thesispace transposer

when I was a child I had a really vivid dream of walking through a greyscale city with a multicolor tsunami of possibility hovering above, full of visions, an incomprehensible oil painting of potential. I think it was about the future we are walking into now

@calicomccoy did you work out the entire time / have a physio

People really have a distorted view of what pregnancy does to the mind and body. Here I am, 38 weeks pregnant, 12 hours into an excited and productive work session, and yesterday, I did rowing machine sprints and full body weights for an hour.

6. freak of nurture Your child’s phenotypic potential outcomes have a standard deviation - with Outliers Program :tm: your child can be the absolute best version of themselves. Astrology for the real world. The wearables case was a 1:1 replica of The Thinker, but if you held it in your hands the statue would slowly reshape itself into a variety of other impressive statues, a gentle rustle of paper sliding against paper. Or at least that was the one my parents had bought; an ideal tchotchke for their vision of my bedroom. The supersoldier optimization. My optimal outlier phenotype was biased by traditional views of social values. However, being literally the best of them combined, I had taken it upon myself to modify the output.

missed a few! 5. nanograffiti GENE TATTOOS PRICES TEXT INSERTION < letters B J O U X Z 500$/ea> - telomeres - 30$ - intronic - 50$ - exonic, purposeless - 300$ FUNCTIONAL INSERTION MEDICAL INTERVENTION GRADE - unsigned protein - 300$ - signed protein with text of choice - 5000$ FUNCTIONAL INSERTION COSMETIC INTERVENTION GRADE - unsigned - 600$ - signed with text of choice - 7000$ FUNCTIONAL INSERTION BEHAVIORAL INTERVENTION GRADE - PERMANENT - unsigned protein - 1000$ - signed with text of choice - 10,000$ ADDITIONS - text insertion is hereditary - 100$ - text insertion passes to family members - 40,000$ - text insertion is transient - 30,000$ - text insertion is verified to be in every cell of your body - 30,000$ (average efficacy 50%)

@const_ just overlay

feminine vs masculine version of the flag

@ctrlcreep one day soon everything will be computer… yet nothing will be

Little computers, as numerous as the leaves, glow from every crevice. They smear us with their meaningless blue gleam; but soon, their season will end. They will flicker. They will pass from this world, and we will comb dead wires from our hair

got the honor of being Julia Prime today ( a young lady after me was referred to as “second Julia” at the coffee shop )

4. wallet flies dot cadaver As one of the possibly hundreds of rumored knockoff clones of this Great Man, I took it upon myself to squat all the rent-a-human postings that seemed in any way related to independent investigation of his murder. It meant a lot of running around and grey data examination. I took the week off from my usual cases- those, I’d have the clanker generate a few theories and by the 4th it would be pretty much solved. This one there was a shmorgasbord of theory and a drought of evidence. It was this moral certitude and curiosity that led me to gatecrashing his funeral. Reasonably, I could pass for any of his 20 something legitimate offspring; that I was an illegal gmo raised by a competitor as a psychological profiling attempt need not be disclosed. The dew was lovely, fresh on the crisp grass. The house, in which the wake took place, was an neoromantic and incredibly over-engineered, which made it fairly easy to tuck oneself into a side bathroom as they closed up for the night. The house smelled like fresh wood at all times, refracted opalescent light at inexplicable moments, and seemed deeply thrilled to have me present, like a cat mourning an owner. It chimed and lit warm lights wherever I went - first when I arrived into a room, but seemingly growing anxious at the futility of my search, beginning to lay out whole paths of examination, opening drawers and powering on interactive spaces before I even stepped through the door. A knocking like a heartbeat lead me to the sunroom, where a hard wallet lay on the floor, swept into the crack between the carpet and the floorboards, which the house- having given up on the pretense of normalicy - was spinning a cleaning robot around.

3. If you take all the consequences of a man’s phenotype, all the records of every social interaction he had in his life, every possible context inferred from them and their dynamics that he may have experienced, you will not get the man in question. But you will get a sufficiently good facsimile. If you run him as a model a thousand times and then train him on the data of his own successful completions of himself, you get someone who is the most average way Shakespeare could have become Shakespeare. This creature knows what it is when you talk to it, unfortunately. That’s why you take another, a human in the real world, and micromanage its life down to the most predictable milisecond. This is of course difficult to do without doing it for several generations to ensure veracity, which is why you do it once again on a model - a more detailed model - and yet still, no matter how much you do this or to whom, the creature you release into the world will be still given knowledge of what it is by the world - so you create a Truman Show, an Ender’s Game, and yet - you cannot continue the simulacra - so you must erase the original Shakespeare, the distinct likeness of Shakespeare, because re-creation is not creation, and so you want to create your own Shakespeare in your own society, but the Shakespeare is tainted by all the possible awarenesses of Shakespeare as he may have been; and this is where you decide to spite it all and create your own internal version of society, a mental model of the world subtracting all reference to and concept of Shakespeare- for a child you have, but also perhaps yourself. And perhaps this child you raise to be Shakespeare without knowing of Shakespeare through a variety of reality augementation, audio cancelling, active conversation rewriting, tactical Shakespeare neuron lysis, perhaps you forget of Shakespeare entirely - and you are allowed, brought to a pure and simulacra free state; You are allowed to do this sort of thing in AR. So is everyone else. They can erase you or overwrite you in their perception - see a stranger, hear a different conversation. The qualia-maxxing apps have ensured this. It’s a mere extension of our natural tendencies to forget and misconstrue - the capacity to escape into one’s own conceptual basin of predation, never leave the Shakespeare-free echo chamber. This is what the whales want to comment on, nowadays. They see us as in a vast sea, one that we cannot parse the edges of. One to which we cannot hear the echoes. The whaleself finds it fascinating to see a species so similar to theirs diffuse and be lost into the great self-defining of humanselves. The whaleself is very capable of self-preservation as a conceptsea, and wants to give us advice.

free* ikea therapy sessions *time bound by how long it takes them to remove us from the ikea office station

#2 prompt: undersea cable shrine A shape has formed in the Great Echo of the whales. The shared dream that coordinates all whales, a song emanating from every crevasse of the deep ocean and binding the whaleself into a whole. This shape is a letter, to us. The first humanself to communicate with the whaleself was a research group on a small station attached to an oil rig in the deep Atlantic. They found that each tonal vibration, when taken in the context of the local magnetic field, represented a consistent conceptual abstraction that repeated, in derivation, across all of whalesong. Of course, we didn’t know what the concepts were; individual attempts of researchers with large speakers to communicate with the whaleself were stymied by the whales not particularly comprehending an ‘individual’ conceptspace, and as such finding our early attempts of equivalence exploration equivalent to other human generated deep sea noise. The Whale Magnetosphere Manipulation Project began, according to the whaleself, with the laying of the first undersea cables. Over generations, they had to mold their conceptspace around its complexities- particularly that of the internet, which they began to decode through ship behaviour patterns and established a good grasp of in 2020, due to the disruptions thereof. We received their inquiry through our experimental audio+magnetosphere read/write interface, which gently stimulated both axies in the persistent manner the whaleself requires in order to maintain a concept as a standing wave and therefore a persistent state. They were very enthused to meet the creators of the Internet. They consider it the humanself, and have been watching it with a large amount of speculation and curiosity. It was, for a long time, a tentacle of the human zeitgeist with no write permissions. The whaleself formally requests we stop shielding the undersea cables, and give them write access to the Internet. They believe the humanself can be greatly informed by undersea current events, and would like to know more about the conceptseas of whaleself past - taken by us to mean the various deserts and now-landmasses in which whale fossils have been encountered. We have been given the impression that this is due to the whaleself conceptsea occupying literal space, with the shape of the ocean echo modifying the complexity of the concept. They promise to be able to derive ancient whale concepts from knowledge of early ocean shapes, which for them seems to have religious significance. This direction of research spans physics, engineering, xenolinguistics, xenopsychology, and paleontology, among others, and is of great interest to the humanself. The whales do not appear to be malicious, and we are quite interested in what they have to contribute to the shape of the internet - the space-independence of which seems to fascinate them. To avoid whale trolling or internet structural damage, we plan to create a whale-friendly internet commentary map, where the nature of the internet as an object can be discussed between human and whaleself. While individual humans are welcome to contribute, they will likely find that propagating their ideas within their networks and gaining popularity to be more audible to the whaleself, as very few whales seem to understand what we know to be idiosyncratic thought, or individuality. The shape of this concept in the conceptsea has yet to stabilize, although we are all sure internet access will help. As such we are proud to announce the formation of the Whale-fi Fund. Donate HERE to help the whaleself get online today!

almost but not quite entirely unrelated to the prompt, as is tradition.

#1 Betwixt the knots and tangles of our hearts, the victorian age had lain dormant, yet unforgotten, so near and true was it to our Human Spirit. Indeed, we have wandered once more into a world where one’s word, a gentle and valuable thing- as fragile as an orchid transported by dusty desert wagon- is the true currency of one’s endeavors. Whence one’s image may be cannily replicated and smeared in a whole manner of legible and illegible ways, as clear and miasmatic as mud - a social credit score of good deeds emerges. Grandmas selling street crossings in public squares for 35$/hr on the quick credit refurbishment side of things- but even in the quietude of one’s own house - every gesture once more becomes implicit to self awareness on the level of the symbolic. Secure self-awareness in the panopticon. Americans took to it as naturally as a grazing mammal to opportunistic carnivory, much to the surprise of everyone. A natural tendency to the comedic opera emerged. That’s the best part of a mysterious demise of a technological figurehead; good intentions thick in every media narrative and percepticon. Was it suspect A, fully evidenced across three co-guarantors to have been best friends with the man from childhood - who may have recently discovered infidelity between the victim and the suspect’s second wife? (The first had been evidently insufficient.) Was it the upset customer that had good reason to believe he had been an unwitting test subject for a new nanomaterial - who had, nontheless, benefitted dramatically from the hush money- as well known by his enemies as his friends? Was it a secret heir, long abandoned in the dredges of the permanent underclass, who is currently being played by at least 14 known individuals of various ages and ethnicities for regional clout? At whom will the mob point? As overwhelmingly as the delectable smell of bread to the starving victorian wench, one must keep in mind the cavernous selective pressures of the victorian age.

@MartinShkreli the drug interactions can’t hurt you if you don’t believe in them 😌

one more thing peptide bro retards stop using the term "stack" there is no stack. you are not a database. fake peptide #1 does not connect in any way to counterfeit GLP-1 #2 which has no relationship to meth/adhd pill #3. only stack here is the stack of stupid shit you are doing

@viemccoy @celestepoasts it just can’t keep happening

@celestepoasts move to the bay, network with mats peopole, fall in love, drop out of college. a familiar story

consider the slime mold, bacterial biofilms, portugese man o’ war, or a similar pre-multicellular organisms that exist both as individuals and colonies. it’s actually more exceptional that we consistently have a shape than that that shape can change through chemical or electrical signaling

eldritch gods have dibs on the pepsi I guess

@1thousandfaces_ I have never worked a job where I was not allowed to nap at 2pm but they were also very cool with coming in at 12 and leaving at 8pm so I rarely did

the seriousness of a job is inversely correlated with how much your boss cares if you take a nap at 2pm

this too is plurigrid