the empty tank

7. set fire to the smoke from the candles

8. overturn the glass with smoke

9. pour the hot solution in a plastic cup [x]

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The belief in the omnipresence of disorder is further enhanced by a reading of the scientific, pharmacological and medical literature, for there one finds a growing litany of indictments of ‘unhealthy’ life activities. From sex to food, from aspirins to clothes, from driving your car to riding the surf, it seems that under certain conditions, or in combination with certain other substances or activities or if done too much or too little, virtually anything can lead to certain medical problems. In short, I at least have finally been convinced that living is injurious to health. This remark is not meant as facetiously as it may sound. But rather every aspect of our daily life has in it elements of risk to health.

These facts take on particular importance not only when health becomes a paramount value in society, but also a phenomenon whose diagnosis and treatment has been restricted to a certain group. For this means that that group, perhaps unwittingly, is in a position to exercise great control and influence about what we should and should not do to attain that ‘paramount value.’

Irving Kenneth Zola, “Medicine as an Institution of Social Control” (via badfuckingpuns)

All things in moderation, no? Even living. Gotta die sometime…

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I have no idea what the Hell this is but it looks like a giant mold and I want to live in it.

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A Momentary Flow: Stephen Hawking: So Here's How It All Happened without God: Scientific American ›

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Even some of the more faithful might have wondered over the last few days whether there truly is a God.

Famed physicist Stephen Hawking would like to help. Let’s imagine there isn’t, seems to be his preference.

Indeed, in a speech at the California Institute of Technology in Pasadena, Calif., on Tuesday night, he made jokes about God’s supposed power and omnipresence.

“What was God doing before the divine creation? Was he preparing hell for people who asked such questions?” asked Hawking, clearly not afraid of meeting a reddish man with a fork and a tail.

Being a scientist, Hawking has faith only in scientific explanations.

As NBC News reports, he discounted a repeating Big Bang Theory (even though he’s appeared on the show).

Instead, he thinks: “We are the product of quantum fluctuations in the very early universe.”

I certainly feel like the product of quantum fluctuations on many days of the week, don’t you?

Ephemeral vacuum particles induce speed-of-light fluctuations ›

Interesting!

Questions:

  • Is it a big deal? If vacuum is not true emptiness but “filled with continuously appearing and disappearing particle pairs such as electron-positron or quark-antiquark pairs” then doesn’t it make sense that the SOL would fluctuate when traveling through a space/substance that, itself, fluctuates? Like through water vs air? Do I misunderstand?
  • Are the fluctuations large enough to matter (to us, at our scale)?

We have entered a post-post-studio age, and find ourselves with a new studio model: the transdisciplinary. Artists and designers are now defined not by their discipline but by the fluidity with which their practices move between the fields of architecture, art, and design

The Transdisciplinary Studio: Amazon.co.uk: Alex Coles: Books (via iamdanw)

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Like many things, true in theory.

The reality is that the title “Artist” is still most often met with the question “What do you paint?”

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Mike Rogers, the intelligence committee chairman and a Republican … dismissed opponents of [CISPA] as teenagers in their basements.

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House passes Cispa cybersecurity bill despite warnings from White House

I might be giving up.

Click through the image for a FireFox add-on that adds DuckDuckGo to your right-click search.

Duck, please do better. Don’t be evil.

News inhibits thinking. Thinking requires concentration. Concentration requires uninterrupted time. News pieces are specifically engineered to interrupt you. They are like viruses that steal attention for their own purposes. News makes us shallow thinkers. But it’s worse than that. News severely affects memory. There are two types of memory. Long-range memory’s capacity is nearly infinite, but working memory is limited to a certain amount of slippery data. The path from short-term to long-term memory is a choke-point in the brain, but anything you want to understand must pass through it. If this passageway is disrupted, nothing gets through. Because news disrupts concentration, it weakens comprehension. Online news has an even worse impact. In a 2001 study two scholars in Canada showed that comprehension declines as the number of hyperlinks in a document increases. Why? Because whenever a link appears, your brain has to at least make the choice not to click, which in itself is distracting. News is an intentional interruption system.

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Google Instant (& Auto-Complete) is like someone annoying standing over your shoulder and talking while you’re trying to think.

Did you mean this?
Or this? How about this?
Or this too?

No, Google. Shut up.

Speaking of*pushing the boundaries of what games can achieve“…

Don’t skip over this video. Not so much for the technology, even, as the storytelling in just this short segment. I hope it becomes something interesting.

*(see also: BioShock: Infinite).