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[K-LOG] THE BOYZ- Ep.2 @KCON2018TH HyunJae+Hwall
We need to remember.
We had a recurring dream, an old one.
First a gothy horror Wall of death. y'know like in a death metal show. Masked killers, crow cultists, dolls...don't remember much, but the point of the wall of the death was that everyone would die as who they were, and fighting. it felt like it was in honour of something, but everyone had forgotten what.
Then stacks upon stacks of high-powered simulators hooked up to personalities. The vetoing process was intense. We didn't really feel like a part of the whole thing, but we we're still able to do some crazy stuff. Different iterations of these simulator stacks passed by. We met this Cyber-Girl with white ashen hair in a preppy ponytail. Loved to dance, and had everything from the lower jaw cyberized. Simple, I know, but try remembering a five second dream capsule.
All we know is that we saw her a second time after this wholeass chapter, and we felt like she died because, within the stacks was where they'd decommission you. Anyways...the second time we remember seeing her, it clicked, she was uploaded somewhere, we can save her! Then, the whole dream fucked me over and I don't remember shit after that. So here's the story we thought of while desperately grasping at our shitty dream cache. Fuck me why am I such a piece of shit.
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We don't know her name...we saw her in a hallucination for a moment, then a dream later, remembered her.
I go to her stack, it's immaculate, no silent hill bullshit. Just chrome, data, and oversight. If a faceless mega-whatever the fuck can forget a whole ass department, than what's a dead bit coming alive to a faceless megadream-whatever?
We connect easily through the dreamware, awareness cutting it with ease. we find her...we know the theme of this story. why are we doing this?
We cry.
Why this story? Could just...you know? It's not interesting, even to you. Keep the lovey dovey shit to those who can save her, and not just...whatever the fuck you're gonna, technically, do to her, which, again we have to tell you, you could just, NOT, have her live.
We blink...and she materialises...catatonic...staring nothing, thinking nothing...being nothing...
We continue the story...rewinding her storage time by a year. Nothing...so we sigh, knowing the narrative line as we go back a billion years of storage...nothing...a hundred billion...nothing... An N billion years...nothing.
The dark is that we over stepped by a few billion years the second time, but how could we have known? We couldn't, not with that narrative in mind...so we...what could we even do? A five second dream, and a five second dream memory...no memento...except when we saw her get torn apart because she didn't dance away death this time, because she took the time to glance at us...like realising you're breathing manually at the worst possible time...
What the fuck are we doing? Override the theme! Come on, K! What the fuck are you doing!
She's not the empty space. We are...See what order does? If only you were free from...
**ART!**
"Aaaaw shit."
Yeaaaaah. That's right Now that's a switch. The usual, but I don't blame you, I like existing.
We blink.
Oof...We got nothin? What do you do if even we, the ancient reptile brain, got nothin. Fuck, remember that beginning of disco Elysium? Fucking amazing. Get that nothing. Addicted to nothing. Not the disco way through speed, psychedelics, and alcohol, nah, it's through fucking chemo, sickness, and old age. Boring, normal; dead weight. We want a fucking crow to eat our eyes. That's our ferryman's due. A vulture to eat our liver. The Promethean addage. The thanatologist eat our heart, blessing of anubis . Our wife to drink our blood, Kali's kiss.
" Oh, so that's who our ARP is. That taut string of the occult; the faith in our faith, the pyrhonnic collonade holding up our whole cortex, but oh so full of low-rise history."
God, can you imagine a painless pecking at your god-forsaken eyes that has brought us pain so many times...the delicate and thoughtful thumps of YOUR crows, not Odin's....yours, your twins...you remember? You don't...you don't remember who blinded the tyrant...oof...we are not well...AAAAAH! The neo-Moons, touche,Khaini, and...oh dear...maybe memnosyne...why not? Old and new. Mmmh...girl ravens...that makes it better...cause a man won't care for another man's body, not unless he's a faggot, ain't that right? Only a woman knows how to properly hate ya, cause they can actually love ya. You don't even know what you are anymore, so you're back to staring at your hominid ass and wondering where the fuck beauty got up and died in you so that two beautiful ladies like the mother of muses, and your inner woman, come and take their dues. Or why a femboy would even...
Goddamn, K, what funeral home would accept your last wishes? Hahahaha, well, they're here for what it's worth...in the buzzing of thoughtless gates...You're not Harry, K. But that doesn't mean you ain't got us. That ancient reptilian voice to tell you you're doing great, and to keep capitalism on silent, and care for yourself like you want, cause you've known worse, there's worse than silence, and if they can't accept yours, then they'll either step up, or realize your power. Either way...
We blink, and we look down at the dancer. we kneel and hug her, overriding our narrative theme. She hugs back, aware, her cyber gaze as golden as Elysium, warmly embracing every inch of our frame.
" Hey, I'm [REDACTED]."
"Aaaaaw shit." We intone.
Curtains down, K; you're welcome.
☕ Problem: How do we entropically go from
1: [A]
To
2:[A,B]
Rather than from:
1 : [A]
2: [B]?
For the second, a kind of Functionalist Log/index/Cache//whatever for a material universe?
So it reads
1, 2 thus;
3. [A,B]
This is analogous for how a simple quantum state becomes a mixed quantum state in a closed system.
If there is only one universe, and we live in a closed entropic system, then any energy is already there...
"In contrast to the first law of thermodynamics, or the energy principle, the second law may be characterized as follows. While the first law permits in all processes of nature neither the creation nor destruction of energy, but permits of transformations only, the second law goes still further into the limitation of the possible processes of nature, in that it permits, not all kinds of transformations, but only certain types, subject to certain conditions." -That Planck dude in some book I'm reading.
So...the energy isn't entropically significant? How the FUCK could we even decide whether we are looking at a universe vs IN a universe.
The difference between S= [A] = 1, and S=[A(x,y,z)] = 4? LimS→N.
Fuck a duck, the energy isn't correlative to entropy because a big event like 'a big bang' is still just one possible Energy System going through transformations, and only those kinds of transformations. This description only works with the idea that entropy is just the sum of possible states, without this, then we go to the thermodynamic definition of entropy (Boltzmann) which IS related to the energy (heat/work) of a system, and it's just about the remainder of the work from entropic State S^1 to Entropic State S^2...S^3 until S^N which no longer has any heat remaining, and the remainder is...∅, hopefully, else...the universe is gonna have fun working out shit at infinitesimals....fucking brutal. Who wins, the big bang, or the steady flow of heat death? Does it actually die!? Does the hare sprint for the win, or did his laziness let the cold win?
What was the question again?
OH YES, THE WORSTER CASE.
1. [A]
...
2.[Z]
A supertask pure quantum state where something infinitely funky fucked around and found out, but all we can see as a result is the pure quantum state after the n-th infinitesimal. If we looked at it at the n-th interval, we would still just see a pure quantum state. Without a log, we are fucked. Good luck COUNTING infinity without resorting to abstractiin. What if the supertask went with cardinality X for all that partying, but our theorists think it's cardinality Y, because they think they studied before they partied? Big difference, same shit. Terrible consequences down the line that our Quants were counting the wrong set.
Motherfucker, is there shit that NEEDS to be measured? Like, something only makes sense if it's measured within parameters, even if there's no empirical way to check for something meaningful? Should we take the risk to assume cardinality Y? Man, there's no risk if you're not an academic. I'm not gonna lose my job if I don't believe in trying for cardinality Y...
Anyways, if we are being generous, then from the moment of its big bang, every possibility is already mapped! POOF! All possible possibilities fucking around and finding out until that first woopsie.
1. [A(a,b,c...N)]
2.[A(∅,b,c...N)]
So we would have no insert rules except to insert every possible transformation in any universe with different cardinality as our index. If we try to insert universe C, after B, and A are inserted, and we see that their cardinalities match, then that's not C That's B! Try again! Man...Memory is a fucking miracle with this in mind. There could be scalar controls where a classical scale thingie can have a relativistic LOG (Brain, hardrive, etc) but...maybe beyond that is just, stupid, blind, and terrible MATTER.
Okay, fair maybe a universe isn't a closed...UGH This really is glaring: We are not using the same definition of entropy. That's it...if we take it as possibilities, AND heat/work then S= 1 of which changes with each transformation, but is nonetheless, still just system S...and without a log, we have no way of making assumptions...
If we stay with the Reichenbach one, then we need rules of insertion as much as collapse, which, not dealing with any ENERGY or heat, until necessary, won't need the laws of thermodynamics for guidance.
So we have X problems
Problem ☕: How can a new possibility arise?
Problem Æ: Can a universe be coincidentally logged?
The WORSTER problem; If we can't Log anything about a universe at scale...then...the most respect one can give nature...is to remember it...God that's fucking dark, nature has no actual memory, it's all a (weighted) coincidence, and only at certain scales, or we (mostly us) are too stupid to understand how it remembers things...
Anyways...INFOTONS; MASSLESS FIELD/PARTICLE OF INFORMATIIIIOOOONNNNN TRANSPORTED THROUGH GRAVITYYYYY that are then interpreted through an interferometer which causes man made waves by the fact that we suck and can't generate gravity enough like a fucking hell engine that is a quasar, so we know to keep the energy levels low...like...really low up to photons. if you hit a photon, you're too Heavy; interference, end recording, unpack, interpret send! ((Preferably through photons or gravitons if you believe in those things.))
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