work has been dreadful recently. spending so much time on processes and in meetings :(
Any conversation
signals. thinking about shifting my mental framework to identify signals instead of waiting for concepts to be assembled. exploring the amount of energy and opportunities for distractions through the operations of processing what just happened and what is happening to short circuit latent and unnecessary systems. cut through the assembly processes and identify the raw signals. recognizing that naming these "raw signals" is misleading. maybe, shifting observability lower in the stack.
mandelbrot
for y in range(10):
s=''
for x in range(25):
a=[]
for q in range(2):
z=c=x/25*3-2+1j*((y*2+q)/10-1);n=40
while n and abs(z)<2:z=z*z+c;n-=1
a+=[n<5]
s+=" โโโ"[a[0]+2*a[1]]
print(s)
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โโa constant, existential pull
so old I couldn't tell you the end
or draw its shape
between kind acceptance
and striving, struggling, writhing, climbing
learning, growing, discontent
"do you feel this way, too, at endless war with longing itself?"
but the birds and trees and ants and wind
in their own marvelous design
don't reply
I've been on a kick lately of trying to visualize the oscillating clock, and ultimately the effectively arbitrarily complex activity of a computer processor, as modern refinements of the line shaft factory of the 19th century. Of compute as being not much more than profoundly refined "work" delivered by the electrical grid into marvelously complex machines.
Does that, as a metaphor at least, feel as important to you as it has to me of late? We spend so much time in a world abstracted.
Sigh. On the heels of , I just went into our garage to find a panel of insulation fallen to the ground, riddled with mouse droppings. ๐คข๐ซ
Cleaned it up (gloved and masked, naturally), but probably means we need to re-insulate the whole garage. Which will undoubtedly uncover a leak or some other issue. The fun never ends!


