Sunday, August 23, 2009

An entry of boredom to keep me sane.

Being stuck at home without internet...

Not a good thing. You get to bond with your computer and learn many things about it. Those missing files you lost? You find them. I only have a few files in my computer; keeping it clean for speed and performance. I only have a few interesting ones and of course, Warcraft is there.

Warcraft. Frozen Throne. I've been playing it non stop this week. Once I get home, I play. The problem is... I don't have internet. That means I play with AI enemies and allies and they are pieces of crap that don't help out when they should be, that don't back you up, and that only respond after your death.

And what pisses me off even more is that I can't scream at them and curse their asses because they're all I have until internet comes back. I can't tell them to do what they should be doing. And this happens for every single AI game I've been playing this week. I'd count them to maybe 20 to 30, and my head has somehow memorized the ironies that would happen (like dying after trying to save an ally, dying then an ally will come and your ally dies as well, trying to kill an enemy that's beside your ally who DOESN'T attack him).

Agh. DotA. No more! I'm sick of it. I'll do other things instead. Like this blog i'm making in notepad since there isn't any internet yet. Silly? It keeps me sane, so it's fine.

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(This talk or discussion as the length suggests was motivated and held by me and my brother. I'm trying to recall these things from my memory, so go easy.)

Talking about delirium, how do you even know what's crazy and what's not crazy? Things like these are relative. It depends on how you look at it, and the other perspectives it has. What if I think apples are color blue. If I was optically-challenged and I it really DOES look blue to me, then does that mean that I'm lying? No.

Truth is merely an invention Man made to reassure himself that this happens to others too. If everyone thinks it's really red, then it's red. Does it mean that it isn't blue when I see it? No. It's still blue to me. Is it really Red? Red is just the color it bounces off. Red is another label we've determined for the color that we see, it's not really any thing. If it looks blue to me, then all the apples in the world is blue to me, and I am not crazy. It's just basically what I see. No one can force me to see it as red, that's it.

What do you mean, reassure himself that this happens to others too? Fear. What is fear? The most basic fear of humans is the fear of lack of knowledge. Not being sure of what will happen. Not knowing what's coming up next. Fear of the dark? No. You're just afraid of what you don't know is in there. Eyesight is one of the most important organs we have for collecting information and being blind impairs us. If we knew that we are in our room with no lights, then we wouldn't be afraid. Psh, We've already memorized every inch of this room.

So how do we counter this so called "fear"? We ask for the 'average' truth. The truth of others that occurs the most, to be more precise. We seek to know what other people experience and just pattern it to ourselves.

But does that mean that if something weird happens to us, then it is not true? Let's say a policeman says that this side of the street is safe because he's there. He knows that it is true because he will do his best to do it. When someone suddenly jumps you in an alleyway and rapes you to death, is it true, or really happening? Of course it is! Just because the policeman's truth is different from your currently-being-raped truth doesn't mean that YOUR truth is false, void, nor negated.

Truth is relative. Remember that.

So, recap: Truth is relative, and it depends on whose perspective you see it from. Another thing that complicates the truth is time. What do i mean? If I put an apple (yes, i like them yummy fruits) on the table and I asked you, "is there an apple on the table?"

Yes. Yes there is. If after a while, I take away the apple. Does it mean that your statement is false? Plainly and simply, the answer is no. It was true at that time, but it changed for now. It isn't there anymore.

Yeah. That part confuses me a lot too. I don't have much to say about it. Just that it's a thing that further complicates the truth.

"I think, therefore I am."

A cool quote, if you think about it. But if you should know, it's a crazy man's quote.

Rene de Cartes (inventor of cartesian plane) said that line. Mathematician and Philosopher, his intelligence drove him crazy. (don't go being an asshole and go sarcastic and say that there isn't any crazy as proven above. Don't be an ass.)

He said that because at his lifetime, people were being amazed at the many changing things like for example, Christianity was rock-hard at that time and anyone who opposes them either gets silenced or ex-communicated. Science was a new thing, then, something logical that really does make sense. Everyone was going gaga about these things and Rene was saying "Guys guys! Let's go easy! Before you get shaken by these things, REMEMBER the only things we're sure of is that WE are ..." looks to the left then to the right, "HOLY SHIT! All you people could possibly just figments of my imagination, things that could possibly just be a dream!" runs away.

In a little corner in his house, he's saying "Go easy, Rene. The only thing you're sure of is that YOU QUESTION YOURSELF IF YOU ARE ALIVE, THUS PROVING THAT YOU ARE."

I think (and wonder if I am alive), therefore I am (alive).

That's what my brother understood from it. Heavy shit, eh? Yep... having no internet does that.
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This paleolithic age that we're going through here at home, it's too much. Mom's going out to the park just to look for wireless connection (thats fuzzy.) and even going to the nearby gasoline station for wifi.

I was able to read a book by Neil Gaiman (he writes amazingly. His works are perfection.) called American Gods. It's an old book. Awesome story including Prison, Leprechauns, and Norse Mythology. Awesome.


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She's such a tease, so hard to please
Her smile just pisses me off,

She flips her hair, her elegance so fair
and yet so rigid and tough,

Her glances, bold, her shoulders, cold
her smile so sneaky and sly.

An Excerpt from a poem that I was making. Note: it's past-tense.

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