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These are the end times, but not for the reasons you think. [15 Sep 2012|02:17am]
Western culture is in the process of ending. I think I can make a fairly convincing argument for it. It has to do with the cultural singularity (a term I prefer in contrast to technological singularity because, though it is driven by technology, it's effects are widespread to areas beyond technology), and an idea I've attempted to communicate before a number of times, but I think I have kind of a fresh perspective on it after some things I've read today. Inspiration hit while I was listening to the soundtrack for Across the Universe, a movie which is basically a rock opera about American and (to a slightly smaller extent) British culture in the 1960s set to the Beatles' music.
The spaghettification of western culture really took place in the 60s. Spaghettification is a highly technical term, I know.
Actually, it is. Physicists use it to describe something that happens to you (or body bigger than a few million molecules) as you fall toward the gravitational singularity at the heart of a black hole.
First let me summarize the idea of a singularity, and how the cultural singularity is similar to a gravitational singularity.
A gravitational singularity is called such for a number of reasons. The most obvious being it's size and composition. It's practically infinitely small, which is impossible, but that's ok for a reason I will explain subsequently. A singularity is also basically only comprised of mass. I mean, sure particles fell in it, and are those particles still there making up this thing? Well, no, not really. Particles are made out of forces and energy, and they're arranged in certain patterns that make them what they are. A hydrogen particle is a proton with an electron orbiting it. If you take separate the proton and the electron, you don't have a hydrogen particle anymore, but you still have the electron and the proton. The singularity strips off your protons and your electrons, and then it gobbles them up. It doesn't even leave you with your building blocks. It crushes them down to its infinitely small state and the only thing that's left behind is their mass, exerting an ever greater gravitational force on everything else the black hole is eating up.
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Is this like the coming cultural singularity? That's difficult to say, since the cultural singularity is a metaphorical singularity, and not a physical phenomenon predicted by Einstein's theories that we can do math to. Or can we? Probably, we can do math to anything. But I digress. The important thing is that we can't really predict what the cultural singularity will be like, and that's significant because of the second reason singularities are called singularities.
They are singular. As in: peculiar. That seems like a vague adjective, but it's actually pretty profound. When I call the cultural singularity peculiar, that is really just me being vague because I don't know what the hell is going to happen. BUT, when physicists call a singularity peculiar, that's very important. Physics isn't a subjective language of subtlety and metaphor. It discusses only hard values and measurable phenomena, but when you get to a black hole singularity something terrible happens. The laws of the universe themselves break down. Impossible things seem to happen. Remember how I said the singularity was infinitely small, and that is impossible, but that's ok? Yeah. It has to do with quantum physics and the observer principle. You are likely aware that light can't escape a black hole, but have you also considered that even once you're inside the black hole no light can approach you from the center? That thing in the middle is the reason light can't escape, and there's no reason you'd be able to see it once you were inside the black hole itself. Not even once you're an inch away. Not even when you're 1x10^-6000 inches away. (That's a really short distance, by the way, and you'd already be dead by then anyway.)
The point is, nothing can ever receive information from a black hole singularity. Not because we don't yet have the technology or understanding; the basic makeup of the universe just doesn't allow it. Singularities do not transmit information. You can never see what it is doing, therefore it is free to do anything.
There's a trick in quantum physics thanks to the observation principle. You can break the laws as long as no one finds out. 'No one' constitutes any other particle in the universe, however.
So, the cultural singularity is like a black hole singularity in that way. Let's talk about spaghettification. As you fall toward a gravitational singularity (have you picked up yet that a black hole singularity is the same thing as a gravitational singularity?) this dirty thing starts to happen to you. Your vertical axis, relative to the singularity, begins to elongate, and your horizontal axis starts to compress, because every particle in your body is being drawn toward this infinitely small point.
Another thing about your particles, they're all held together by the electromagnetic force on the molecular level and the strong nuclear force on the atomic level. Those forces are way stronger than gravity. Way stronger. Like, make a graph and put those three forces at the top of each column. Now put a 1 under gravity. That will represent the strength of the gravitational force. Now put 1 under electromagnetism. Now put 18 zeros after it. That's a lot of fucking zeros, right? Now put a 1 under the strong nuclear force. Now put 40 goddamn zeros after that. Yeah. Fuck gravity.
Except you aren't falling toward an electromagnetic singularity, and you aren't falling toward a nuclear singularity, and neither of those things probably even exist in the universe, and we've found countless goddamn black holes just with our shitty human telescopes. So, what gives? It turns out that gravity gets stronger the closer two massive particles get together. Massive particles like the particles you're made of and the singularity. How close can you get to an infinitely small particle, anyway? What's that? Infinitely close? So this force can be infinitely strong? That sucks. Sounds like we broke the universe. Good thing quantum physics is here to say, "Pics or it didn't happen." Literally.
But I was going to talk about spaghettification. It isn't just about elongation and compression. At a certain point the force of gravity that's pulling you toward the singularity becomes stronger than the electromagnetic force holding your molecules together. Guess what happens then. Something dirty, like I said. YOUR BITS PULL APART! And then they keep falling, and their bits pull apart, and so on until there are no bits left.
What does this have to do with Across the Universe? I'm glad you asked, one to three people who've actually read this far. I'm glad you don't have jobs. For the last century, we've been thinking in terms of decades. You can probably imagine how the 20s were different than the 30s without googling anything, and you can probably tell the 1940s' WWII patriotism from the 1950s' paranoid nationalism if you're American and you've ever read a book in your life. But the 60s were radically different from the 50s, and the 70s were (admittedly less) radically different from the 60s, and the 80s were just like... fuck... then the 90s, holy shit. Now we're living in 2012, and someone could conceivably hack an unmanned drone aircraft to missile strike a department of homeland security base. Not only would that sentence not have made any kind of sense 30 years ago, it would not have caused this post and everyone reading it to appear on a terror watch list. (Sorry I'm not sorry. Everybody who's anybody is on a terror watch list. Get with it.)
So, just as a black hole singularity will start to pull your particles apart as you fall closer to it, the cultural singularity has been pulling our culture apart as we approach it. Think about the world your parents lived in when they were your age. Is it connected to the world you live in now? I imagine that it very well may not be.
That takes care of the elongation metaphor, but what about the horizontal compression metaphor?
Well, you can buy a Big Mac in Kansas City. Can you buy a Big Mac in Beijing? Maybe our culture has gotten more narrow, then.
That's just a thing I'm suggesting.
But now I'm drunk and sleepy.
G'night, Livejournal.
You're better than tumblr.
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This is where I come to be sad [05 Sep 2012|12:05am]
There is a place on a dam on a lake near here where I used to go to be sad or to just be alone and think. Full-time employment and the burden of self-sufficiency have rendered that impractical nowadays, I'm afraid. So I guess I come here. I hope I can always come here. This is an old place, a safe place. I can vent here without shoving it in my friends' faces.
I'm sad right now. I just "broke up" with a girl on the internet. We weren't going steady or anything, but she was great. It started off as innocent flirtation, like they all do. Internet flirtation is a thing I do. And sometimes it goes too far. She got too into it.
But she was great.
And I was right to break it off with her. She's better off without me. She's way better off than if I'd let it go on for months and then lost interest, which is always what happens.
It's true. She was great. She is great, and she's unquestionably better off without me.
And then that got me thinking about who else is better off without me.
And that's really depressing.
Really, incredibly depressing.
And I think that's all I have to say.
Thanks for being here, LJ.
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Hello, Sweetie [04 Sep 2011|04:14am]
[ mood | nostalgic ]

LiveJournal.
I've missed you. I miss how the internet was back when you were young. It can do a lot more tricks now, but it's a lot dumber, too.
When I started this thing I was an 18 year old kid. Now I'm nearly 30.
The weather's all autumny. That always gives me the nostalgia.
I fell in love a lot of times because of LiveJournal.
Now what am I doing? I'm a completely different person than I was before.
Kind of.
Maybe not really.
The only thing that really matters is living forever or die trying.
I still believe in that.
I still think I know kung fu.
I still haven't sold out for comfort or the opportunity to stop fighting.

So, maybe I'm still the same asshole I was ten years ago. That's not such a bad thing.
There are worse things to be, for sure.

There are a lot of people who aren't here anymore who I miss a lot.
There are a few who still are here, and I miss you a lot too.

I'd like to believe we'll all be together some day, one big, happy internet family.
But we probably won't.
And that's ok.
You'll keep on your way, and I'll keep on mine. You'll all always be in my heart.
I love you, LiveJournal.
Yes, even you.

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The only thing Incan do right is fail [28 Jan 2011|08:12pm]
I should just stop making decisions. They are all wrong. It doesn't matter how much they make sense when I make them. They are always wrong.
I am physically incapable of doing the right thing. Any attempt I make to extricate myself from my horrible situation only ever results in my situation becoming at least slightly more horrible.
I haven't been able to pay one cent of rent in sixteen months. I have also had two jobs virtually that entire time.
There's no point in trying as I am incapable of success, yet I stupidly won't give up. Maybe awesome shit would happen to me if I just gave up. The only time my life's ever gone smoothly was when I just did drugs and played video games all the time. The only thing I can do right is fail.
Things are definitely going to get worse, and the worse they get the less equipped I am to deal with them. I doubt I'll die, though. I doubt I'll ever die. Because death would be a release, and there is no release from hell.

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The only thing Incan do right is fail [28 Jan 2011|08:12pm]
I should just stop making decisions. They are all wrong. It doesn't matter how much they make sense when I make them. They are always wrong.
I am physically incapable of doing the right thing. Any attempt I make to extricate myself from my horrible situation only ever results in my situation becoming at least slightly more horrible.
I haven't been able to pay one cent of rent in sixteen months. I have also had two jobs virtually that entire time.
There's no point in trying as I am incapable of success, yet I stupidly won't give up. Maybe awesome shit would happen to me if I just gave up. The only time my life's ever gone smoothly was when I just did drugs and played video games all the time. The only thing I can do right is fail.
Things are definitely going to get worse, and the worse they get the less equipped I am to deal with them. I doubt I'll die, though. I doubt I'll ever die. Because death would be a release, and there is no release from hell.

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[27 Dec 2010|10:10am]


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[26 Dec 2010|10:52pm]
Dear Internet journal,
Today on twitter I said, "My pussy slumber in R'lyeh, yo pussy will learn new ways to kill ya," and nobody told me what a genius I am except for one guy, kind of.
Nobody understands me like you LJ..

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Warming up the creativity muscles [08 Sep 2010|06:41pm]
These are just some things that have been in my mind. I will record them here for future purposes/you to steal.

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ok, the ending is weak and i didn't proof read it. i also had three ideas i was going to write about, expecting a few paragraphs a piece would suffice. i was wrong.
Maybe later I'll write about what happened to the other kid.

(addendum: aw, yeah)
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also, i feel like this guy all the time [03 Jul 2010|07:40am]
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Restless Restless Restless [03 Jul 2010|07:15am]
I sleep all day, but I work all night. Boo! Usually by the time I get home even my vampire roommates are in bed. Then I stay up by myself because I'm still wired from work, and by the time I drink myself into a coma I can just barely sleep enough to get to work on time then next day. AGH!
There's nothing you can do to help me, Internet Friends. I'm just venting.

There's other stuff. Stuff this would be a good forum to vent.
This used to be the place I put my secrets.
Now there's so much cross-over between the internet and real life that it's no longer a safe place for secrets. Does anyone else feel that way?

Maybe I should switch to private entries...
sadness
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Hullo, Internet [27 May 2010|09:48pm]
I have been avoiding you. Sometimes I get so socially awkward that even Internet interactions are too much. Then I feel guilty about not talking to anyone on the Internet. Then it's too hard to come back, and I have to wait for something worth talking about before I feel worthy of returning to you.
SO! I got my power adapter back from the warranty place. My netbook works again. Wee!

I have other news. Secretive news. Exciting news! Can I tell you, Livejournal? Perhaps I'd better wait. Perhaps I'd better...
<3
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I need to rant [12 May 2010|01:38pm]

a baby mama drama rantCollapse )

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[22 Apr 2010|03:49pm]

*sigh* the problem with being a horrid exhibitionist is that I don't know how to go about it when I finally have something private I need to talk about.
I can't have everything I want.
I can't stop wanting everything I want.
I can't stop loving everyone I love.
And I wouldn't if I could.

Have some vagueness.

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The Death of the Last Empire [31 Mar 2010|01:44pm]
more from tumblrCollapse )
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Get In Shape [31 Mar 2010|01:41pm]
these are the things from my tumblr and i feel weird and vain posting them twice even though nobody who follows my tumblr reads my lj.Collapse )
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Rough Sex: The Gentle(wo)man’s Dillema [31 Mar 2010|01:34pm]
cut: so you don't gotta read about my sex habits if you don't want to.Collapse )
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[31 Mar 2010|01:15pm]

Hey, there's an LJ app for my phone. We'll see how this goes. Going to import some posts from tumblr as a test. Please hold.

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[17 Dec 2009|09:29am]
Dear Heart,
Be more specific, plz. kthnxbai.
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you are my medecine [16 Dec 2009|08:42am]
gah, having one of those, "what is the point of anything? why don't I just quit my job and fuck off out of this town?" kinds of days. this doesn't happen often these days.

haven't been writing like i want to.

haven't been reading like i want to.

haven't been practicing kung fu like i want to.

still supporting auna 100%

still getting nothing but grief back from that relationship.

been distracted lately. distracted by girls. girls who are awesome.

have vacation from work coming up. accompanied vacation from auna and (sadly) from Jude. which means lots of free time. i have a 2nd job i can go in and work whenever i feel like, so i imagine that will take up some of my time. but i hope to get something creative done as well. to create something, you know?
i don't watch tv. this is not out of some moral or spiritual value that i hold. i don't have a problem with tv. if you like tv, good for you. i don't. i actually dislike tv shows. the format doesn't jive with me. i like movies because you can watch a movie and when it's over it's over. tv shows go on forever. their purpose isn't to entertain you so much as to hold your interest. i don't know why that frustrates me, but it does.
i also rarely read fiction. i like fiction, but the amount of time it takes to finish a novel is not a commodity i have access to. i rarely have access to free time in chunks larger than 10 minutes. this is sad, but i'm sure it's just a phase of life that will pass. i have my two jobs and my baby son, but soon auna will be supporting herself more and as Jude gets older he'll want more and more of his own time and less and less of mine. which is bittersweet. i love that he'll grow into a man someday and have is own thoughts and feelings and adventures, but i don't think anyone with a kid doesn't miss being able to hold a weightless little creature in their arms.

good lord, this is random. have an update, lj. this is what you want.
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[10 Nov 2009|02:58pm]
oh, don't let me forget to mention that NEIL GAIMAN responded to my wishing him a happy birthday on twitter this morning. yes that Neil Gaiman. Which means that at this point in my life my top two favorite comics authors have both acknowledged my existence. not sure what to do with life my now.
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