Fogfield Project

I wrote a strange fairy tale for children and adults. I think it's probably my best work online so far. Enjoy.

Your king has called you to war. If enough men volunteer, the enemy will be routed and safe return is assured. If only a paltry few sign up for the front, they will all be slain. Those who stay and tend the farm are safe. What would it take for any one man to join the march?

To say that matter is the only real thing, because it is consistent and observable and measurable, is like being inside a video game, claiming HP and mana and polygons are the ultimate reality because they have numbers on them. Adorable

It's a dilemma in which one option wins every time, while the other one sometimes wins and sometimes fails catastrophically killing you instantly

The kind of people who get this kind of question in their algorithm are also the type to be easily baited into a supposedly prosocial act. So you know that blue will win, which makes people vote blue, a self-fulfilling prophesy Any other framing? Red wins every time

This isn't an exercise in logic or ethics or game theory or anything like that, it's an exercise in *semiotics*. Something about this *framing* of the problem, in English, on Twitter, messes with your head and makes you pattern-match to problems where blue is the better answer.

@kendrictonn Are we forgetting something?

Next comes cherries in cream, chickpeas with ghee, and meatballs in white sauce

Dinner was yogurt with blueberries, peas with butter, and macadamia nut ice cream: I'm in my Dairy with Spheres Era

@kendrictonn Spherical cow in a vacuum...

@robertlasagna1 I hit the blue button just to give the evil scientist a micropenis, thereby punishing him for his wrongdoing. The world may never know. But his four new siblings might

an evil scientist is going to kill 50% of the worlds population. he presents you with two buttons. if you press the red button, everyone will be hypnotised and believe that you fought him to the bitter end but tragically could only prevent him from killing 100%, but your dick becomes half as long and you get an extra ear growing on the left side of your head. you will be celebrated for your noble attempt, especially notable with your physical disfigurement. Although people wont know about your penis, they just know about the extra ear. You'll get the key to the city and lucrative future options in marketing, as people will pay you to endorse various products, and you essentially have a pathway to becoming a wealthy influencer type individual. But every time you get in a car for the rest of your life, you fart incredibly loudly 4 times. This is magical and not indicative of bowel health in any way, it is merely potentially embarrasing. Your parents will apologise to you for their shortcomings in your childhood and you will make amends with them and have a much stronger family life. but your siblings will be the only people in the world immune to the hypnosis and know that you pressed the red button, and if you dont have any siblings, or only have one or two, you will magically now have 4 siblings, who will be retconned into your life, and your memories will be adjusted so you will feel like you've known them all your life. you have a pretty good relationship with 3 of them but you are all estranged from the fourth. after ten years all of your siblings will have to press a red or blue button, and if more than 50% of the total 5 siblings press the blue button, nothing happens, but if more than 50% press the red button, your pants fall off and everyone will be able to see your secret micropenis. and if you press the blue button you will change places with the scientist and nothing will change except you will now be the one responsible for the murder of 50% of the worlds population what do you do

@Holamayan It's here! Well done

Mosquitoes, specifically the ones that bite humans, Aedes, Anopheles, and Culex. If these three mosquito species suddenly disappeared, it would have virtually no negative impact on Earth's ecology. Nothing that eats mosquitoes eats them exclusively, and it would remove the single largest vector of disease on this planet. We would only benefit from their extinction. And before anyone brings it up, no, bats don't eat thousands of mosquitoes every night. That's a myth, and they prefer larger insects like moths. Mosquitoes account for less than 3% of a bat's diet. They would be fine without them, especially if we're only talking about three species.

Ivory and rock crystal insets for the eyes, copper lips, and silver teeth

Friday night. A new book. The Chronicon is complete. The Book of Enoch. The Secrets of Enoch. The Book of Jubilees. The second in a now fifteen planned volumes from Antediluvian Publications. I even have some charts and diagrams in the back! Grab a copy lulu.com/shop/ante-luvi…

@kendrictonn During the final episode when the adversary is at one HP and you are out of weapons, you will remember this

"Hello hello hello," said the taller of the two schoolgirls as they approached from across the street. "Where are you from?" "United States," I said. "Ahhhh, United States," they said to each other, as if this was exciting. "Do you know origami?" "I know about origami, anyway." "Ahh. And do you know... ninja?" I was having a little trouble unbending for this conversation, not sure where it was going or why, but I laughed. "Sure." "And do you know what this is?" The girl whipped out an item. "...a shuriken." "Yes! Here you go," she said, presenting me with the thing, and they went on their way.

Nostalgia is enjoying mourning something that's dead, which is also not productive or healthy mourning. The healthy approach to the past, to the You that you was then, is one of mourning. To indulge in nostalgic feelings is as perverse as enjoying a funeral. The approach to the future is, mourning and honoring the past, not clinging to it I think this is pretty important for everyone who has ever complained about stuck culture or nothing ever happening

One of the cruelest lessons in game theory is that people do not need to dislike you to damage you. They only need incentives that make your loss useful to their gain, and that is why intelligent men stop relying on goodwill alone and start paying closer attention to structure, memory, and consequence.

Sapphic boykisser. Few understand this.

@kendrictonn hang on a minute ergot already exists God might have upped the schedule

@kendrictonn Shit dawg I ain't scheduled until 2034 when bioterrorists invent a cereal rust that makes you loco

Was sitting here working, thinking that yeah, it's thrilling & a bit scary to be living at the same time as the AI stuff: Anyway, who wants to join my new eschatological heresy, or at least help me name it [curated branching timeline where every generation gets their own Apocalypse--the first gen church, the people in 1000 and 1666, during Napoleon, etc. were all correct that it was the End Times, our branch just split off slightly before it became obvious, every single time. We will get the true and actual End of Days, with Robots--and the next generation will be tribulated in the rendering vats of Zorbulon Galactic Emperor, and so forth]

@kendrictonn Priests of aeichorism spend their days balancing the frantic needs of the imminent apocalypse that only they can see, with the timeless calm of knowing that life will flow on eternally without end

@kendrictonn The 'aeichoric eschaton', or ever-present final moment, if you will