Thursday, August 30, 2007

You outrageous bastards.

Ain't anonymity great? Yeah, this thing is not really anonymous enough for me.

'Cause y'all know who I am, but YOU're not reading this. Or commenting.

Bleh. Enough bitching. Content time!

We need to discover a way to interact directly with the network that is humanity.
Not with the people of which it is composed, but with the network itself and its emergent intelligence.

Now, polls and the like are terrible ways of doing this, because they're averages, and we're trying to study fine structures here. Taking an average is like pureeing a brain to see what thoughts are in it.

Now, the new neural interfaces being created these days usually have electrodes directly inserted into the brain, stimulating as few brain cells as possible while still solidly affecting a region of the brain. When I say "as few as possible," though, we're still talking tens of thousands.

What am I jabbering on about? Well, the way I see it, we need to extend a few electrodes to humanity. Have them be different sensory experiences, none of them linked back to us that any one person will know about. Cross-correlate the data and start trying to get repeatable responses. Once we've done this, we've established an uplink to the metaintelligence and we can begin communicating with the most fascinating creature ever studied.

We need a small number of variables, tightly controlled.

Please help me design this.


Please don't slip back into the haze.

I know how it happens. UST sucks and you just want to chill with the few people who don't suck.

But please. PLEASE. Hold onto the drive. Hold on to the energy. Keep tabs on each other. Keep each other psyched. Don't go into survival mode. Don't go into survival mode.

Don't give in to brain crack.

Express yourself.

Don't let them crush the single part of you that matters most...





Your voice.

Monday, August 27, 2007

Ahem.

Where the hell are you guys? Ding ding, this is Rob keeping tabs on you. Consider yourselves tabbed motherfuckers.


If you don't take this shit seriously I'ma start telling stories...
stories like... THIS ONE!

Once upon a time there lived a man who knew how to break the second law of thermodynamics. Unfortunately for him, this would put the oil companies out of business. No one would be poor anymore, but no one would be rich either, and the richest people in the world wouldn't allow this. Hence, they locked the man up, put him in a spaceship powered only by water, and sent him to the Exxon moon base for the Criminally Innovative. In a hollowed-out space near the moon's core, the man lived out the rest of his days, going bitterly mad in the eight-by-eight-by-eight cell to which he was confined. Eventually, he invented a way to time travel using only leftover breadcrusts and shoelaces. Having done so, he traveled back two thousand years and started wowing gullible natives with parlor tricks until he slept with Pontius Pilate's daughter and was subsequently crucified.

The last laugh belongs to the pandas, who never really die but instead are sublimated into the intelligence that is harbored in a hidden orbit above the sun exactly one hundred eighty degrees away from the Earth. The rest of us have no eternal life to look forward to, but rather are all already dead.

THE END.


Now get off your asses or I'll give you a mind virus.

Sunday, August 26, 2007

Well, well, well.

I'm back.


I mean that in every sense. I'm back in Houston with my friends for a glimmering moment in time. I'm back to this blog. I'm back to say the things I believe need to be said.

I'm here to change the world.

Given, that's an easy goddamn task, and you're doing it right now as you read this, just by fucking breathing. Everything is connected. Everything changes everything.

The systems we're looking at to reevaluate and restructure are very large metaintelligences and extrahuman constructs. They're the kind of things men believe grant them immortality- things like government, religion, tradition. Unfortunately, in pursuit of such extrahuman concepts, great and terrible things have been created that are very good at doing one thing: existing. Communism (with a capital C) is one such example. The University of Saint Thomas is another. Extrahuman constructs that no longer benefit the majority of the human beings who form its structure.

These systems must be revolutionized. Efficiently. Unfortunately most radical means of accomplishing this do more harm than they save. Hence, social engineering. Hence, the restructuring of the way people deal with each other. My friends, let us attack the way we communicate. Let us change the way we deal with each other and hence the way every human being interacts with every other.

I can write again. Did you notice?

I'm not going to let you relax. We have made our plans. Now all that remains is to accomplish them.

-Rob