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
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