Raining Chaos

Category: Random

  • Timeless Chaos

    What if there was no time, that everything is “now” and anything that happened in the past is an artificial memory, and that this memory is constantly recreating itself at every moment, so that hypothetically a second ago, you could have been an alien on a warpath? But you’d never know because now you’re you and your memories are a construction of who you are now, so that really you could “have” been anything and everything at any given time.

    And dreams are glimpses to what you were, as reality constantly jumps and shifts around. And since everything in your mind is a fabrication, it means the future you want won’t be the same future you want in your next moment, so future loses meaning and ceases to be a concept – it really is just everything all at once, and that’s dealing with no Time.

    So you might ask, where does the memory come from, and how is it constructed? The answer is entropy. For you to exist, you must have a memory to cushion your sense of being, and the possibility of the memory must be plausible, falling back to the saying “the simplest answer is the most likely solution.” If it’s not plausible, then of course your mind wouldn’t comprehend and therefore implode, and what is the simplest answer but the concept of lowest entropy as a stable state.

    And that, my friend, is the essence of chaos.

    The theory works because it’s the exact opposite of a Void, and a Void is what happens on an imbalance towards Good. Chaos is the imbalance towards Evil but it’s essentially the same because instead of nothing happening, everything is happening and the net result is still no change.

    So if you ever wonder what life actually boils down to and why we’re all here, I can only suggest to you, why not?

  • Starcraft II – Wings of Liberty Collector’s Edition

    It took me how long to finally do the photoshoot I wanted to do? So lol, this is horrendously late but whatever, I have to do it now and get it uploaded cause :).

    My signed copy of the box set with awesome sigs. Wheeeee

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  • Shinies + burger

    So it turns out it’s not a good idea to watch a lot of shows with men in shiny suits, because spending money on suits as a hobby turns out to be really, really expensive! It also means I’ve acquired skills that I can’t really use myself. It turns out there are only 85 ways to tie a tie, so I should learn what the shorthand means and memorise them all, not.

    So here’s a shiny dump plus a gigantic burger called the Big Moo from Moo Burgers. I wish I had better lighting but THIS IS ALL YOU GET.

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  • Made with Real, Love and Violent

    La Syndra – Made with Real, Love and Violent

    Sounds like a great clothing brand! Ristrel, Reine, wear La Syndra. In fact that is such a good idea, I’ll make it! Or some variation thereof. Yeah.

    “Food can taste ‘photoshopped’ when it’s not made with real, love and violent”

    Best way to describe overprocessed or bad takeaway food. Yesssssss’

    I love terrible Engrish taglines, because I am just so good at making them.

    Also for the world of memes, an obscure in joke that in good time, will be but a distant memory, its meaning transformed from what it was into an epic story of monsters and war: “LIME HARVESTER? THEY’RE FOR GOING BACK IN TIME TO FETCH BUTTER OFF TREES”

    That is all!

    Random post is random

    GOOD NIGHT

  • Linkin Park – Living Things concert

    So on my bucket list, not that I have an actual bucket list, but just fun things I should do, there is of course, going to a concert.

    My ears are still ringing.

    I almost lost my voice.

    I was borderline dehydrated.

    But wow it was a lot of fun and made me feel young again 🙂

    I personally think Linkin Park is fun, so I regretted not going in 2010. I certainly wasn’t going to make that mistake again! And I’d want to go to their future concerts now. It was great and the crowd was nicer than I thought. Plus, by being in the second “row” from the front on the floor, I got full view of their awesomeness. Plus, the people at the front squirted free water! I didn’t bother getting any but of course, me being me, I did get a bit woozy from dehydration, but that was minor and I think like a rat, so all was good.

    They played a mixture of all their albums and I just wished I went to their Meet and Greet – I will be sure to do so next time! They sound so different, I almost didn’t recognise their voices! But then again I’m silly like that. My camera fared better than I thought, so a lot will now be picture spam with varying degrees of blur!

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  • Another dream, another mystery

    So I’ve been reading back on my past blogs and it turns out I blog about my dreams! I figured this one is blog worthy too.

    It all started when a bunch of friends and myself were asked to save the world from a big evil doom (not sure if those last three words strung together make sense). As my weapon, I took my violin bow. Not the violin, just the bow. If I waved it around, then it became deadly somehow, except that I didn’t tighten my bow because apparently it had to be left loose, but then all my waving and whacking it about caused the hairs/strands to come loose, so then I started to tighten it.

    During all this, we had to catch numerous buses and trains to where we needed to go. Luckily, one of my friends offered me a new bow that I could use, turns out she had an electric violin she didn’t use. Eventually after a lot of travel we ended up on a giant mansion-like building. In my dream the word mansion didn’t pop up – just a big house of sorts. We split up to try and find the bad guys, and for some reason I no longer had my bow.

    Unlike most other “save the world” dreams, I didn’t have invisibility in this one. It was instead replaced with the ability to shapeshift – very rare for me to experience this! I could also walk through some walls, mostly glass window things though. Anyway, so I looked out of a window of this house and saw a black cat with these bright yellow eyes meowing really loudly at me. I then figured I should trick this cat, so I morphed into a black cat, walked through the window and onto the wall that the cat was on. I started pawing at this purple flower thing, and that caught the other cat’s interest. I knew that this flower was poisonous to cats but not to me, so I nibbled on a bit of it, which lead the cat to eat some too, and I must have psychically forced it to eat a bit cause then it died. And my only thought after that was “ok, now that Meowth is dead, what will Pokemon do with the series and Team Rocket???”

    With the cat gone, we could now explore the rest of the house. I had two people with me and we were wondering how to defeat the bad guy. The bad guy was actually in a room that was down some stairs. He was totally calm but you could tell he knew exactly what was going on. He was in fact performing on some musical instrument to half a room of audience, and we knew that they were his henchmen. So with only three of us and about thirty of them, what were we going to do?

    Sadly, that’s where my memory of my dream ended. I’m sure I never dreamed the ending either, so it will continue to be a mystery.

    In other thoughts, I should create myself an “IRSC” card – which would stand for “Irresponsible service of caffeine” which would allow me to overdose myself on coffee 🙂

  • Living the radelaide

    So work has called me to Adelaide, to like, do things and stuff, including eat, cook and explore. Oh, and actually work.

    But during non work hours it turns out I really don’t have time to work on the story that will never end. Instead I’m constantly debating where and what to eat, which cafes to go to, and whether I can find enough food to cook up something and somehow save money.

    So my experiment has been living without “sugar” (have honey and agave syrup instead), making wholemeal spelt pancakes and messing with other things, such as undercooking fish 🙂

    Here are some of the things I’ve done. I wish I had a nice picture of some food from a cafe called A Mothers Milk – they make some amazing baked eggs mmmmmmmmm but instead all I’ve got is a very bad shot from the outside:

     

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    Pourover is so zen!

  • FTL: I won the game!

    So I’ve been playing this game called FTL: Faster Than Light and it’s very fun! Very frustrating and I totally hate it at times, but I like the fact that I can make a boat collection because I like collecting things.

    I finally won! Without even trying to beat the boss cause I was after the “collecting every system + subsystem” achievement. And also contrary to the screenshot I beated it on normal 🙂 Now my entire body hurts from freaking out.

    I really need to buy a good grinder + scales + thermometer + aero/V60

  • There is no life after death, only death

    I love my dreams because they are awesome.

    Last last night I had a dream that I died found out what lies on the other side – another death! Muahahahahaha. I am amazing when it comes to not waking up when dying in a dream.

    Anyway, so the whole story was: I was just doing my own thing when one day this evil gang-thing started targeting me and trying to make me do their bidding. I refused to listen to them and continued to do my own thing, which made them angrier. So then they made threats against my friends and family, so I decided to go to my manager at work and let him know and he was all like, “don’t worry, we’ll protect you!” but I was very skeptical. In the end it didn’t work because the evil people laced food with cyanide and fed it to my friends.

    For some reason I decided that because of this I would also eat some cyanide ham, because if I died then they wouldn’t be able to bend me to their will. Or whatever. Then the evil people freaked out, telling me to stop eating it as it wasn’t part of the plan, but I refused. Eventually I started feeling terrible, with a sore throat and that’s when I knew I was dying. It was uncomfortable but then I got used to it and accepted my fate. Once I actually died, lo and behold, I was in some unknown location with some unknown person. I was very confused, so the person next to me explained that I was now dead, and that what now happens is that I get to “live out being dead” for another 4 years, but each of the year was the equivalent of 12 years… so technically I had 48 years before I would die again.

    So I wandered around a bit wasting time, when all of a sudden I get a text message asking me to go to work for an hour because there was a meeting I had to attend. But this was on my day off, so I’m not sure why it was so important for me to go. Plus I figured that I could just get an extra day of bereavement leave, since technically I qualified for it since I was grieving my own death. Totally.

    I think this dream was so much more interesting and action packed than the other dream I had back in August 2004 sometime when I was in a palace with red carpet and walls and golden pillars, and some guy in a white suit shot me with a really really shiny silver gun. That’s how I died, but then I floated away as a spirit and watched my body fall over. And then I ended up attending my own funeral because I was somehow still alive but mourning my death.

    Yes, I am in love with my brain.

    🙂