mrack

hah!

I'm on to time travel already

Wow. After watching Harry Potter last night I have come to the conclusion that time travel is completely plausible, but in the fashion depicted in the movie implies teleportation, which may or may not be desirable. The fact that they disappeared when they went back in time was the key. I always figured time travel was inherently illogical because it involved making a permanent clone of yourself (eg. go back in time and see yourself, then there's two of you forever). It has to, of course, be perfectly consistent (no killing your parents), but is completely logical - one's 'local time' (what your consciousness experiences) just follows a bit of a wonky route through the 'world time', sometimes going in the wrong direction.

I don't like the idea of teleportation. I don't know why. Instead of teleporting back in time (and also space), I would rather it be possible to move back in time, but this creates two immediately apparent issues:

• Physics. I haven't really thought about it, but watching people do things quickly and slowly and interacting with them would destroy the laws of physics, I think.

• When you started moving backward, you would be in the same position as the forward-moving person you that you were just being - two overlapping physical bodies. It could either be just dealt with (yes, they do overlap), or something else happens. I just don't know what the something else could be though.
  

In case 'you' were wondering what they were... (plus bonus rant on conservation!)

The tree makes a sound, even when no one hears it, for both of these reasons:

• 'No one' - what does that mean? No person? Does an animal count? A plant? A *tree*? Humans are so retarded; we think we're something fundamentally different and more important than everything else*. If a human hears it, we know it makes a sound, but as far as this situation is concerned, a rock or any other object is equivalent to a human; it reacts to the sound. Obviously there will be AN object present (the falling tree itself?) so it's not possible for 'no one' to hear it.

• 'Hears it' - sure, maybe someone in China wouldn't hear a tree falling in Canda and react like "Hey, I just heard a tree fall" immediately, but it would affect them. The sound waves produced would affect things all around the world, however minutely. If the breath of air you take in has one molecule out of place by a millionth of a nanometer due to the tree's sound waves, the tree's sound has affected you. It is impossible for anyone to not 'hear' the tree falling.

* This is the same thing that causes conversation and wildlife preservation etc. If an animal becomes extinct, it's not our fault. Humans are not responsible for making sure anything survives on earth. A tiger wouldn't think twice about killing you, but because humans are obviously so much better we think "It's just a stupid tiger. It doesn't know any better". You're a fucking tiger. Don't save the trees either. If all the trees die, there won't be any oxygen and humans will die, but nothing bad will happen. Sure, we don't want humans to die, but that's a completely separate issue. Saving the trees isn't a matter of saving the planet; the planet will be just fine. It's pure survival. Fuck the planet.

Playstation 6++ fuck off

My games are gonna be sweeet. Enchant. You heard it here first. It's about a guy who works it out. Yes. He does. Ooh I wanna play it now. Run. Parkour. Move that mouse son. Games suck. People make them like they make everything else. Retardedly.

Definition #1 (though I know I won't remember what I'm up to when I go to post subsequent ones)

Religion n. The contagious dispersion of specially designed unfounded beliefs throughout a population who would otherwise be indifferent; beliefs spread in this manner.

One should need a license to practice religion. /* Wow, that was a "should I use a c or an s?"-fest right there. I just went with what Firefox said. 2.0 FTW. */ Certified objective interest should be required. Otherwise you're just some commonfolk who has no business with this shit, looking for something to believe. Go and read a book. Buy something off trademe. Religion is for philosophers and the like, selling it to unsuspecting stupid people is just preying on their stupidity - if you left them alone they would never have wondered anything; they don't care or understand, most of them are faggots who fuck everybody anyway, then tell you some shit about jesus. Some retard tells me shit about your jesus. Success. I had a point, but I lost it.

Blog != dshs fgjd hdfghj fgyubertu et ujet uj

There will no longer be an implied limit to the number of times I may post per day, or implied recommendations as to what the posts will contain.

fds

fantastic

Is one post a day a rule? I think it was. Fuck it.

I had something good to type here, but I forgot it just now. So as you read this, just think of the probably humorous little story that could have been. Shit, now I have to provide something to read. Pff. Can't be bothered. Scroll down or something. Read the previous post again if you're into chronological order. If you're not well read it for the first time. Actually no that one's as crap as this. Go read a book.

A wise man once said:

I really don't plan to make this a regular thing. Better to keep quiet and be thought of as a fool than to open your mouth and remove all doubt. I don't know if that's the perfect wording. Or not. I'm trying not to use plural. See? I did it just then. I can be bothered, just you watch. Or listen. Bored.

BROWN PERIL

This is my first blog post in almost 7 months. You'd think I'd have something interesting to say. Not really. I will however

Shock Resist

Today morning got a text from Veronica and it was come to Chartwell so I car did and then walked with Poo and hehe Rivka and did shit. Bought shit. Not me. BK. Saw Luke and Tim. Raining. Veronica's mum car to town. Rain walk library lift. Stairs; times. Not rain. Hooray! Before that I got the watch. It's different than before it was. Analog kinda gay but it glows so meh. Gets in my way. Haha the kitchen was gay but I don't care; it's not my kitchen. That's the end of it. One day I'll stop doing them like this...