A whirlwind of a weekend, as they often are.
Of course, that amounts to snooze-losing in read.write.as – at least until diving in and taking the gold in catching up.
<lights dim and flicker>
Software is never done and there are things always you
see and ask why is a thing the way it is. Always room for
changes and creation of new paradigms for management and
use of the important or not so important data you have. I
have found for me, a single layer of presentation is
the best. If a thing is in three places or more, I may
not find it in the second or third and its hidden away in
the first. With all the stuff in a single basket I am able
to drill down and reach the final thing which is the use.
The four things lead to use.
Possibly at the very top of the most important software realm thingies I've learned is proficiency in the combination of text files, Unix text-processing line commands, and one or more simple scripting languages (I favor Lua). That lets me store things in the simplest possible way, with endless formatting possibilities, and no what I want to call “fearful dependencies”, i.e. any of that software wherewithal changing in fundamental ways such that I have to respond with refactoring.
This week's not been awesome. I'm not sure where I'm
headed, and I don't know what I want.
I do feel a lot of sadness not being with my
ex-girlfriend. I don't know if this break-up-slash-pause is
a good thing or not. The positive is that it's a change
for me, and I needed a change. It's a trigger that
is going to have an impact. But it's really difficult.
And I hate it. But I guess it's part of life. Hey, so I
tried meditation but I'm bad at keeping up at it. I'm much
better at drinking a glass or two. Sometimes I'm unsure
how much of a friend I am with my own mind. You know that
feeling when it's 2am and you want to sleep and all of a
sudden you start thinking about something you really don't
want to think about? Well that happens a lot. Why though?
Late breaking theory:
Thoughts themselves have zero mass, and thus zero momentum – hence their flightiness in the absence of anything else “taking and running with them”.
Emotions, well, they're tapped directly into the energy/mass of bodily function. So once they get going, they don't just stop to be replaced by another (although they can be if a sufficiently energetic/massive shock comes along). And that “don't just stop” momentum can feel/seem a sort of “near term bodily memory” in a self-perpetuation sense.
I think your phrase “really don't want” represents a fear-based emotion with energy/momentum to retain its overall bodily state, which in turn predisposes mind (being an emergent property of body) to thoughts that may have been innocently present when said emotion reached its self-perpetuating energy/momentum level.
So the “really don't want” emotion(s) are at the root of the self-perpetuation, i.e. “can't get it out of mind”.
So – assuming this rather unprofessional theory has sufficient merit to it – I suspect the only solution is to find a way to replace that emotion with either another, or none at all.
But, again, it has a sort of momentum, so we're talking energy expenditure to supplant it.
So I'm cleaning. Both physically and mentally. Put things
in boxes. Throw things away. Wash some stuff. There's a
sense of progression. I wouldn't say I like it but hey,
it keeps me busy. I'm also enjoying more and more reading
articles from strangers on this platform. I love to connect
and see what others are experiencing. I don't need images
or movies. Simple text works better for me. It doesn't
need to be fancy as long as it's honest.
Honest? OH NOES!!! ;–)
But, yeah, mmm, text – sweet text.
Today I've gotten myself back to programming. Python,
to be precise. I'm starting a side project of a writing
service heavily inspired by write.as, since I like it a
lot. I'm curious about the engagement aspect, and want
to see what we can built that makes it simple for people
to engage and know they've been mentioned. But I want to
stay true simplicity. But I'm mainly doing it for fun!
That was a lengthy update!
It's about time! ;–)
I'm usually happy to save money, but September 14 was
a bit of a sad day for me, as it signified the end of
my subscription to The Economist. A few months ago,
I'd decided I needed to keep up with what's going on in
the world. I'd already taken a chance on The Washington
Post during a particular promotion, but the publication
has always felt biased on one end of the political
spectrum. And the same felt true of The New York Times,
so I wasn't sure of where else to go.
Yes. The phrase “all the bias that's unfit to print as though unbiased” comes to mind.
A couple months ago, I made the decision to consciously
unplug. I started by deleting my mainstream social media
accounts—Facebook, Twitter, Instagram—and disabled
most notifications on my phone. I worked on clearing
a path to reading and writing on a regular basis. I
eventually got into bullet journaling. These small changes
gradually helped me to reach my goal. And so here I am now,
enlightened and wiser and better than everyone else. Err,
I mean, better than I was before.
And so I now find myself not wanting to keep up with the news.
The fact it's called “news” instead of something more honest like “opinions from necessarily limited mind contexts” indicates more than a little dishonest pretense.
For me, unplugging is about enabling me to focus on
the things that truly matter. And for the most part,
the happenings of the world don't matter all that
much. Some would point a finger at me and say I can
have such an attitude due to certain social statuses
and identities. Perhaps others don't have the luxury of
dismissiveness. I ultimately can't pretend to understand
the challenges of another, but I'm also not going to
pretend I need to stay wired to every worldly event or
that every such event affects my day-to-day. My doing so
would be disingenuous and would enable my own anxiety and
Yes. The absence of what might be called “sympathetic mindbrations” is second in bliss only to ignorance.
(NOTE: the last word of that sentence was not use as a synonym of 'stupidity', but simply to indicate IGNORE-ance, i.e. a state of ignoring.)
It took me over 30 years to realize that I needed to stop
looking outwardly so much. The true progress has come from
I suspect several spiritual traditions would agree.
Want to/need to do it. I don't have thick enough skin to
live in the USA anymore.
Canada is nice
Canada is safe
The U.S. is mean
The U.S. is not safe
Not wanting to seem too much an empathy void, here, but AFAIK nothing at the level/size of a country absolutely either is or isn't some specific narrow attribute. Heck, not even individuals are all good or bad. So how could neighborhoods.. then towns/cities.. then states/provinces.. then countries bed?
In other words, prepare to be eventually disappointed in ways regardless where you go – hence the superiority of developing the skin you referred to (which, of course, is actually an attitude – aka collection of related thoughts).
Browsing is part of the enjoyment. But I find it ironic
that I do more of the opposite here – Bix read the
article and I grabbed a quotation of the article from
him. No need to browse. Then again, I was browsing his
blog and happened across the post. And I know not how
he came across the article in question – perhaps in a
similar way as I did or perhaps not (unless if you care
to explain Bix).
I just... well, I guess I mostly don't care about the who/where/when/how – never mind how the “who” part so quickly degenerates into a sort of ongoing blind faith idolatry anyway, thus giving an author ongoing creds their actual current work(s) might not deserve simply because, because.. well, because “XXX” said it. And that attention sapping deprives one of others' gems (for there being only so much time in the day).
Far more important (to me) than that all that potentially more intellectually nutritious meta skin, phrases/sentences strike then light a fire under me – preferably consume me.
This brings up an interesting point – “browse” is
not a catch-all term. There are many different types of
browsing one can do. The person who asks for the librarian
to retrieve a book for her could have browsed an online
newsletter and came across the book. Is that the same kind
of browsing as combing the fiction shelves?
How can we better attune ourselves to the different forms
of browsing? How can knowing these inform how we operate
on the web and outside of it?
Reaching a bit in the direction of a casino as an analogy, I want to say the “browsing devices” are to slot machines what true, old-school browsing is to the craps table. Can one win/lose at each? Yes. But whereas a slot machine is essentially an all-focus-consuming screen for experiencing a finite set of audio/visual events, the craps table is writhing sea of activity – bets coming in from all around the table in ways both independent and motivated by others (“Oh.. I should be a 'yo' too...”), activity/interaction that isn't specifically betting related, people walking by, the beverage servers, the rotation of the dealers, etc., etc.