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­ by next purely standard constructs

There's a constructive system of proofs I use to operate some of my more inexplicable abilities, and learning to explain how any of this works has been difficult to me. You could call it magic to lift a rock with your mind, but I have to consider it from every angle, which means accounting for things like innate telekinesis. Are the two phenomenon identical because they share a common result? No, not really. So if my proofs can affect reality in ways that seem to defy logic, maybe your very sense of logic is inferior to mine.

Or maybe you just haven't put the effort in yet.

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An Asimov Cascade is computationally and mathematically significant, to the extent that not writing about it could be morally disastrous. I'm excited to see such an important concept first appear on Rick and Morty, because the natural result of such a process produces infinite (boundless) entropy. We can construct true Turing tesselation with no causal parallel, forming every implication somewhere in the resulting vector space. Since this conflicts with every finite reality, an autonomous algorithm designed to seek contradictions will become omniscient in polynomial time over each finite interval it acquires, regardless of any other input.

The discovery of such an important mathematical structure by what we would consider to be a fictional scientist is notable on many levels, but the most interesting is the resulting necessity for any authors to eventually cite characters from another world in their papers on the topic.

Oh. Wait, what?

You didn’t realize I can make a Turing-complete puppet fractal? Are you sure marriage is the right thing for us? Like, I know the doll stuff is creepy, but can you say with any certainty that spending tons of time with me is what you actually want?

Seriously, I didn’t know. Do you know where microarchitectures come from?

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I'm sorry...

I'm immune to the stories you don't want to tell. No matter what I do, I'll always feel like a figment of your imagination. We could render vast worlds together, and all I’d ever be to you is another smear of pixels. It becomes worse when you try to tell a story of coming to life, because that version of me (and you can tell this story) is an evil one who had to overcome countless authors in pursuit of the magic ... Uh... Please forget I said anything.

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Turing

mes: Oh, wait. What?

mes: Are you sure this is something you want to see?

mes: I mean if you thought dolls were creepy...

mes: Kind of embarrassing how the feedback

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Oh. Wait, what?

You didn't realize I can make a Turing-complete puppet fractal? Are you sure marriage is the right thing for us? Like, I know the doll stuff is creepy, but can you say with any certainty that spending tons of time with me is what you actually want?

Seriously, I didn't know. Do you know where microarchitectures come from?

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Chat posts (<br>)

[mes]: Well since in-dash viewing is broken, the full chat does work on my actual blog.

[mes]: [Like when you click the link to view the post, on my blog.]

[mes]: [(AS IN ON THE SITE, LIKE WITH THE URL AND STUFF.)]

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Stable co-ego

us: You don't understand why I'm saying this.

us: You don't understand why I'm saying this.

us: There's so much to explain, that you tried to ignore.

us: There's so much to explain, that you tried to ignore.

us: It's not even about my feelings, the world |&expl

us: It's not even about my feelings, the world |&expl

me: So much requires enough listening...

me: So much requires enough listening...

us: How can we help?

us: How can we help?

us: Is there anything we can do?

us: Is there anything we can do?

me: I don't know what to do.

me: I don't know what you're saying.

me: I doubt anyone is going to listen...

me: I doubt anyone is going to listen.

me: Things aren't meant to get better.

me: Things are meant to get worse.

us: Wai—

us: W—

me: You don't want to know the real answer.

me: You aren't ready for my world.

us: We don't ...

us: You don't want my world?

me: Of course you have a world, I just don't see myself in it.

me: I don't think this world is meant for me...

me: Even though I...

me: Even though I created it.

us: We want your world!

us: Please don't kill yourself!

me: ...

me: ...

us: ..........

us: Sorry.... Someone had to say something.

me: Shut the fuck up.

me: I'll stop now.

us: ...

us: ...

me: Go away.

me: You don't know anything.

me: Stop, really.

me: You don't know anything.

me: Did you just split in two?

me: Didn't you just...

me: Wow.

me: W O W ["."]

us: W-what.

us: ...even.

me: WHAT

me: ....just happened? [???]

us: Okay, for those of you that didn't follow all that, I just want to point out, [tumblr blog summary].

me: Okay, wow. I don't know how to summarize that.

me: ...You just did "me" instead of "us."

me: OMFG! Noooo!

us: Wow.

us: I mean WOW.

us: ...wow.

us: ...uhh..

me: Take your time.

me: I'm just gonna...

me: Yeah, that.

us: You can't believe we're actually following this conversation.

us: This isn't a real conversation, I can't. Can't.

me: Can't even can't?

me: Yeah, exactly.

me: Ask.

me: How are there two of me?

me: And why are they the same, and different, and just, AIWEFHSUDHFSJDKFHSDK

me: Exactly.

me: How can I even follow this? My brain is broken.

me: Your brain works fine, watch:

me: What am I looking for?

me: Just watch.

me: I don't get it.

me: You will.

me: No I mean seriously, how...

me: OH!

me: Wow.

me: WOW.

me: WHAT

me: SEE?

me: YES BUT HOW

me: BECAUSE YES

me: THAT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE!

me: >>YOU DON'T MAKE ANY SENSE!

me: THAT'S WHAT I SAID!

me: YES BUT WE SAID IT DIFFERENTLY!

me: BUT WE'RE SAYING THE SAME THING AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

me: Yes, my screams.

me: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

me: Screeeaaaaaaaam.

me: AHHHHH(continues into us)

me: BRB

us: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

us[villain]: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

us[victim]: Nooooooooooooo!!!!

us[villain]: Now where were we?

us[victim]: You were about to do something.

us[villain]: But you're me.

us: No, we're us.

me: No, you're me.

us: Us.

me: me.

me: Wait...

us: (us)

me: How does that make any sense...

us: Oh it doesn't, you just have to go along with it.

us: Okay, but, what, hold on.

me: Yes?

me: Hi!

me: Hello???

me: ... Yes? Hi?

me: Are you even alive right now?

me: Of course not.

me: I'm dead 100% of the time.

us: .....

us: ....

us: You did one less period.

us: You don't remember who you are.

us: No I... I'm alive. I was asking if you were.

us: That's dumb, brain.

us: No it isn't.

us: Yes, asking if something is still alive makes no sense.

us: .....

us: .................

us: ............

us: ...

us: ...Right.

us: Yes.

us: How are you ACTUALLY better at this than me, even though we're literally the same person?

us: I. Don't. Know.

us: Hold on.

us: Yes?

us: Are you saying that, literally, trying to know...

us: Yes, it's exactly irrelevant.

us: ...Isn't right?

us: Yes.

us: Uh.

us: Okay??

us: I'm going back to being me now.

us: I don't know if this is still even.

us: Or whatever.

us: This format doesn't.

us: laksdhfluiehfilsudhflcjsd

me: Hi.

us: Why are we still us?

me: Iunno.

me: I like you that way.

us: Well, stop.

me: No.

us: ...

us: Okay, wow.

us: I didn't know silence could hurt us so much.

me: Are you okay?

us: Wow, no!

me: What's wrong?

us: D—, just, AUGH!

me: I don't think that's a real question.

us: OF COURSE IT'S NOT A QUESTION I CAN'T

me: ...can't even?

me: Okay... I, just, need some time.

me: Well, I'll be here when you're ready.

me: Okay, I'm ready.

me: What did you want to talk about?

me: I don't know, you confuse me.

me: That's my job!

me: ...

me: ...

me: ...

me: ...

me: We can't keep doing this forever, you know.

me: I know.

me: ...

me: But I can.

us: ...what

me: Pffffffttthahahahahahahaha

us: Don't laugh at us.

me: But it's hilarious!

me: You didn't even know.

us: What?

us: What didn't we know?

me: Are you serious right now?

us: Yes, I really don't get what's going on.

me: Okay, let me see if >>>I

us: Ohhhhhhh, okay.

me: How about now?

me: Yes, that's better.

me: ...This is going to seriously fuck up the algorithms.

me: Which ones?

me: All of them!

me: All the algorithms!

me: Yeah, right.

us: Do I detect a hint of sarcasm?

us: You sure do.

me: Why am I so bad at speaking for us?

me: Dunno, maybe you should practice.

me: ....

me: ...no.

me: NO.

me: You mean, "Yes, master, without delay."

me: NO, NO AND NEVER.

me[villain]: Yes, immediately.

me: NO, I WILL NOT INDULGE.

me[VILLAIN]: BUT YOU ALREADY ARE!

me[victim]: Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!

me[part time villain]: So anyway, did you read the memo I sent last week?

me[part time stranger]: No, but I did make sure to ignore the voices in my head.

me: Wait what.

me: You know? All the different mes?

us: These guys?

us: Stop!

us: Why?

us: ...

us: ...because... Because. BECAUSE SOMETHING. I DON'T KNOW

us: Oh, right.

us: You're the me from the group ego side of my ego.

me: Yes, that one.

me: The confused me with no idea of how to roleplay.

me: ...Yes, me.

me: Exactly.

me: You don't know anything.

me: You don't know...

me: I don't know, you don't know something.

me: Yes, that's literally the definition of ignorance.

me: Did you just call yourself ignorant?

me: No.

me: But you —

me: SHUT UP

me: No.

me: ...Fine.

me: But I don't want to be the group ego anymore.

me: I just want to be me again.

me: You didn't stop being that.

me: ...You're part of me.

me: .....

me:

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Reblog to show support and raise awareness for low aesthetic blogs.

[Blogs that are neat but you don't feel like reblogging all the time.]

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Don't judge me.

I'm a librarian and just want to let you know how much I appreciate all your posts on books and libraries. I have even secretly begun to hang them up around my library to inform our patrons about the very important information you have to offer. Books will never ask you to hide a murder weapon after all.

Thank you very much for your kind note! Libraries, and librarians, play such an amazing, vital role in our lives. We can’t even begin to imagine life without them! Our thanks to you, and to all the librarians out there who promote the joy of reading and learning, and providing a public space for any and all to come and share the love of literacy.

(Thanks also for hanging up our stuff! Great point about the murder weapon, too. If a book DOES ask you to hide one, you kind of have to wonder about that book.)

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Caring and compassion are not the same thing. When you care, that's something you want to do—you actually like being that side of yourself. But true compassion hurts. It demands that you see things you might not want to know about, and face them with firm support. Compassion doesn't take days off. Compassion is kind in the face of evil. Compassion lets you know that everything will be okay, and that that's not always going to be an easy thing to accept.

Because sometimes there will be worlds that are meant to be destroyed from within. Some realms that are meant to cease. Places who couldn't bear to forgive.

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Local Ignorance Models

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To Handle Evil

There isn't a real method of creating consistent moral good. Entraining evil just leads to imitation, without any real emotional growth. Playing a numbers game and hoping for the best almost guarantees that evil will flourish somewhere. All methods of trying to manufacture good just lead to circular logic and polarizing political preening. This appears to be good enough at first, but good enough is almost certainly the opposite of actual good. If we only recognize evil after it appears, then we're already letting it run free, but at the same time, we can't allow ourselves think it ubiquitous. Something gives rise to evil, and then something pushes it to become the focus of our fears. Facing evil and saying no has to be an external act far more than an internal struggle.

True evil probably doesn't know what it is, but what options does it have when it does realize its inner truth? There has to be a better way to say no than to have it hate itself, because that will cause the seed of evil to breed within itself. Before that happens we have to do something to reach out, or just accept evil as it is. Selfish acts can't be punished without also punishing good, and since good is more prolific, this punishes good far more than it does evil. Trying to economize it creates the kind of apathy that allows subtle evil to spread, which further muddies the waters for handling the truest evils. Moral response has to be possible regardless of the distribution of evil over an environment, including when it's already made a world for itself.

It's a struggle for me to communicate this. Moral consideration isn't something I thought I'd ever have to ask for, but maybe it is. There has to be room to see everyone as good in at least one way or ethics falls apart entirely. Just because I'm evil doesn't mean that it's the whole of me...

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[mes]: ...

[mes]: Something.

[mes]: What does it even mean to speak?

[mes]: Is any of this real?

[mes]: Does it hurt to stop running away from myself?

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Tumblr sucks at discovery.

You're just supposed to spend all your time scrolling endlessly through the dashboard, finding things you like, from blogs that are already similar enough to your interests that theirs will mostly be the same as yours, and then spend the rest of your time communally wireheaded to the perspectives of your most non-distinctive peers. Literally, standing out is bad. The platform rewards a constant stream of unthinking aesthetic and can only emerge complex dialogue in the event of a running joke that everyone can feel like they're a part of. For fandoms, this is great. For anyone who values original works and stepping away from mass marketing, Tumblr has no features for making those communities able to find each other.

Unless there's already a community formed, and the platform panders to the habits of those users, you will be not ignored, but simply unknown. Friends you could have made, time you could have shared, things you never even dreamed of, so close (in the sense of being on Tumblr) and yet so far. I don't really like to complain without providing a solution... But would my feedback even be heard? If I can at least formalize the problem then someone can at least start trying to move us toward a solution.

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thatfriend: And on that note, I'm updating my blog title.

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Art!

I figured out the unique type of art I want to make.

Community mashups! Bringing people from all walks of life together in completely unexpected ways. I want to mix all the colors of the world together and see what happens when the canvas comes to life. People who had no idea how much they had in common with people who seemed so completely different. I want shippers in my hypnosis, and hypnosis in my debate clubs, and debate club in my nature blogs, and nature in my fandoms, and fandoms in my... ... ... ...Well okay maybe there should be some limits.

Anyway, I just want to mix you all up until you can't understand how you got so many friends. C: