Friday, January 30, 2004
Jan 18 ... Phil Scefi and Fantasy convention at Rockwell
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DAY 1 - http://www.gabe-e.com/cosplay/nw2/day1.shtml
DAY 2 - http://www.gabe-e.com/cosplay/nw2/day2.shtml
http://www.imagestation.com/album/?id=4287976809&code=7961341&mode=invite
http://www.imagestation.com/album/?id=4287952445&code=7996296&mode=invite
http://www.imagestation.com/album/?id=4287952445&code=7996296&mode=invite
Today:
Jasper gave the book for me...a hard bound Oliver Sacks' "A Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat"
then around later 630 we will meet at Ali Mall to go to BICOL for the climb to Mt. Asog
with Jheck, Dong, Arvin, Jerrry, CPK group,
exited....
the whole day i was listening to...SPIRITUAL MACHINE of OLP
got the transcript of R.K. and the computer molly...weird...i may be dead..and will not see this future..
have fun to all that will see...
Ray Kurzweil and Molly (The Computer)---"hear this in OLP Spiritual Machine album after Wonderful Life---around 16:36 and at 16:45 ray will start speaking"
Ray: Anyway, you do look amazing
Molly: You say that every time we meet
Ray: I mean you look 20 again, only more beautiful than at the start of the book
Molly: I know that's how you'd want me
Ray: Ok, you were an attractive young woman when I first met you and you still project yourself as a beautiful young woman at least when I'm with you
Molly: Thanks
Ray: Are you saying that you're a machine now?
Molly: A machine? That's really not for me to say it's like asking me if I'm brilliant or inspiring
Ray: I guess the word machine in 2099 doesn't have quite the same connotations that it has here in 1999
Molly: It's hard for me to recall now
Ray: Oh well
Molly: I'm really just dabbling but creating music is a great way for me to stay close with Jeremy and Emily
Ray: Creating music sounds like a good thing to do with your kids even if they are almost 90 years old. So could I hear it?
Molly: Uh I'm afraid you wouldn't understand it
Ray: So it requires enhancement to understand?
Molly: Yes most of it does. For starters, the symphonies and frequencies that a mosh* can't hear and it has much too faster tempo and it uses musical structures that a mosh* could never follow
Ray: Can't you create art for non-augmented humans? I mean there's still a lot of depth possible. Consider Beethoven, he wrote almost two centuries ago and we still find his music exhilarating
Molly: Yes there is a genre of music. All the arts actually, where we create music and art that a mosh* is capable of understanding
Ray: And then you play mosh* music for moshes?
Molly: hmm now that's an interesting idea. I suppose we could try that, although moshes are not that easy to find anymore. It's really not necessary though, we can certainly understand what a mosh is capable of understanding. The point though is to use the mosh limitations as an added constraint.
Ray: Sort of like composing new music for all instruments?
Molly: Yeah new music for old minds
Ray: Maybe we should kiss goodbye
Molly: Just a kiss?
Ray: We'll leave it at that for this book. I'll reconsider the ending for the movie
Molly: Here's my kiss. Now remember I'm ready to do anything or be anything you want or need
Ray: I'll keep that in mind
Molly: That's where you'll find me
Ray: Too bad I have to wait a century to meet you
Molly: Or to be me
Ray: Yes that too. Actually Molly, there are a few other questions that have occurred to me. What were those limitations that you referred to? What did you say you were anxious about? What are you afraid of? Do you feel pain? What about babies and children? Molly?
Dream: I was beside a pool that seems like a beach...but it shifts to being a pool..then a baby killer whale in full detail went beside the pool as if drwning for its spout was like a mouth that dont want any water goin into it...and i helped it goin ashore the pool..(my feet dangling in the water) so it is a pool indeed...Beach-pool shifter.
Forgot the final part of it....
and this is the best part...
CHa: my ex-weblogic teammate is going... tom to US and asked her to buy a holga...for me..and she said yes..she'll be back in March...ahhhThanks CHA...!
* Mostly Original Substrate Human-- A human who has very few replacement parts
or computational implants. The term was coined by Ray Kurzweil
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http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid100/pdd8c545440226052a39d398d0df49429/f9e4f2d8.jpg.orig.jpg
DAY 1 - http://www.gabe-e.com/cosplay/nw2/day1.shtml
DAY 2 - http://www.gabe-e.com/cosplay/nw2/day2.shtml
http://www.imagestation.com/album/?id=4287976809&code=7961341&mode=invite
http://www.imagestation.com/album/?id=4287952445&code=7996296&mode=invite
http://www.imagestation.com/album/?id=4287952445&code=7996296&mode=invite
Today:
Jasper gave the book for me...a hard bound Oliver Sacks' "A Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat"
then around later 630 we will meet at Ali Mall to go to BICOL for the climb to Mt. Asog
with Jheck, Dong, Arvin, Jerrry, CPK group,
exited....
the whole day i was listening to...SPIRITUAL MACHINE of OLP
got the transcript of R.K. and the computer molly...weird...i may be dead..and will not see this future..
have fun to all that will see...
Ray Kurzweil and Molly (The Computer)---"hear this in OLP Spiritual Machine album after Wonderful Life---around 16:36 and at 16:45 ray will start speaking"
Ray: Anyway, you do look amazing
Molly: You say that every time we meet
Ray: I mean you look 20 again, only more beautiful than at the start of the book
Molly: I know that's how you'd want me
Ray: Ok, you were an attractive young woman when I first met you and you still project yourself as a beautiful young woman at least when I'm with you
Molly: Thanks
Ray: Are you saying that you're a machine now?
Molly: A machine? That's really not for me to say it's like asking me if I'm brilliant or inspiring
Ray: I guess the word machine in 2099 doesn't have quite the same connotations that it has here in 1999
Molly: It's hard for me to recall now
Ray: Oh well
Molly: I'm really just dabbling but creating music is a great way for me to stay close with Jeremy and Emily
Ray: Creating music sounds like a good thing to do with your kids even if they are almost 90 years old. So could I hear it?
Molly: Uh I'm afraid you wouldn't understand it
Ray: So it requires enhancement to understand?
Molly: Yes most of it does. For starters, the symphonies and frequencies that a mosh* can't hear and it has much too faster tempo and it uses musical structures that a mosh* could never follow
Ray: Can't you create art for non-augmented humans? I mean there's still a lot of depth possible. Consider Beethoven, he wrote almost two centuries ago and we still find his music exhilarating
Molly: Yes there is a genre of music. All the arts actually, where we create music and art that a mosh* is capable of understanding
Ray: And then you play mosh* music for moshes?
Molly: hmm now that's an interesting idea. I suppose we could try that, although moshes are not that easy to find anymore. It's really not necessary though, we can certainly understand what a mosh is capable of understanding. The point though is to use the mosh limitations as an added constraint.
Ray: Sort of like composing new music for all instruments?
Molly: Yeah new music for old minds
Ray: Maybe we should kiss goodbye
Molly: Just a kiss?
Ray: We'll leave it at that for this book. I'll reconsider the ending for the movie
Molly: Here's my kiss. Now remember I'm ready to do anything or be anything you want or need
Ray: I'll keep that in mind
Molly: That's where you'll find me
Ray: Too bad I have to wait a century to meet you
Molly: Or to be me
Ray: Yes that too. Actually Molly, there are a few other questions that have occurred to me. What were those limitations that you referred to? What did you say you were anxious about? What are you afraid of? Do you feel pain? What about babies and children? Molly?
Dream: I was beside a pool that seems like a beach...but it shifts to being a pool..then a baby killer whale in full detail went beside the pool as if drwning for its spout was like a mouth that dont want any water goin into it...and i helped it goin ashore the pool..(my feet dangling in the water) so it is a pool indeed...Beach-pool shifter.
Forgot the final part of it....
and this is the best part...
CHa: my ex-weblogic teammate is going... tom to US and asked her to buy a holga...for me..and she said yes..she'll be back in March...ahhhThanks CHA...!
* Mostly Original Substrate Human-- A human who has very few replacement parts
or computational implants. The term was coined by Ray Kurzweil
Wednesday, January 21, 2004
moonpools!
Wednesday, January 14, 2004
wahahhaha...won a book at avalon...been looking for this book along time ago...Oliver Sacks...a man who mistook his wife for a hat....happy 290ph...avalon!
Tuesday, January 13, 2004
The climb was a surprise!!! Were at the entrance of Evercrest at Nasugbu...fixing some loose strings...checking out flashlights...sheching anything lacking..then a guard surprise us...there are military inside...a counter insurgency was on operation...there was an ambush of the NPA...some soldiers were killed in this event...not scary...we expect it...for we heard these stuffs before but never experienced one...then these cars(we just assume military men) came (maybe a high official because of the escort) and they just came in just like that...so at the middle of the batanggas highway were stranded...we just decided any transport bus will do..may it go to manila or to the far nasugbu(beach)...so the nasugbu bus came first...we camped in a beach..paidfor the F*#@in entrance 50PH each just to have our tent in the sand...socials with tequila mama!!! Dinner: canned tuna..tocino, noodles...crab and corn with mushroom soup...Sir jheck, dong, erick and me...rested around 3am...morning bfast: noodles, dried squid, salted egg, soup part two crab n corn, tocino, breads, ... around 7am pack up...goin to Quenca, Batangas...Mt.Maculot...eat lunch...start trek 12 nn...left backpack in the store...1 and 30 min climb..pictures and clicks...rockies...etc...3pm descend...23 min...at the foot of the mt. drink buko juice...4pm Bus goin home...went to the moot around 8pm plus...went home..sleep..without dreams....
sadness is a gift!
sadness is a gift!
Saturday, January 10, 2004
have my back pack now...goin to Batulao, Batangas...will talk to you soon...finished "true at first light" loved the book...anotherhemingwayphilosophylecturebook...wish i can go someday to Africa...not to be like Hem but im wonderin how will i react then if im there...will i fear the night there as i brave it here...but now im goin to another unknown place...will think of my bravery before storing some to what i wish for...i should gather all now...this is a night trek...night that i love...i should buy a tripod...goin first to montanara cubao..will meet my friend there..will get my Nalgene that she(ULY) reserved for me...wahoo...Im on mallon's Aurora 7...
Saturday, January 03, 2004
New Year for the calendar...bought some books as I planned to read the new year away(?) should not use "away"...it exists as i should be existing on that day...for im here now...i existed that day...ahh the book...Hemingway's true at first light and Thomas mallon's aurora 7...still at hem's hem right now...new year..spent it with an old friend and a fellow mountain climber...family far!...alone still a am...sad... no...being lone doesn't mean i am sad...like being sad doesn't necessary mean you're alone...sometimes i am even sadder when with a crowd...well...where am I...oh...went to hidalgo yesterday..tour around with my camera...what else...i was soooo drunk last night!!! new year was soo drunk...everyone is drunk...as everyone is not sane...oh...they are sane...i am sane...i am hearing travis(invisible band)...cant go to instituto cervantes to watch "Il postino" ...cause im not there and cannot be there at 4pm...for im at work and will be at work at 4pm...where am I?
