the topic of ai is so overplayed and redundant. not another pseudo-intellectual thought should ever be uttered about it again. in any case, here’s my opinions/thoughts on the matter.
When we physically occupy a space for enough time, do we eventually spiritually occupy a space, calling it home? Where does this adaptation come from? The way we lay our imprint on the space physically? What makes a space more homely. No matter how dicrepid and disgusting the place, do humans have the innate ability to call anywhere home?
this sounds absurd or perhaps overblown, but i truly believe that through the act of writing my thoughts and ideas down, im truly beginning to discover my identity as a visionary
ive been adding a date header above a lot of the notes or thoughts or whatever i write these days. including song lyric ideas i put a date above it, like ‘1.7.26’ for example
it is believed that humans possess far beyond the five traditionally understood senses.
with the advent of ai and the continued accessibility of knowledge through the deep interwoven network of knowledge that is the internet and its intelligent users, school structured education is appearing less and less useful. its becoming increasingly apparent that the greatest teacher is the self and the beautiful piece of technology that is the personal computer come face to face with for a majority of the waking hours of my
keep it simple stupid (kiss). a term i first heard about through my high school robotics team. it was parroted as a funny meme phrase, the inspiration behind our team name. a phrase that our coach brought to attention. but as i become more of a competent engineer (whatever that means), this phrase is becoming more relevant. i will try to give examples in my ‘career’
we are all collectors one way or another. collector of ideas. collector of images (photography), sounds (our playlists) this can be seen as a manifestation of being observant. i believe there is correlation, and perhaps causation. those who ‘collect’ more are often more observant of the world. and being observant is meditative, being present. seeing every little beautiful detail in the world. be more of a collector
the visual logic of music is starting to click into my mind for me. the spatial arrangement of notes, how they relate in the spatial field of sound.
life needs to be approached like jazz. a general structure or guidelines, but a creative flow from the soul. thoughts flowing like a continuum uninhibited. soulful expression expelled from the mind without recourse.
my mind is a torrent/hurricane/vortex/expanse of half-baked ideas. some times i love it. some times i hate it.
being an engineer means being attentive. taking interest in things to cellular/granular level of detail. finding interest in the smallest of things. writing them down. being invigorated and stimulated by how things in the world engage all 5 senses in their own unique ways Being granular about things to a fault. Taking ideas from different schools of thought.
creating new forms of consumption out of the same creative throughpout such as turning a youtube video into a bunch of shorts, perhaps writing a blog out of the script, and chopping it up into various other forms across different platforms. or turning a stream into a video and a bunch of shorts
humanity is cursed with the affliction, that any valuable experience in life must pass through the trial that stands the test of time, an awkward situation
Chaos. Entropy. Conform to chaos. Progression is never linear. Accept the winding path as an integral part of existence. When try hard and you hit a brick wall, that is when you know you are on the right path. Embrace that uncomfortable feeling and sit with it. The sensation of feeling alived is miscontrued as unilaterally “positive” emotions, forgetting that aliveness can come in the form of pain as well.
I like music that makes my heart flutter. I don’t want to feel indoctrinated or feel lectured to. I want my soul to soar, be moved by the beat or rhythm, or touched by the words. I hate pretentiousness
I refuse to live in a reality where happiness/contentness is derived for personal characteristics or states of being. If that were the case, it would provide evidence for the opposing/mirroring perspective that if I didn’t meet a certain set of criteria, that I would be miserable. I refuse to entertain that reality, that I can’t be happy if I wasn’t the way I was. What if in an alternate reality, I was someone else or something different. It’s a logical argument in a sense.
Mastering cooking is a lesson on anti-materialistic mindsets. Loosening your attachments to wordly possessions. Each recipe and artfully crafted dish enters the mouth and dissapears. Yet we hold no sense of yearning/attachment to the food we consume. We spend so much effort to make the dish great, but the experience is fleeting.
For most people, design is overlooked. But in fact, it shapes the world we live in. Design carries a utiliarian/functionalist aspect. But design even more importantly holds an aesthetic perspective/element.
Why do I frame everything in life as a question, and what does that say about who I am? Today I attempt to uncover that secret? That secret.
Having a positive outlook on any given situation is the only way to persist. It is the utilitarian approach.
Fraternize with your mind, your eternal companion. Be your own amusement. Be you own jester.
Extend the reality of being beyond the physical. 扩展我们的现实. Like terrain generation in Minecraft. Keep on walking outside what’s been generated
Why is it that at the genesis of any creation, the creation retains individuality/identity.
Normalize uniqueness. Normalize doing things nobody has done, or doing things that you do not because you’ve seen someone else do them.
What fundamental ideas do I subscribe to? What is the meaning of life, or maybe my life specifically?
The internet is my greatest teacher and mentor. Yes. Not any one teacher in elementary, middle, or high school. It certainly wasn’t Mr. Niebaum (Knee Bomb, we liked to call him). Not any teacher in Chinese after school, or professor in uni. Any one adult/parent, mentor, or “guru”. Not even my parents.
The world is becoming more and more open source. We stand on the backs of giants. Or maybe one metaphorical giant rather. Each brick is built upon a layer of bricks
A banana is an edible fruit – botanically a berry – produced by several kinds of large herbaceous flowering plants in the genus Musa.