Thursday, March 27, 2008

Hot Viral Meme

I think I've got a handle on it now. It was confusing me for weeks. Making my brain hurt on the inside. Casting me in to doubt. But now I've assembled new meaning and....it's ON.

In the old days myth was reality. Only the most basic of data structures could be propagated. And thus only the most basic data.

Humans make meaning. We call it "pattern recognition" but that's like saying a computer is just a bunch of ones-and-zeros. It's not really accurate, because it describes only the physical level, not the holistic level, after all we do more than recognize patterns, if all we did was recognize patterns we wouldn't really do much would we.

We create patterns. We create reality. We determine reality by ascribing meaning to the patterns we see. We call them good or bad. We call them right or wrong. We call them true or false.

"Constant flow of becoming" is a phrase I saw in a myspace.

Whoops. Ate sugar, brain turning off, as insulin floods system. Bad idea.

There's a war on, a struggle to make meaning matter, to root it in tradition and history, to make the meaning mean something, stand for something, be true.

That is the big lie.

It is what it is now, it's a field effect with many poles. You don't determine anything but your vector in it. Any ray in a vector storm.

I am whatever you say I am, if it wasn't, then why would I say I am?

If you go to disco night, dressed disco style, is it really disco style? Yes, because everybody will know what it is there. Doesn't matter if it's real disco or not, because there is no real disco....except of course the one you are at, making it, real disco.

There is no predicting the future. There is only creating the future by selling people on your ideas to the point that they do them.

American are obsessed with celebrities! Americans are obsessed with celebrities! Americans are obsessed with celebrities!

But really we're obsessed with American Idol, which creates celebrities from nobodies and fulfills the promise above.

Americans are obsessed with celebrities, so the media is obsessed with stories about celebs, because since we're obsessed with them means we'll click thru and give them money (what they want) in return for what we want (pictures of Brittney's cooch) meaning that when you visit your favorite media site there will be pix of Brits cooch, because that's what they are reporting, you can't read the story about the space proteins, because they didn't publish that one, because....Americans are not obsessed with space proteins.

Viral. The networks enable viral. Hot Viral Meme.

It's like a pulse of information that flows around the world.

We must break the language barrier and then it will end. Then we can be as one, as viral becomes universal and the omnidevice carries it directly in to our heads as it occurs.

It's the carrier wave that we sync to. We all know William Hung. We all know Paris Hilton has a lazy eye. We all know Dwayne Wade is retiring. We all know the Rolling Stones are getting back together. We all know Hillary will never win. We all know that WTC7 was a controlled demo.

Individually we'll have our opinions, but those opinions are formed from truth fractions, from meaning memes, from a snowstorm of confetti we mush together like play-doh in to what we see right now.

It's all kinda obvious I'll admit. Why was it giving me trouble? Because I wanted it to mean something more than it does. It doesn't mean anything. It just is that way. Learning to ride the tides somehow. Learning to fit in to the world waves.

Fit in. Conform. Hold tight. Relax...here it comes again.

There is a thing beyond language. Before language. Meaning. Words are imperfect. Text is worse. But meaning is something we know in our bones because...it's what we do, it's ALL we do. We are the hot viral meme of planet earth.

We will spread to the stars and make them mean something and give them names. And those names will mean something by God!

It is what we say it is as we say it. It's the perfect magic.

Vista is a load of crap. Terrible. Buggy. Just...plain....BAD! Slow.

And as it was written so shall it be.

Macs "just work" and as it was written so shall it be. The idea of just works, the idea of simplicity and elegance in design become simplicity and elegance.

Yah. I'm done here for now.

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