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 always guide me back to writing. More knowledge about writing. More understanding of myself through writing which are obtained through prayer. And these things are blessings in my life. In addition, the pathway to seeing the qualified specialist was easier as well as help placed in our path to my recovery.

About a week after the hospital, I got some feelings that led me to a certain setup. I took one of my computers and turned it into a server running Debian. Good old Debian. I installed a package so I wouldn't have to type an address to look for the machine and also to not have to go into the router to setup a static ip address. I am using a hostname to ssh into my machine. There is something about having a machine always on, being my build server and central dev machine that can always be reached, gives me excitement and drive. I go on any device and log into my machine. I choose to either develop remotely or send my files over to the machine to store or run jobs. I am going to install gitea through a container. Then mirror my Gitea files to Github. There are a bunch of other things I will explore, but the focus is on this machine. This server who can run tasks, automate builds or be anything. Man. I feel like a parent.

The dev server is now running even as I am typing here on my other machine. I am finding myself drawn to certain workflows.

Yesterday was another day I returned to Markdown. I write my thoughts and include code snippets. They are not much. However there is kernel of immutability here. A constant that I can write with. And this opened up another understanding. Transforming Data.

I may have not shared about immutability as much. I know it has been mentioned in my posts before. Immutability is one of the pillars of my methodology. Functional programming and other similar paradigms draw my affinity. Separating data from function. And when you change data you copy rather than modify. Again, like many topics I study, this needs more learning. I have only scratched the surface with Functional paradigm. There is much to learn. I have thought about immutability and love the process. Which leads to this tidbit.

Whenever I code, there has been one resistance that jams me up. Yesterday I realized why. Abstract. I am a tangible thinker. Before abstracting I need one tangible sound/visual to act as the root base. And then move up. The information forms a tree. The roots are concrete, sensory base information and then going up my thoughts become a mixture of abstract and sensory. And without that I jam up with too much anxiety and scattered thinking.

It all starts with the first data. The initial data. I am transforming data along the way as I write more imperative code. Giving it purpose, direction and pathway to adventure. Branching to alternate choices and circumstances. Combining with other data. Or splitting the data into separate streams to land in multiple avenues or be serialized with other streams. I am growing the data. I am sculpting the data. Going through the whole pipeline. Then when I am finished with the first data, I add another piece of data and modify the pipeline that works with all the data sets. Until my software fills out with the real time process. This all goes well with markdown.

Markdown writing for me is describing a journey of data. And at each point or milestone or checkpoint it may transform or translate. Or how it arrives to a specified state. Then from markdown I flow into source code. And repeat. As these stages can be worked during the same time or in separate times. The point is the system is consistent but dynamic. There is a base rhythm that follows. As I add layers there is so much that can added or explored.

Writing is fun. Either in my journal or as code or describing a setting. The rhythm follows a one dimensional course from left to right. As English writing follows left to right. This influences my visual of the process, but it works. Every word, every symbol, is one beat in the measured line.

Worlds are generated with this beat. The network or graph are phantoms in the sound waves of words. When I walk and see the world the opposite occurs. The rhythm are phantoms that I sense. However, when I write, the world inverts. The beat is seen, and the dimensions of the world take the place of the phantoms inside the sound. Switching between both states. Both states create a flow. When I walk I sample the world and breathe in my super imposed memories. The rhythm I sense. When chaos strikes I absorb the rhythms. When I see something that inspires me I enjoy the rhythm.

Then with writing comes the pleasant experience of the other side. Symbols are one unit. I write the symbol in the buffer. As the symbols are added one after another a new rhythm becomes real, I watch the graph surface. The new network. New dimensions that cross and super impose on each other. That live within the symbols working in tandem to make sound.

For me. I do not see two sides of the same coin. I see two coins sharing the same side. The connection of super imposed super position. As I grow my skills, the chaos of the waves and possibility turn into my natural affinity. My gifts and talents. Not everything is handed out. Sometimes you are given most of the DNA, but you need to fill out some of the patterns. A life long journey of discovery. An adventure that brings personal meaning to this mortal world. As perception is indeed a mortal grasping aspects of Eternal Truth. We all need help. We all hold gifts that bring connection. Something that brings good and wholesome application in this world. If we choose the wholesome path, it can be found here. It can be found from the source.