Man is almost ready to start creating his own elements out of Hydrogen. We will be able to make Helium soon, because there are intensely curious people out there. A bunch of them are in a building in Europe right now, and what they think they can do is create tiny stars, right here, on the surface of the Earth. Somewhere else in Europe in a giant tunnel underground, there are other curious people who are trying to recreate the Big Bang, while looking for something tinier than an electron. This program was funded by what in America would be condemned as 'socialism', or too expensive to be made by the Government. Monsanto creates their very own brands of life, and owns the copyright to the genetic codes of a lot of the food we eat. One day we will eat viruses or something like them that will 'cure' us of genetic illnesses, even cancer.
People are on their way to understand how Proteins are created. You can help them by whoring out your computer's unused resources here: http://folding.stanford.edu/ We will one day recreate our own type of 'life' that does not rely on DNA, and is fundamentally different from anything in this World. We are almost at a point that we could change our bodies.
You can talk to anybody in the world, at any time, on a cellphone. People can live in the imaginary 'internet' we've made, where the world's thoughts mingle like a giant brain.
Within the next couple of decades we're going to make machines that are smarter than us. So some of your kids, grandkids or maybe if you're lucky enough then even YOU won't be 'human' any more.
Homo Sapiens are going to go extinct after we evolve.
Please people, enjoy your infancy, play with each other.
Friday, January 29, 2010
Thursday, January 14, 2010
what the fuck
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Animal_cognition
(hold on i'll edit this, once I sleep)
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Well then, let's get started.
Welcome, Jakub, and the handful of readers who are ever going to read this. I brought you here to listen. I guess I'll start by telling you I made this blog to try and re-arrange my online internet presence. Basically by taking myself mostly off Facebook and spreading everywhere else. I want to do significantly more blogging than hyper-blogging. It's not as simple of a medium, but much more lucid. Unfit for an age where attention spans spans are sinking down the quick-sand of lost human talent.
Mostly I feel like the whole idea of Facebook is creeping me out. It's like (as I wrote on Facebook): "corporations own the rights to my friends. I can't believe how many people need computers to do the most natural and simple of human tasks, literal 'social networking' addicts. You are turning into a machine one post at a time. Long after you're dead facebook will still be making money off the virtual soul you handed to them, kept warm-buzzing on their servers," and "i am just as guilty as the rest. even if it's not truly evil it's just totally fucking weird." The fact that Facebook is becoming the main medium for communicating so many things in the modern age is so scary. Imagine if canvasses were all owned by one company and you could paint on them, but the company has the right to your canvas, and what's on that canvas, but it'll display it for you, make money off you, so on. It's like you're whoring your mind out for convenience, sort of being conned into it. At least I feel as if Google is a less evil company, even if they are trying to amalgamate all of your information in the exact same way, at least they'll offer to pay me for it. It's much simpler as well to take Myself down and pick up everything I've made here and put it somewhere else. Which I hopefully will do eventually.
I need to write. I need to get better at it. To stop sounding like a pretentious asshole and just like a real asshole (pbfffffffffffbfffffffft...splunk). I want this to turn into a sampler of all my ideas, images, writing, totally unrestricted, total pornography. I want to test new ground, I want people to see how I'll test the ice of anonymity and online identity, I want to flood the world with the spunk of my soul, trap people in it's foul stickiness, impregnate their minds with my dirt and never pay child support. Even if it takes years, even if it's just a couple of you. I want you all to feel me inside of you, the parts of me that matter most wriggling around bringing you ecstasy, deep emotional trauma, indifference. Nous.
Mostly I feel like the whole idea of Facebook is creeping me out. It's like (as I wrote on Facebook): "corporations own the rights to my friends. I can't believe how many people need computers to do the most natural and simple of human tasks, literal 'social networking' addicts. You are turning into a machine one post at a time. Long after you're dead facebook will still be making money off the virtual soul you handed to them, kept warm-buzzing on their servers," and "i am just as guilty as the rest. even if it's not truly evil it's just totally fucking weird." The fact that Facebook is becoming the main medium for communicating so many things in the modern age is so scary. Imagine if canvasses were all owned by one company and you could paint on them, but the company has the right to your canvas, and what's on that canvas, but it'll display it for you, make money off you, so on. It's like you're whoring your mind out for convenience, sort of being conned into it. At least I feel as if Google is a less evil company, even if they are trying to amalgamate all of your information in the exact same way, at least they'll offer to pay me for it. It's much simpler as well to take Myself down and pick up everything I've made here and put it somewhere else. Which I hopefully will do eventually.
I need to write. I need to get better at it. To stop sounding like a pretentious asshole and just like a real asshole (pbfffffffffffbfffffffft...splunk). I want this to turn into a sampler of all my ideas, images, writing, totally unrestricted, total pornography. I want to test new ground, I want people to see how I'll test the ice of anonymity and online identity, I want to flood the world with the spunk of my soul, trap people in it's foul stickiness, impregnate their minds with my dirt and never pay child support. Even if it takes years, even if it's just a couple of you. I want you all to feel me inside of you, the parts of me that matter most wriggling around bringing you ecstasy, deep emotional trauma, indifference. Nous.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
blah blah blah
i was just some dumb kid until i started sniffing glue.
here are my old blogs, and now i'm continuing part 3 of the story.
http://jjpuff.livejournal.com/
http://push_n_play.livejournal.com/
here are my old blogs, and now i'm continuing part 3 of the story.
http://jjpuff.livejournal.com/
http://push_n_play.livejournal.com/
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