Stasis Clock

I call it Time Reel or Reel. The symbol is the movie reel. Have you ever seen the movie "Harry and the Hendersons?" Or "The Apple Dumpling Gang?" Yes. When I think of the movie reel, I see myself walking in a movie theater during years before me and watching the film. Time and Space have very different meanings for a mind like mine. It's weird, and without careful study, how would I know my perception is different? If you don't like cake, then just say, "I don't like cake." No one cares if you prefer chocolate or coconut. We don't discuss topics like these as they are easily mistaken as tomato tomahto. Yet the consequences do hurt. They mean something. They mean a whole world to someone who is different. Time-Space.  The series of time films running in parallel. Every movie theater playing version of events. Space is trapped in the timeline. In this world, spatial coordinates do not exist. They only live in one moment in time. Like a movie ...

Transition is another piece to the process.  The cycle of Yin and Yang is where Thursday night took me. I investigated the symbols of Tiger and Phoenix in various places. Since the topic didn't need to be 100% accurate, I chatted with AI about these symbols. The conversation was very casual, and I learned something new. It was about the four logics or four elements. The standard two logics: True False The other duality: Both Neither When I focused on saying "its neither that or this" and "its both x and y" my sound sense pulled up a memory. Back in November I got into Jazz. I listened to a song called "Take Five" by Dave Brubeck.  For some reason the song calmed my crazy mind. I wanted to know why. Is there some deep secret to this song that I could find in other ways? Let's say writing? Drawing? Gaming? My instincts were telling me it was the odd rhythm. The collapsing rhythm felt so relaxing. Soothing my sensory. In some cases completely quieting...

Start over. I wrote this post once, and my writing turned into a rant. My gut has been hurting for several days now, and I am losing patience with the irritation. Over the months I have tuned my diet. I have eliminated ice creams and shake. Reduced to minimal salt intake. I started removing the cheese off at restaurants and fast foods. Went to mostly home cook meals and simple take out. Now I am two months without any sort of junk food. Purely home cooked meals and store bought items. Never in my life has my health been better. Despite the high weight levels and health problems. The foundations are sturdy, and they are only getting reliable. I try not to rant here. I may express my frustrations and trauma, but I want the writing to remind me of hope. There are many good things to be grateful for. My rants live in my journal, and even there I try to not to go too crazy. I save my most negative voice when I cry and let it all out. There are different avenues to process events, and I am a...

Let the machine talk. Obtain feedback from people. Ok. I have been thinking a lot. No surprise there. As a coder, my preference style changes the game. All the rules made for the standard programmer needs translation. To move closer to my dream, the rules are played differently. I can do any sort of software development I am interested in. Sometimes that means a little investigative work to match technical manifesto with emotional preference. I have been cleaning up house for the last four to five months. Every iteration or revision to my techniques, cleans up the major highways to allow the water to flow over. Energy springing into action. More of the muck and debris are swept away. The more it all flows, the finer the process and the greater confidence I have in my own actions. When I learned about being proactive with the problem space, with me creating my own map of the environment, this initiated a rapid inner-dialogue of why creating problem space works. Writing is about creating...

That is all it took. Ten minutes of experimenting with JSON. I was surprised that my first guess brought a solution to this struggle I am having. By creating a sketch, or quick structure within JSON, I feel better. My mind started separating information that was previously clogged. I can see the divide between parsing the markdown document and then how to structure that data to be easily accessed and read for the other part of my software. Even how I can easily update or change the contents of the markdown through the JSON format. Then finally translating that JSON file back into the markdown format. My mind was struggling from removing ambiguity to my thought process. Honestly I had to fight an undercurrent of self-doubt. This is not the first time I encountered this mental hang up. Now with immediate feedback that changing the problem space works I will continue to shape and redefine the problem.

"Begin Again" that song I mentioned. You know. There are clues everywhere. You could spend time staring at a mountain and learn something universal. Not that I am recommending finding your local mountain and stare at for hours until the sun sets. No. What I am really saying there could be a time when you are walking, hiking or driving, then you glance at your local mountain and realize something. This mountain, in this moment, has something that is spiritual in nature, and it is a testament to something eternal. A epiphany for your life occurs. One tear falling down your face for the saving grace. The darkness is held back for a few more seconds. For right now, I remember that this life is good. Hopefully I can find more light in another moment. Life shares simple concepts. They are composed together. Combined and refined. They branch out into different materials. Truly reality is ever consistently common. The beautiful waterfalls echo with the rocks. The birds chirp while th...