Sky blue sky
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Optimization
Yes, it's good to know how to optimize, but don't feel obliged to.
Just because you can do something doesn't mean you must.
Do what you want.
Also,
"Premature Optimization is the Root of all Evil" -- Donald Knuth
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Monday, November 21, 2011
Giant sandbox
Written on Oct 20th, 2011
Life is so immensely broad, and we can do whatever we want. We have a giant sandbox at our disposal, and whatever we want to do is fine. Because we can. Simple as that.
Life is so immensely broad, and we can do whatever we want. We have a giant sandbox at our disposal, and whatever we want to do is fine. Because we can. Simple as that.
That's why indecision can hinder your progress so much. You try to make the "correct" choice, but more often than not there is no real "correct choice". Your choice is the correct choice, and all the energy spent worrying and hesitating is wasted. It's all natural, of course. Everything is natural. But it makes one wonder what one can accomplish if one were to trust oneself fully, unconditionally, genuinely, regretlessly, and joyfully.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Monday, November 14, 2011
Leaf virtue
By virtue of their softness, lightness, and amenability to change, leaves are gently swayed to the ground when it's their time to fall. I think we can learn from that.
Leaves
fairies of autumn
angels of fall
playful sprites
magical floating colors
gentle swayees of randomness
serene samplers of the unknown
they trust. they rise and fall
as the world tells them to
in joy
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Ripple
When the wind speaks through the autumn trees, its words ripple of shine and color. Loveliness.
Sound quantization
Sounds. They're everywhere. At least everywhere I've been.
Attempt to map sounds to numbers bijectively. Given a finite sampling rate, it's possible, right? So I wonder... how to map it?
The individual, "purer" sounds would be integers. Countable, even if infinite. Clinks, steps, single instrument notes. Those sound like integers to me.
Then music pieces... sequences of integers... often cut into parts, mixed and matched, harmonized together... likened to rationals? Maybe?
But sounds in nature never stop. They go on forever. The wind through a tree's branches, a river stream. Like... irrationals. Pi and e should be out there somewhere.
Just a conceptual whim.
Friday, November 11, 2011
Sohail's Presentation
Sohail's presentation was like watching a faucet let out water constantly, miserly, drop by drop, **with little change, not so interesting.**
Or like an ant building a statue, ***, focusing on only one piece at a time - now the foot, now the hand,
***UNFINISHED BECAUSE THE ORIGINAL TEXT WAS WRITTEN WITH A DULL PENCIL ON A BROWN NAPKIN THAT I LATER CRUMBLED IN MY POCKET AND I COULDN'T DECIPHER AFTERWARDS***
Or like an ant building a statue, ***, focusing on only one piece at a time - now the foot, now the hand,
***UNFINISHED BECAUSE THE ORIGINAL TEXT WAS WRITTEN WITH A DULL PENCIL ON A BROWN NAPKIN THAT I LATER CRUMBLED IN MY POCKET AND I COULDN'T DECIPHER AFTERWARDS***
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Delicate power
I have been listening to Fabrizio Paterlini's piano compositions for over a week now, and I am infatuated with them. They are amazing. I'm listening to this one now:
but if you like that one, you should SO do a deep search of all his music. And buy it from his site. And tell him how great it is. Because it's GREAT. I just did. I told him his music was so "delicately powerful". I liked this description. In fact, I liked it so much, that I wrote a blog post about it. Voilà.
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Ephemeral
Considering our own ephemerality. Life begins, then it ends. What make us different from the housefly? From the flower? The running piece of code? The conversation? The raindrop? The sporadic gust of wind? The heartbeat?
Strings
We people, our feelings, are like strings. Outside forces pluck us one way or the other, but regardless of what direction we are plucked towards, we'll oscillate a bit and eventually find a way to reestabilize.
Good for you, Andrea :)
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Intention
Intention is the key. If you rely on chance to accomplish your tasks, they might be fulfilled, but you will have learned nothing.
Generalization
You know all of those phrases on facebook that are either puns or ironic plays on meaning to make you think about something? I can think of ways of describing these:
Oxymoronic truth
Ironic fact
I don't know. Something like that.
I gotta go take a cool shower. Bye.
Monday, October 24, 2011
Different
Things that are today may not be tomorrow. Even if they remain the same. Squeeze the potential off from your Now.
Intolerant
I just got a $45 parking ticket for leaving a rental car parked this morning in a residential area. It wasn't that long, come on. Fucking intolerant bastards.
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Rebel
I am the gentle rebel.
The polite rebel.
The silent rebel.
Who jaywalks.
Who won't put on his seatbelt.
Who stares into your eyes only slightly more than you expect.
Who stares into your eyes only slightly more than you expect.
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Semi-used clothing storage
Where do you store clothes that you used during the day but you still want to use tomorrow? Like those jeans you really like, or that shirt you used only for a few hours. I've been using the carpet, and sometimes the chair, but I wondered if anyone had found a neater or more standard place to store multi-day clothing. It would be especially useful for when you change your mind your next day and decide to put on clean clothes, but then you might accumulate two sets of lightly used clothes that you might want to use again. You don't want to fold them and put them back with the clean piles, and it's becoming a little pile on its own. What to do? What to do...
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Property
Property motivates hoarding, which motivates selfishness, which motivates greed, which motivates a race to accumulate the most. Why? Have your stuff, but fucking share.
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Current
Like a drop of water flowing down the river, a lone person yields to the massive currents around him, and flows along with them. But then, would you rather see yourself as a helpless slave of the current, or as part of the force that creates the current, at every moment?
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Further Miscellany
Alcohol injects randomness into our lives. That's how it manages to get out of our routinary lives, out of our comfort zone, and makes us try out new things, because situations suddenly begin to be different from the ones we're used to. Also, our senses are not as keen as usually. So we gotta act in whatever way we can.
Sept 21, 2011 08:09 PM
I don't want to be me any more. I want to be what I want. I WANT TO CHANGE
Sept 19, 2011 05:30 PM
Impossible to escape from consciousness
Sept 28, 2011 01:02 PM
viviendo una vida llenando expectativas
cumpliendo las metas que otros me trazan
me esperan, me admiran, por ser tan capaz
y yo que les creo, escondo mis deseos
olvido mis gustos, y mi exaltación
cortando paciente a mi corazón
los pedazos que no caben en el pinche modelo
que ya solo existe en mi jodida cabeza
que no entiende que no es lo que no es, sino lo que es.
que no vale lo que falta, sino lo que hay.
fuck you you told me i was good at math
and i fucking idiot believed you in faith
kept at it and sucked at it but kept at it more
disliking, mistasting, but knowing not what else to do
Sept 21, 2011 08:12 PM
Money weakens. It allows you to not be independent, to detach from your own needs. Over-interdependency. That's what it causes.
Sept 27, 2011 07:32 PM
Clean
What do you fuck do you gain with a clean record? A clean computer desktop, an organized room, a shiny coffee table? Self satisfaction. Indulgence of vanity or of knowing that you are clean and organized. What do you fuck do you get with that? What do you learn? Nothing, it is something you've already done. You don't learn by doing what you've done. Go fucking do something else.
Monday, October 3, 2011
Miscellany on Self
Sometimes I think my ideal of the person I want to be is unattainable, given my current state. I now also understand that that is fine. What I'm missing now is the belief. Knowledge does not imply belief. And it is upon belief that our feelings and our instinct operate.
Sept 16, 00:01
I DO NOT WANT HALF BAKED LOVE
Sept 17, 16:33, on Craig St, near Lulu's and Ali Baba
rumiante de half baked ideas.
las palabras lentas en la mente
se estancan, seguras de no llegar
acostumbradas a siempre llegar tarde
Sept 18, 22:38
fleeting arrows of words and image
that vanish before i understand them
Sept 19, 16:17
El mundo no es lo que pensamos
y si lo fuera, que jodido el mundo
que otorga su esencia a los confundidos
El futuro no sera lo que pensamos
y si lo fuera, que jodido el mundo
sin sorpresas que ofrecer
Sept 20, 13:11
he vivido lo cotidiano hasta lo harto
quiero ahora saber mas
sin temer lo desconocido
solo por ser diferente
cansado de lo comun
busco con ansia buscar mas alla
de lo que mis ojos han visto
mi piel ha sentido
mis labios han besado
busco querer encontrar
con toda mi esencia
alejarme de la apropiacion
matar su perpetuidad
Sept 20, 13:46
quiero expropiarme de mi mismo
todo lo que me he puesto encima
colores y deseos que no han sido mios
y que asfixian constantes la luz
atrapada
un canvas que otros han pintado
es obra de otros, el canvas es nada
solo un muñeco que lleva a cabo
el programa que otros te han dejado
desde la eternidad
y ya han olvidado
un mono se entrena, aprende los trucos
quiere ser bueno, quiere mostrarlos
y no encuentra a nadie que le importe
quien quiera saber de sus estupidos trucos
pues el truco era distraccion
que se ha convertido en vida
y el resto, en sueño olvidado
Sept 20, 14:04
la gente
se retrae de hacer y de hablar
por el miedo de contrariar
pero uno no esta hecho para complacer
y para temer ofender.
Sino que para ser, expresas, y cuando
se sienta, a respetar.
Pero se confunde el respeto con temor
Sept 20, 12:11
want to do what i haven't done
feel what i haven't felt
taste what i haven't tasted
love tempestuously
be what i don't know i am
but feel.....
Sept 21, 22:19
others' words were my criteria
my spirit hidden behind a curtain of
"the right"
Sept 22, 23:46
xq fucks la gente solo hace lo que le han
dicho que es su especializacion?
ingeniero, pintor, albañil, y no se
intenta lo demas??? solo se HACE
porque se hace
Sept 23, 01:15
Barriers built by us
for us
so many
we end up living a life
skirting them
living by their limitations
and not by our drive
Sept 23, 12:35
I've been a leaf floating in the wind
ambivalent to direction
now I want to be the wind
with my own drive, purpose, and life.
Sept 24, 17:44
i used to see life as a function to
optimize measures on: efficiency,
wealth, frugality, glory, food, with
mathematics as my lawyer, my
middleman. i now leave that ground
Sept 24, 18:20
have your own course of action. A
tempting, softer alternative is to
choose from options provided, available
at the moment. Do not let yourself
yield to the latter. It causes your
volition to languish and decay.
Sept 25, 14:09
Bottled up experience is not the experience at all.
Sept 25, 19:11, Flagstaff
Lo efímero es lo bello. Lo real, lo presente, lo único.
Sept 25, 19:23, Flagstaff
A lack of problems causes a lack of
need. And it is need which fuels
motivation. No wonder why people feel
unmotivated so often. Or why they
create needs, often frivolous, to stay
energized. I took the former approach.
Sept 27, 20:52
Orange moon
Orange moon, you came up soon,
they say you're made of cheese.
Only now do I see why,
brighter than Betelguese.
they say you're made of cheese.
Only now do I see why,
brighter than Betelguese.
Projection
A large part of a person's growth consists in extending one's own representational space to understand more varied and more complex objects, concepts, and people. For what is observed is no more than what the senses can perceive, and no more than what the mind can represent...
What we understand is the world's projection onto the senses and mind.
Written Sept 12, 00:42, Fifth & Craig, SW corner.
What we understand is the world's projection onto the senses and mind.
Written Sept 12, 00:42, Fifth & Craig, SW corner.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Money
Money weakens. It allows you to not be independent, to detach from your own needs. In excess, it causes over-interdependency. It is a drug.
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Marriage
marriage
a vile approximation
to a grandiose encounter
of fate and of canter
of two concurrent souls
in this ever changing world
Alcohol
Alcohol injects randomness into our lives. That's how it manages to get out of our routinely lives, out of our comfort zone, and makes us try out new things, because situations suddenly begin to be different from the ones we're used to. Also, our senses are not as keen as usually. So we gotta act in whatever way we can.
Monday, September 19, 2011
NORMAL
The world is toooooo fucking NORMAL sometimes. Predictable, routinely, comfortable, stable. That's why unusual people are NEEDED. And that's why they sometimes work HARD to inject fucking randomness into this stagnant pool of human sludge. Optimizers know what I'm talking about... too stable a search leads to local fucking optimums.
Aún nos quedan cosas por hacer.
Aún nos quedan cosas por hacer.
Friday, September 16, 2011
Unconfidence intervals
This happens much more often than I would expect it to. I hypothesize the current measurement and the interval predictions are obtained from different weather services. If it is not so, shame on your predictions' accuracies.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Pep Verse
But my friend, despair not
Hope you haven't forgot
that solutions are not always obvious.
So pack up your might,
and remember, the fight
helps success become all the more glorious
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Seven
The moon glows in full circle
looks down on traffic down below
A bird platoon sweeps the horizon
gifting me a morning show
looks down on traffic down below
A bird platoon sweeps the horizon
gifting me a morning show
Meanwhile I stare at the street
in anxious contemplation
the bus ain't here and my mind is clear
so I fake some inspiration
The bus is come, so now I wait
inside the warmer bus
My therapy thing begins in seven
so getting fast there would be a plus
And now I'm here, and it's quite clear
that the front door is locked
So much for being here on time
I hope Chris han't forgot
So it turned out that Chris was in,
and I just had to buzz him.
He pushed and squeezed muscles and skin,
so no knots would be blocking.
And now I'm almost back at home,
and I kinda need to pee.
Good thing I've still a lot of time
cause my classes start at three.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Mapping Wills
Those who seek to live find themselves honored, or recognized.
Those who seek to be forgotten find themselves living.
Those who seek honor and recognition find themselves forgotten.
And it doesn't work to change what one "wants" to obtain one's true desires, for the will is not an independent variable, as much as we might define it so in a mathematical construct.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Sex
Sex should be a verb.
I sex. You sex. Good sexing there. Where you've been? I've been sexing all weekend. It's not that hard, right?
I sex. You sex. Good sexing there. Where you've been? I've been sexing all weekend. It's not that hard, right?
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Friday, August 19, 2011
Conformist disease
People are scared to be amazed these days. They're afraid to show amazement at something, let the people around notice, and realize that what to him is a wonder, is to another a bore, not worth noticing, or that he could explain the wonder so obviously, or so condescendingly as to imply one's wonder as tedious, irksome, and to be considered ignorant or naive. A common fear today. A disease.
Wonder is looked down upon, while knowledge is revered. But they need not be mutually exclusive. The former stimulates the latter, and it is only too common for people to acquire some knowledge and then to stop wondering, satisfied that what they know is enough for their lives, and everything else is, as far as they are concerned, superfluous. They close their minds to wonder to be like others, to avoid the risk of condescension by others. To conform. Ugh.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Dances with Wolves
In a place where names have no meaning. We people are standard entities with a silly identifier, no better than a plain integer, that means nothing except what you tie to it yourself. There is no express name that allows us to identify or describe ourselves. Dances with Wolves feels so much better.
Lamentation
The lamentation of ultra-specialized society is meaninglessness. That of one that mandates its individuals is disinterest. And though individuals are able to find meaning in the lamest of causes, the frivolity of these allows knowing and selfish people to mold these sources of interest in order to sway the masses.
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Fireflies
fireflies glow because that's what they are. they can, so they do. instant spark of mystic green light, the brightest green.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Letter removal
I just remembered that when I was a kid, I realized that removing the "i" in my diminutive nickname, "Tonito", resulted in "Tonto". I think I told my cousin and he made nothing out of it, and I was too ashamed to tell anyone else.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Stowaway fly
A fly flew into my flight airplane today, going from Chicago to Pittsburgh. Such a smart fly - it got a free trip, and it might get a chance to spread its genes much further.
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Monday, June 13, 2011
Earrings
A mae sold me a pretty, though very small, pair of earrings for 2000 C this morning. I paid 2100 C for a 4-hour bus ride from San Jose to La Fortuna. I feel kinda swindled.
Monday, June 6, 2011
Costa Rica
Often I want to persist a small thought or observation, and I can't figure out a central place to write it. Used paper sheets, the back of useless bills, and napkins help out, but it becomes harder to take care of them as the amount grows larger and larger. I've tried notebooks, but the tiny thoughts intersperse with the longer thoughts, drawings, charts, and useful annotations like telephone numbers, and then are also harder to find. Thus, I made this blog just for tiny thoughts.
First thought right here:
I'm going to Costa Rica today. (YAY YAY WHOOPIE YAY!!!! :D :D) Going through Facebook to post a greeting on my Tican host's profile, I notice I have 441=21^2 friends. Soon after, I notice that Khris has 484=22^2. Huh.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
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I am the Tree of Life, living as one of Its myriad twigs.
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Living a life of borrowed goods and pressing goals, always having what is not mine and always owing what I don't have. Unpleasant.
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Emotionally retarded. One day I realized it. Been trying to catch up since.