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Echoes
Nov. 4th, 2008
11:51 pm - Sick Thoughts
Bleargh brearg blrbbr
Please be aware of actions taken within any socially imposed framework. We are regularly presented with the opportunity to carry out these rule-limited actions, though rarely are we informed who constructed the rules or who benefits from it.
Often times the subject (you, I) is also a beneficiary while acting within a given rule set, or protocol. The protocol limits accepted actions and may streamline the achievement of goals. This is the case in cooperative behavior, individuals limit their actions by following social mores and the other can quickly process and predict the behavior. All involved in cooperation benefit for all but the most unusual cases where regular social protocol must be broken down.
Daily life teems with examples of protocol-based behavior which is far from optimal for the individual. We work jobs, hoping to make our skills useful, to take home deserved money, jobs which bring the greatest profit to companies who best abuse our productive faculties. We pay income tax, hoping to contribute to the construction of healthy infrastructure, only to see more than half of it spent on the military. After these abuses we take our money and try to save it, hoping to make a life for ourselves in the future, but our currency constantly loses value as our monetary system has inflation built in.
These iniquities lie on a single thread of a greater social framework within which every one of us acts daily. We are given no indication that our behavior is at all abnormal, that it is crafted by no single tyrant, but carefully manipulated by nearly invisible protocols we follow.
You must remember, your actions are solely your own. If you cannot with reason justify a behavior, question it. Question every written law, every unspoken rule, every "right thing to do." Question all your customs, every habit, every routine in your day. Question human nature. Question all your role models, everything your parents said. Question even your heroes.
Have you ever been for sale? It's your responsibility now, your responsibility to know.
Oct. 7th, 2008
12:02 pm - Keyboard piano-maple leaf rag
It was my right. It was my prerogative because I could do it.
Four or five handhelds idled that room, NICs hid behind faceplates in door locks. There were at least three cameras too. Access goes to those who take it.
What is shame? Didn't we replace all their batteries with brand new ones? I think that's worth something.
You see, most of them ignore our persistent reminders to keep devices charged and prime angles were lost. Beautiful data is aborted when a monitor goes down when the internet's growth is slowed. Ignoring the power to prevent it is facilitat-
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I wonder if happiness is the ultimate state.
I wonder if happiness is worthless escapism.
The vote is in, the happiness party is the clear leader, but who is their candidate? He makes no mention of higher pleasures, no consideration of abstaining from happiness to achieve greater heights, no thought of cooperating with other parties, an ambiguous position on whether everyones happiness is as important as your own.
So I think I like them, idealistically, but at present my vote goes another way.
Another one. "its not a mysterious act ok. I'm really a jerk really antisocial this is me being mean this is me ignoring you" psychic messages repeatedly sent, a cautious glance upwards-
eye contact.
the inevitable, "Hey-"
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"Oh, hi there. How's your night?"
Not stopping.
Expected message 'pretty good' failed to arrive. Received instead a silence which only later was recognized as type: slightly hurt.
Front door, coded in, check corners with eyes' periphery. Saw her there upon reviewing data 40 seconds later.
At 60 seconds of review I hear "Why doesn't he listen?"
Double take, brain derailed furiously watching as pieces fall together, too late. A gasp breaks out before a forceful calming and the hands return to keyboard.
Oct. 3rd, 2008
01:34 am - Watch it please.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1RZVw3no
Crash course on our financial crisis, very accessible
01:11 am - Heard it through the grapevine
So it seems the oscar protocol of the ubiquitous aol instant messenger has an odd flaw. I was analyzing the packets being sent to my NIC today and looked up everything sent/received related to AIM. It was mostly stuff I expected, regular "keep me logged on" packets, and data whenever one of my contacts connected or disconnected to the servers. Inexplicably, I received the same connect/disconnect packets referring to users not on my buddy list!
This information is not apparent from messenger clients, but without any tampering with the school's network I acquried a list of 20 some usernames. Perhaps even stranger: Some of these people aren't enrolled here, and surely weren't connecting from campus addresses.. Maybe they're chatting with someone on campus?
So, we'll see if aim spamming ever becomes in-vogue again (which it very well might considering the extreme ease of harvesting aliases)
I need to look more into this, I believe snippets of one anarchyrulesus' conversation were mirrored to me as well...
Anyway, goodnight friends, and goodnight new Buddies! have fun seeing your "babe" this weekend,
tgArrow32.
PS: One person connects to aim using their telephone, login name is their number...apparently this isn't a good idea.
Sep. 30th, 2008
05:27 pm - mmm dreams
Wearing a slick jacket and super slick windbreaker pants. Dashing frantically down a ski-slope or bobsled track before throwing yourself headlong down the hill.. Snow and ice so cold it burns the skin through three layers of winter clothing-but the colder the ice the faster you fly.
We get damn good at this but youthful suicidal urges makes us want to fly even faster. We chip hardest-bluest-coldest ice into an ultra slick knife sharp sled and for real fly this time. Leaning far into turns so your shoulder freeze and your eyebrows' cut up raw on snow--damn hard and rough from flying so fast.
Someone flew before us and cut some ramps from the bluest ice- go to slow and you slam your head from the sheer drop- so we thank them, flying over, cutting thick wedges right around theirs.
Don't remember who was the first one to discover you can't stop on these icy sleds. We used to spread our arms and legs, dig feet deep into some snow when its soft enough. But now we're going to fast. Too fast- the snow is too cold, too sharp, ice is too frozen blue and damn hard- but we're flying.
Sep. 28th, 2008
10:22 pm
throat
worn
drawing
one life through
a dry, cracking breath
drought
thirst
I read,
'drink words of
tetragrammaton'
burnt
hair
flavor-
retched through lips
taste- and wield your torch
Sep. 15th, 2008
01:02 pm
Monday means 100 overheard repetitions of the same "what happened at the party" conversation as I walked through the quad. I have nothing but disdain for these types who I am dubbing trivialfags. I suspect its a manifestation of low self-esteem, awareness of their own lack of intellectual capacity and no desire to overcome this, which limits the scope of their discourse.
I'm sure you've witnessed the same thing so let me curtail this rant and turn this post into a statement of appreciation for the computer lab exiles, lurkers in front of the library, Lug-nuts, whatever term you associate with those memories- you know who you are. Thank you.
Sep. 11th, 2008
08:28 pm - hping is a package
Yes...SYN packages from a SPOOFED IP means flood one server with requests to flood another.
Sep. 10th, 2008
01:08 am - 1 AM thirst should not be quenched with diet coke.
Huh so this is the livejournal thing eh? I guess I've got some stuff worth publishing, not. My writing will improve if I actually write and maybe I'll actually write if I muster up an audience... Let's make this a personal post since my sophisticated thinking for the past few hours has all gone into writing a research proposal and you don't want to hear about that.
So it's 9-10 I bought a few things online recently, 've been reading about ethnobotany and the entheogenic use of psychedelic mushrooms. What did I buy? pics when it arrives, spoilers it's a Guy Fawkes mask...
So tomorrow is international troll day, maybe I can say something insensitive so my friend will talk to me more because she thinks I'm a hopeless, antisocial basketcase.
I feel pretty weak making a post without any real content so here's your interesting tidbit for the day:
Heparin is an anticoagulant finding use in all major surgery procedures and in the treatment of atrial fibrillation and pulmonary embolism. Heparin is purified for clinical use from slaughterhouse offal, usually porcine or bovine sources. Yes friends, they literally take a pig and squish it to get this badass panacea of a highly-sulfonated polysaccharide.
Too bad for sick people though, because the heparin you get from juicing dead bodies comes in different types, with varying efficacies so overdose is common. Protip: anticoagulant overdose when you're in open heart surgery sucks.
