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Bringing Time

A few months ago, just been barely over two months, I wrote a post about time. The insight came during a time of sicknesses and distress, and I have held on to that thought for a while. Trying to connect with what I felt with what I am learning right now. Initially I thought one way, but now am going in a branching direction. You take a raw resource and you place another element on top. This becomes something new. An alloy like in metals. The new material enhancing or alters the old. Like vanilla. Add different flavors to vanilla. Or adding colors to silver gives the colors a different hue. So while you still have the old you also have something new. Almost like a superposition that describes a different place from the original step. Time added to space makes an assortment of spaces. I am coding with time as the guiding structure of my code. By looking at my code, I can trace the history of what is written. It is a process that is dynamic. Organized by self-similar process that inherit...

6AM

Here is the sixth hour. I haven’t slept yet. Its one of those mornings where I refuse to look at the clock. That is a trap that triggers worse insomnia. Except right now where I am at. Here I am writing. Writing is comforting. When I write, my inner self comes out because on the page there is no sensory overwhelm or aching body. Nor the pressure that triggers my emotional kryptonite. It’s just the symbols. The possibility of expanding in place. Folding like metal to the sword. Or infinitely folding a candy wrapper. Added meaning. Great endorphin moment. Like sitting in a hot tub looking at the night sky. In this daydream there is nobody around and I let my mind expand without fear. Nobody to disrupt the pattern of the environment. I love people. Yet I cannot deny the stress of being around people. The world is crazy. Lives have so many layers. Who am I to judge another? It still doesn’t stop me from being imperfect. I invent stories when people don’t make sense. Then I slap my own hand...

Transforming Data

I got into my markdown writing workflow. Learning more about literate programming itself is pending. As I believe the official process is worth learning about. So far what I am doing is great. Then I got sick again. Not a traditional cough sick, but related to my journey back to health. I went to the Hospital, then a week later saw a specialist. During this time my autistic side was going nuts because of the detour from routine. I am grateful for my parents who are supportive and caring people. They have been with me every step of the way. I am grateful for my Father in Heaven. He has heard my mother's prayers and the answers have inspired me to pray more. Soothing some of the trauma of the past. Knowing there is a time, a place. During this time where I was searching for answers for my health, I got answers to my prayers in different ways. More understanding came to my mind as often is in my life. I cannot explain why I feel contacted through feelings in tough times. And they alwa...

Literate Programming

Upon those rocky slopes I smooth with discs of brick. The cutting edge instilling caves and depths. Inside the fern trees wood breaches the pebbles and digs little wonders. A root system finding water as the ferns reaches higher than peaks. My hands grips the hot mountain side. My breathing clear and my eyes water. At last. The heights always demanded effort. You needed a ledge to climb. A step to ascend. To transcend as your mind and heart rewind. Born anew with layers to mark the passage. Immutable images written as the writing compiles. Finally the loop succeeds. The cycle reaches forth. Time. Mark the calendar. Mark the ages. History indeed does repeat. When effort meets. Silent yet fulfilling. Heart curse burning ridge. Suffocation weight diamonds shipped to fate. Shaping corners. Symmetry among the wings. And so the feeling goes. As pieces form in my life they attract the next. Sometimes the wait is just temporary as your investment goes into yourself. Then the dawn awaits. As I ...

Learning Latent Space

New word: Latent Space I have been into game development for a while. Well I mean I looked into it. Watched a few videos over the years. Here and there. The last few months I can easily track the progress I have made. My frequency is increasing. It most certainly is. However the most important aspect of coding is the value. What do I feel? Is the work meaningful? Are my efforts rewarding without reaching my goal? And will the reward of coding itself send me closer to my endeavors. All those questions are yes. They are improving steadily. Recently I posted about probability. I have digged further. And now I am learning linear algebra truly. I am chatting with AI about probability to get a beginning sense of the field. The AI gives me blips of information that I stitch together along with video resources and soon books as well. So why? Well. I love spatial computing. I have for a long time. Although I thought spatial computing needed a good VR platform to work with. I finding that is not...

Unified Language - Reframe

The process of reframing. Changing. Restructure. Append. Alloy. The twisting of material. The melting down to recharge. Its beautiful, frightening and very familiar. Hearing the sounds. The probability. The possibility. It is a field that scatters. It is a field that speaks. Someone. Anyone. Can get into the work of alloy. It doesn’t need to be metal. No. This work is the art of material. Both digital, and both real. You just need to listen. Hear and harken. Beckon your heart to reach out. Reach and grab. Feel its language. Hear the meaning in every fiber. The repeating pattern. The unified field is real. Its language speaks in every identity. Precision cuts and strangles, but probability likens. It likens unto the reality into symbolic form. Looking at the material or the blank screen and sensing all possible solutions. There is no right one. There is no wrong one. It is okay to dive in. The figuring out becomes unifying. Specifically tailored to what you are looking for. The applicat...

Drift in Stasis

Rhythm. Very important to me. I always need some of rhythm to organize my mind. Then weather comes in and brings in weathered health. I have been under the weather for the last three weeks. And I have watched it get worse and worse and my capabilities put on hold while I find the solution. I got medication but it didn't take away sharp pains. I spent at the peak of pain this final third week. Until last night night some applied heat open up the inflammation, and let it all connect again. I woke up today feeling better, but still not feeling good. But I rushed on my computer thirsty for the productive thought I usually have. And just a little time here working on code and writing helps my emotions lift to better spheres of thought. I am no cow mooing on the pasture, but my eyes rest much easier now. A little better. A little more normal rhythm tasted. I wear headphones every day and all day. The music helps with the outside world and provides my rhythm that I crave and rely on. When...