Monday, November 11, 2002

If I can compartmentalize elements of my life, they will become more effortless. My car is now an organized little haven, with not one but two visor organizers, a back of the seat organizer, and trunk organizer. 11:43:59 PM

Sometimes I think I am the saviour of the partially or uninitiated masses of technology users. Other times I feel like the head idiot, drumming away at the start of the parade of fools. This last month has been love and despair and desperation and addiction and obsession and exhiliration and ennui, all to the glow of a cathode ray tube, maybe telling me thoughts, definitely sublimating some element of disconnect between my cortex and cerebellum, something that maybe will only be resolved after thousands of years of evolution. I was at first shocked and dismayed to find how beyond intermediate technology computers are, but I imagine the paradigm shift from blunt rock to sharp rock was equally jarring. While I can't explain it anymore, I learned how to derive the theory of relativity in high school. I imagine someday maybe school children will learn how to manipulate the frequency of their computers using the electrical charges unique to their bodies. Hell, I imagine that data may become totally portable, stored like digital dander dna in our own electromagnetic fields, the security systems in place being our own direct will - the network, the ether. That's I think where Tessla had it mostly wrong - the ultimate way to transfer power wirelessly are not electroconducting towers firing lighting into the sky, but electron by electron, born by charged (willing) human beings, with some centralized repeaters. All a precursor, I think, to the idea of human's learning how to ride the collective conciousness telepathically, learned, maybe backwards, through technology. Right now, my thoughts are like a million meme march, all lined up at the podium on the mall, waiting to talk to the one or two casual lunch goers eating their Dannon yogurts, sitting on the edge of the reflecting pool. This I think is true. That the true importance of open source is not the coding itself, but the economics of value. Once we divest ourselves of monetary measures of value attached to scarcity or monopoly or marketing and towards a gift economy, where exchanges are made based on true value, we may move towards vibrating ourselves into trancendence, just like the Celestine Prophecy predicts. Or at least move towards a world driven by expansive evolutionary forces, rather than the iterative short brutish world of today, with fresher fruit (for some) in the grocery store aisle, the same feudal lords ruling outside. This is also true. Don't ever ever let someone on another continent, or even another time zone, walk you through fdisking your computer. 1:27:39 AM