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10081
« on: October 26, 2014, 01:52:16 PM »
The body is equally as important as the mind. It's a vessel. But the two are necessary. And I'll tell you why in a bit. The mind influences the body. The body influences the mind. But, first, things to do. I'll be back.
Lawdy, I think a stray [/quot.e] has messed that up <.<
It would appear to be from mine too.
But no worries, take your time.
This is where again, my point about whether the mind or the body is the source of your self. Yes the body plays a role in it, but the mind is what I view as most important. If I do not alter my brain, I don't replace my empathic centres or slice out parts of my prefrontal cortex in the process of replacing my limbs and my internal organs then there will not be an alteration to how I view the world. It might change for others, but the only comparable we currently have is those who have lost their limbs to trauma and not given them up willingly.
Righto. Just finished breakfast. I can write my musings but I don't have time for all this conjecture. So this'll be it for today. Saddle up, cause it might get a little TLDR. So, from my point of view, here's why the body is as equally as important as the mind. From my own experiences. I can't properly describe it all, so I'm going to focus on one thing. As you know, a little while back, I walked out of a coma. And I'm still healing. But a few days ago, I started work again. So, it is here, that I'm going to talk about my lungs. When I first stepped back into work, the sensation was incredible. I was tired. Fatigued. Easily knocked out of breathe. Even now, it still hurts to breathe somewhat, the expansions and contractions of my lungs burn. Every breath I took was hard. But it all came flowing back, through muscle memory. That pain from pushing too much and straining something. And then it vanished, because I entered the usual work state of mind that comes with physical labour. An off switch of sorts. But an on switch as well. Through every breath of mine, that pain, that struggle and need to get more air and at the same time, the feeling of cold air going down them, relaxing and sharp, woke me up. Reminded me of where I was and what I was doing. Why I was doing it. And I woke up to more. The sun on my skin. The rain. The wind. The dirt on my hands. The ache in my legs and arms. The pain, and the return to something familiar, sparked something in me. And for a few short days, I was genuinely happier than I have been in a very, very long time. My days were polarised, light and dark at the same time. A sense of balance, one side couldn't overtake the other. While I was refreshed, and so very alive, it wasn't a magic off switch for what hangs on my shoulders. Until fall leaves, this weight that sits on me and feeds my own depression will stay. The past few days have been incredibly rough on me. And I've been a right mess of a state. But, if I didn't go through what I said above, my head wouldn't be in the state it is now. I would have fallen further, and harder. Because as I breath right now, I'm reminded. Reminded of everything. All those feelings, good and bad. Tension in broken muscles. Bones that ache, stiff limbs that refuse to move. The sun, the wind, the rain, and the earth. My heart, which has the docs worried because it was weak at birth, and has a lot of strain on it. I stop, and I listen to it. And it changes my thoughts. Directs them away from what's eating me. Gives a spark, a simple little candle light in the dark to lead me along to safety. Without that base, that ancor that is my body, that earthly, ground bound construct that is not perfect, but functions the best that it can, my head would be elsewhere right now. Far, far gone. Without a base to come back to, everything falls apart.
10082
« on: October 26, 2014, 01:04:45 PM »
I'm going to do the infamous quote snipping thing, not as it's an argument but because it's better to address each point distinctly <.<
Okay. Let's just sit down a minute here. I knew this was going to lure you of all people here. So let's get down to brass tacks. Heh of course >.>
Look at your body. What is it? It's the result of a very, very long line of evolution. A process that's slowly been perfected to the best that it can be made over a very long period of slow, gradual, natural adjustments. The first part is correct, but humans are far from perfect. There are things to consider, bodies grow old and decay over time, your joints wear out and your eyesight will fail. We can use medicine to treat them but it doesn't fix the underlying flaw of natural biology. You could argue that machines fail and decay but at a slower rate, and that's what I would seek. The durability of robotics and the replace-ability of robotics supersedes that of organics.
But, what is the most important thing that you're missing here, is that your body clings to life. It fights for survival. Every part of you will fight to the bitter end to keep going. Part of it is a natural, ingrained survival instinct. The other part, is less grounded. But still holds merit. Here I would make the distinction of how I value my gestalt.
The body is a vessel to house the mind, very little more. If there is no mind or sentience there then it is simply a shell, lower than that of a basic animal which exists solely for the purpose of continuing it's existence and lineage. The mind however, is so much more. The gift of sentience is to be treasured and prolonged as much as it can be, if that means replacing the organics of the vessel with inorganics then I'm quite at peace with that.
We fight to survive. To keep going. And that means, that life, the life we hold, is important. Because if it wasn't, why would we fight so hard to keep it? Of course, and the reason I would replace organics with robotics is simple to continue that fight against death. As I said, I support synthetic implants for those who need them. Of course, and some day I will eventually need them. I just see it as preferable to increase my durability so to speak beforehand to minimise the risk of dying before then. But you know what that drive of yours tells me? That want to remove something of yours that isn't broken?
You would abuse it. And so would others. Not only that, but, I believe we're thousands of years off from even understanding how our own bodies truly work. Let alone perfectly replicating them into a synthetic counterpart. Others perhaps, but certainly not I. I wholeheartedly value life and the machine, the Techpriest thing might be a joke but it's not entirely that far removed from how I view technology. If I was gifted with robotics, it would be abhorrent in my mind to abuse them as such. Yes they can be replaced, but the attachment to them would be the same as to my own organic body. You don't treat the vessel poorly because it is simply a vessel, because that risks damaging the contents. So, I pose my wager to you.
What happens, when you take away what you have, that already functions well on it's own? What happens, when you replace it with something that functions better, but lacks the spark and the feeling that only a hand, or an arm will ever provide?
You lose control. You lose feeling. What happens to those that lose that feeling? Suicide. Depression. Psychotic tendancies emerge. It is here that I would point to the rapid advances in robotics and bionics where you are able to feel with a robotic hand as if it were your own. And we are still stumbling around in the dark at the moment in terms of the field of possibilities. There is also the fable (wrong word but still) about the broom. If you have a broom and it is formed of two parts, the handle and the brush you have a broom. Say one day the handle breaks, so you replace it. Is it still a broom? Yes. Is it the same as the original broom? Partially. Then the next day, the brush breaks. So you replace it. Is it still a broom? Yes. Is it at all related to the original broom? At this point it isn't. However, this fable doesn't account for the mind. If the broom had a sentience that was as a composite of it's physical form and you did the same thing, the sentience wouldn't be gone but the physical form would be different. The point I'm getting at is that gradually replacing parts of your physical form with robotics doesn't detract from your humanity, which I personally view as being held inside your head. (Brain to be specific). The more you remove from yourself, the more detached you become from the reality around you. Your empathy, your feelings, will degrade because that ancient, primal force in your original body is gone. Your survival instinct, the will to survive another day, vanishes. This is where again, my point about whether the mind or the body is the source of your self. Yes the body plays a role in it, but the mind is what I view as most important. If I do not alter my brain, I don't replace my empathic centres or slice out parts of my prefrontal cortex in the process of replacing my limbs and my internal organs then there will not be an alteration to how I view the world. It might change for others, but the only comparable we currently have is those who have lost their limbs to trauma and not given them up willingly. If you ask someone with an artificial heart whether or not having an artificial heart makes them less human, they would probably be offended but their answer would still be No <.< And when that happens, every door is open to all the darkest things that lurk in our heads. I've already had the misfortune of fighting pandora's box, but I won. It certainly changed me, but even then I don't have that same locked door in my head now, as I've already had to kick the door down and start slaying the monsters >.> (That's simply a colourful metaphor for defeating mental illness, but I'm sure you already know that) So, unless you can create a body part, that can perfectly replicate every single feeling in a finger for example, the tension of skin and muscle, the sting or feel of touch or pain, the ache when moved too far, the tiredness of tendons having to much strain on them, and everything else that you feel, then all I have to say is.
I put my faith in science to do so, they are already able to provide touch sensations to artificial limbs so I would expect that in the time it will take me to save up the money for such augmentations it will be refined to the point where it is almost indistinguishable. Your move.
Heh, and now it is yours <.< [/quote] The body is equally as important as the mind. It's a vessel. But the two are necessary. And I'll tell you why in a bit. The mind influences the body. The body influences the mind. But, first, things to do. I'll be back.
10083
« on: October 26, 2014, 12:57:05 PM »
Relax Jim. I'm sure Sandtrap meant no slight.
Okay. Let's just sit down a minute here. I knew this was going to lure you of all people here.
"And that's when the attack comes, not from the front, but from the side.
One Goji, you didn't even know was there."
XD
Look at your body. What is it? It's the result of a very, very long line of evolution. A process that's slowly been perfected to the best that it can be made over a very long period of slow, gradual, natural adjustments.
It's hardly the best that it can be made. As you've said it, our bodies are products of evolution. i.e. mutations, changes which are seeded based on positive reaction to environmental stimuli.
But still holds merit.
What holds merit?
We fight to survive. To keep going. And that means, that life, the life we hold, is important.
Why? I know you explain it in the next line, but that's basically begging the question.
Why is it important? Are you referring to intrinsic importance? Extrinsic? Who is the observer to create valuation of importance here?
Because if it wasn't, why would we fight so hard to keep it?
Appeal to nature here. All appeals to nature like this can easily be defeated by, well, other appeals to nature: what if the logical endpoint of evolution is to get to a point where a species is intelligent enough to create synthetic replacements?
Answer: You can't operate on one hypothetical without looking at the other.
You would abuse it.
I would say that "abuse" of it wouldn't be a bad thing.
Let alone perfectly replicating them into a synthetic counterpart.
Replication isn't the purpose- revision is.
What happens, when you take away what you have, that already functions well on it's own? What happens, when you replace it with something that functions better, but lacks the spark and the feeling that only a hand, or an arm will ever provide?
You negate the problems of associated with flesh. You upgrade your body. And you upgrade your mind.
You lose control. You lose feeling.
Erm... you do realize that feelings are simply neurotransmitters traveling through axons throughout your body and registering electrical impulses right? And that prosthetic arms are being developed which can perfectly replicate the sensation of touch as well, correct? If you truly want feeling, it can still be done with cybernetics.
Your survival instinct, the will to survive another day, vanishes.
And perhaps we can replace it with something better. Something more cerebral.
And when that happens, every door is open to all the darkest things that lurk in our heads.
I'm ready.
Then again, I'm super crazy supportive when it comes to synthetics/AI/H+ movements in general.
The point to be made here is, when you look at the current state of the world, we aren't ready to start lobbing off body parts and replacing them. Even today, our technology is moving faster than we are. It's accelerating faster than we can naturally evolve. And that's the point. If we try to run before we walk, we're going to fall on our asses. By the time something as fine tuned as cybernetics comes out at the level I mention, we'll be thousands of years behind them in terms of brain capacity to handle what comes with them.
10084
« on: October 26, 2014, 12:50:36 PM »
So we're not allowed to single out other users, right? Mock them or anything? Because you're an idiot. Like, have you ever had any experience with any US Servicemen or the military at all? It is one of the greatest celebrations of diversity ever. Did you cook this entire thread up in five minutes. Because it's nearly incoherent. The US military has made greater strides towards accepting minorities of race, gender, and sex than any other non-special interest group in America. This has not always been the case prior to the 90's but it is now.
You are correct in aspect. US servicemen are indoctrinated. We are, it's part of our training. But we are not indoctrinated in the combative sense that you are implying we are indoctrinated in the denotative sense of the word as exampled in this Merriam Webster's definition. Definition 1. Then with partisan support of our government. Though, very few ever join the armed forces without already a strong conviction in the principles this nation was founded on.
Main Entry: in·doc·tri·nate 
Pronunciation: \in-ˈdäk-trə-ˌnāt\
transitive verb
1 : to instruct especially in fundamentals or rudiments : teach 2 : to imbue with a usually partisan or sectarian opinion, point of view, or principle
What makes you think that a "military soldier" doesn't think for themselves? What gave you that impression? Was it an ignorance of the training we receive? Indoctrination to immediately respond to a scenario without having to think about it. A gut reflex that saves lives on the battlefield. What makes you think that becoming an armed servicemen erases your personality and leads you to blindly accept what your told?
I don't even care about fucking cybernetics, I care about the lackadaisical way in which you portray my brother's in arms. A complete and total disregard for the humanity in each American that wears a uniform. You may not even realize how it looks to me and you probably think I'm overreacting but if I'm going to die for you, I'd rather you didn't disrespect me for no reason other than some half-cocked bullshit thread about cybernetics that follows no logical thought pattern.
I never said anything of the sort. Never said that a soldier is not a person. A soldier is a person, in every sense of things. You know that fellow that got shot in Ottawa earlier in the week? He was a person.
But it doesn't change the fact, that in order to do their job, soldiers need to be conditioned. I never said that every soldier was just a point and shoot wind up toy. But, think about it. A job like the military attracts those sorts of people. Personalities match the job that best suits them right?
When I wrote this, I was thinking of the people out there who are, and do act as wind up constructs. But, I am aware that its a foolish generalization to hold. I watched soldiers protest the recent wars and events related to america, about shipping them off to countries where they weren't needed.
I respect the job and the people who take it up, because it's sadly, an uglier part of our world, and a necessary one at that.
I apologize. I read generalizations and implications in your text that you most definitely did not mean. I see that now. And I apologize if my rash behavior offended you.
No apology needed. I didn't account for missing pieces.
10085
« on: October 26, 2014, 12:45:31 PM »
So we're not allowed to single out other users, right? Mock them or anything? Because you're an idiot. Like, have you ever had any experience with any US Servicemen or the military at all? It is one of the greatest celebrations of diversity ever. Did you cook this entire thread up in five minutes. Because it's nearly incoherent. The US military has made greater strides towards accepting minorities of race, gender, and sex than any other non-special interest group in America. This has not always been the case prior to the 90's but it is now.
You are correct in aspect. US servicemen are indoctrinated. We are, it's part of our training. But we are not indoctrinated in the combative sense that you are implying we are indoctrinated in the denotative sense of the word as exampled in this Merriam Webster's definition. Definition 1. Then with partisan support of our government. Though, very few ever join the armed forces without already a strong conviction in the principles this nation was founded on.
Main Entry: in·doc·tri·nate 
Pronunciation: \in-ˈdäk-trə-ˌnāt\
transitive verb
1 : to instruct especially in fundamentals or rudiments : teach 2 : to imbue with a usually partisan or sectarian opinion, point of view, or principle
What makes you think that a "military soldier" doesn't think for themselves? What gave you that impression? Was it an ignorance of the training we receive? Indoctrination to immediately respond to a scenario without having to think about it. A gut reflex that saves lives on the battlefield. What makes you think that becoming an armed servicemen erases your personality and leads you to blindly accept what your told?
I don't even care about fucking cybernetics, I care about the lackadaisical way in which you portray my brother's in arms. A complete and total disregard for the humanity in each American that wears a uniform. You may not even realize how it looks to me and you probably think I'm overreacting but if I'm going to die for you, I'd rather you didn't disrespect me for no reason other than some half-cocked bullshit thread about cybernetics that follows no logical thought pattern.
I never said anything of the sort. Never said that a soldier is not a person. A soldier is a person, in every sense of things. You know that fellow that got shot in Ottawa earlier in the week? He was a person. But it doesn't change the fact, that in order to do their job, soldiers need to be conditioned. I never said that every soldier was just a point and shoot wind up toy. But, think about it. A job like the military attracts those sorts of people. Personalities match the job that best suits them right? When I wrote this, I was thinking of the people out there who are, and do act as wind up constructs. But, I am aware that its a foolish generalization to hold. I watched soldiers protest the recent wars and events related to america, about shipping them off to countries where they weren't needed. I respect the job and the people who take it up, because it's sadly, an uglier part of our world, and a necessary one at that. You know all the recent stigmas against cops? I treat it the same way as I do soldiers. There are good people. And there are bad. Some join for the wrong reasons. And all it takes is one bad apple to ruin the image of those who are genuine. Believe me, I know that soldiers are people too. But you're fooling yourself if you don't think there's issues and corruption in the background.
10086
« on: October 26, 2014, 12:27:36 PM »
When I'm not surrounding myself in self inflicted constructs of sadness I suppose I can be half decent. Couple days ago I helped set up a huge burn furnace. Lifted the damn thing up to a sitting position, pissed around with the chimney and climbed up top to set everything up. And I did it for free. Even fell off the damn thing when I tried to get down and fucked one of my legs a bit. Didn't bitch about it though.
Most folks around here, and in general, don't do that sort of thing these days. I am pathetic in my self created twists and turns of sadness that I can't seem to get a hold of, and yet, not pathetic because I only seek to make things the best I can, wherever I can.
Buddy you need to be more happy.
When I get the chance sometime I'm flying out there and we're gonna play some ice hockey together. 
Don't sk8 m8. Born and raised in BC off the coast. No ice there. And, I ain't a sporty person.
10087
« on: October 26, 2014, 12:22:35 PM »
Hell, If I was offered the chance to hack off a limb and replace it with cybernetics then I'd gladly take it <.<
Then you're making a mistake.
I would strongly disagree >.>
Okay. Let's just sit down a minute here. I knew this was going to lure you of all people here. So let's get down to brass tacks. Look at your body. What is it? It's the result of a very, very long line of evolution. A process that's slowly been perfected to the best that it can be made over a very long period of slow, gradual, natural adjustments. But, what is the most important thing that you're missing here, is that your body clings to life. It fights for survival. Every part of you will fight to the bitter end to keep going. Part of it is a natural, ingrained survival instinct. The other part, is less grounded. But still holds merit. We fight to survive. To keep going. And that means, that life, the life we hold, is important. Because if it wasn't, why would we fight so hard to keep it? As I said, I support synthetic implants for those who need them. But you know what that drive of yours tells me? That want to remove something of yours that isn't broken? You would abuse it. And so would others. Not only that, but, I believe we're thousands of years off from even understanding how our own bodies truly work. Let alone perfectly replicating them into a synthetic counterpart. So, I pose my wager to you. What happens, when you take away what you have, that already functions well on it's own? What happens, when you replace it with something that functions better, but lacks the spark and the feeling that only a hand, or an arm will ever provide? You lose control. You lose feeling. What happens to those that lose that feeling? Suicide. Depression. Psychotic tendancies emerge. The more you remove from yourself, the more detached you become from the reality around you. Your empathy, your feelings, will degrade because that ancient, primal force in your original body is gone. Your survival instinct, the will to survive another day, vanishes. And when that happens, every door is open to all the darkest things that lurk in our heads. So, unless you can create a body part, that can perfectly replicate every single feeling in a finger for example, the tension of skin and muscle, the sting or feel of touch or pain, the ache when moved too far, the tiredness of tendons having to much strain on them, and everything else that you feel, then all I have to say is. Your move.
10088
« on: October 26, 2014, 12:08:47 PM »
Hell, If I was offered the chance to hack off a limb and replace it with cybernetics then I'd gladly take it <.<
Then you're making a mistake.
10089
« on: October 26, 2014, 12:08:28 PM »
Just a quick question. Would you like this in Serious? =/
I didn't put it in serious because it's a simple idea and discussion. There is no news coverage here, nothing of any real importance. Just a simple idea. Thoughts and musings have no place in the serious board if they don't have a base to go off of. Plus, the serious board is ded surprise big not.
10090
« on: October 26, 2014, 12:03:17 PM »
Just doing some thinking here. So, no doubt, some of you folks here can see where the threads lead correct? The strings pull and tug towards a future in synthetic body parts. It'll start slow at first. Medical reasons first. The military. And then, finally, when the practice is refined to an art, it'll go mainstream.
Now, I don't oppose the implementation of synthetic replacements for those who have lost something. But, let's just stop, and think about things for a moment here. Take an average military soldier right now, and let's say you sit him down, and say, "We can surgically remove a body part of yours, and replace it with a machine that will outperform what your old limb could do."
The soldier would take it. Without question. But there's an irony in all this. Soldiers are indoctrinated to a degree. And they have to be. Because their sole purpose exists to be a defender, and an offender. And on both fronts, life must be taken.
In order to maximize this potential, a soldier needs to be close-minded. Less likely to question the who and why, and instead, ask when and where the fight is. As such, the military is not a place for those who are different. In the past, and the future. Blacks. Gays. Women. Trans-gendered.
But, I want to take one of these particular groups. Trans-gendered. When you break things down on a simple level, who is a tran-gendered person? Somebody, in most cases, who has gone through some body modification to match what they feel fits them as a person.
Very much like tattoos, and piercings, and other body modifications. That's all it is really. And yet, for some reason, it holds such stigma against it. Now, here's where we get to the really, really good part.
Remember this soldier I talked about earlier? Imagine it.
He'd be willing to hack off a perfectly functioning body part, something that's not broken in any regard, and replace it. Body modification.
My point to all this stands now, that I think it'll be a pretty fucking sad day when our soldiers would be willing to hack off bits of themselves and replace them with copies consisting of soulless metal and wire. And yet, they would likely still continue to hate trans-gendered folks.
No better of an example of not sitting down, and looking in a mirror I believe.
10091
« on: October 26, 2014, 11:44:04 AM »
When I'm not surrounding myself in self inflicted constructs of sadness I suppose I can be half decent. Couple days ago I helped set up a huge burn furnace. Lifted the damn thing up to a sitting position, pissed around with the chimney and climbed up top to set everything up. And I did it for free. Even fell off the damn thing when I tried to get down and fucked one of my legs a bit. Didn't bitch about it though.
Most folks around here, and in general, don't do that sort of thing these days. I am pathetic in my self created twists and turns of sadness that I can't seem to get a hold of, and yet, not pathetic because I only seek to make things the best I can, wherever I can.
10092
« on: October 26, 2014, 10:01:34 AM »
Used to hold a picture of something out of Japanese mythology I believe. Turned into snake lady. Likes spiders and reptilian based critters. Held disliking of the military. Disliked by a lot of people but I could never directly say I had any beef with you.
10093
« on: October 25, 2014, 10:02:30 PM »
It's just an animal, who cares?
It's not the animal. It's the life. You know what life is, right? It's an experience. It's a gift. You should care. Because for all you know, your time here is all you have. I appreciate life, because I've seen it taken. I've almost had it ripped from me, more than once. And now, I've taken it. Your body fights infections, fights pain, pushes you to seek safety when you are hurt. Why? Because it wants to survive. It wants to cling to life for as long as it can. And that means, that if your body fights so hard to cling to life, to keep you going, then you should care. You should care, about any life you take. It doesn't matter how small or big. I'm not saying killing can be avoided. Fuck sakes, that's the reason I made this thread. But you should understand when you kill something, that you've taken something you can never give back. And you should be respectful, and thankful for that sacrifice. Tell me, you have a dog? A cat?
10094
« on: October 25, 2014, 07:16:55 PM »
If there is ever a zombie apocalypse I'm moving to Canada.
Obligatory "My dog ran away three days ago and I can still see him" joke. In this case, it's so flat that you can see the zombies coming.
10095
« on: October 25, 2014, 11:13:34 AM »
Fuck sakes. I don't know what I'm supposed to do today. No work at the moment. I feel sick to my stomach about all this. And I'm trying to find something to do. Trying to start something. Anything. And it's just like yesterday. Stonewalled at every fucking corner and given the middle finger to progress or success. Fuck it.
Fuck it all to hell. I'm done playing these fucking days like a maze of traps. Sick of this stupid shit, sick and fucking tired of having to do everything I do alone. Fuck this day. And fuck everything else along with it. I'll see you folks on the other side of things, if there is anything remotely nice to be found at the end of this fucking road today.
10096
« on: October 25, 2014, 10:53:31 AM »
Can't help ya. I woke up this morning, and I feel sick to my stomach. And, I don't know what I'm going to do today. Anything I've tried has just given me the middle finger to progress. I'd just like to do something, anything to occupy myself other than this. And nothing seems to want to go right.
10097
« on: October 25, 2014, 10:28:20 AM »
BOOMER!
10098
« on: October 25, 2014, 10:17:38 AM »
Patrolling the Canadian Wasteland makes you wish for American Winter.
Lol. Merican winters. When winter comes, and that'll be any day now, I'll show you folks what winter is.
So how thick are Canadian hides are?
There were still people outside on a -55 day. In fact I worked on one of those days. With the windchill it was bumped up to -65. That comes to -85F.
10099
« on: October 25, 2014, 10:15:29 AM »
Patrolling the Canadian Wasteland makes you wish for American Winter.
Lol. Merican winters. When winter comes, and that'll be any day now, I'll show you folks what winter is.
*sigh*
I want real Canadian winters. :L
We don't get that here in Toronto...
Found some old pics from a couple years ago. Not the best, but if we get the type of weather I'm hoping for, I'll show you folks something else.
10100
« on: October 25, 2014, 10:04:58 AM »
Patrolling the Canadian Wasteland makes you wish for American Winter.
Lol. Merican winters. When winter comes, and that'll be any day now, I'll show you folks what winter is.
10101
« on: October 25, 2014, 09:35:21 AM »
Remember. Keep the knife straight so your bread slices don't get lopsided and thick on one side.
10102
« on: October 25, 2014, 09:24:07 AM »
Link to first picture thread:http://sep7agon.net/index.php?topic=8355.msg184429#msg184429So, took some more pictures yesterday as I traveled to and from work. You folks wanna see some interesting light and dark contrasts? I tried to get a shot in the evening but the sun goes quickly, and I missed the best part of it. But even still, I got something somewhat nice. Edit: The results of my vain attempts to do something today. Pretty pictures of fields. And a lake. Looks like I missed all the coloured leaves at the lake. Last day of sunshine before the bad shit rolls in I hear.
10103
« on: October 25, 2014, 09:16:03 AM »
Just a warning Sandtrap, if Kiyo sees this she is going to attack you for killing an animal. She believes animals, humans included, should be tortured instead of killed if they are suffering.
She won't have to do much. I'm already in a shitty way all of my own construct. But supposed harrassment? 90% of my life was this. There isn't much that can be said that would upset me. The only one who can upset me, is me.
Why does everyone here get so..... emo?
If you've been watching, you'll notice that a fair percentage of people in the world today have woes and problems. And a lot of them are unhappy about them. I just spin words differently is all. Where someone would say, "I feel like shit," I'd do it a little differently.
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« on: October 25, 2014, 09:10:27 AM »
Sounds horrible man, you okay?
I had a bad day. No, I can't even call it bad at this point. Mildly irritating, frustrating. I was tired, the day was one stupid holdup and failure after another with no progress made on my respective job. And then I went home. And of all the people to drive down the road, at night, it had to be me. And I fucking tried to help, and I only made it worse, if only briefly. I can't stop replaying it because I watched it all. I used my eyes and I still fucking missed. I've seen them before. Hell, I dragged one off the road a couple days ago so people wouldn't keep running it over. But this? No. I feel like a sack of shit.
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« on: October 25, 2014, 02:21:36 AM »
Just a warning Sandtrap, if Kiyo sees this she is going to attack you for killing an animal. She believes animals, humans included, should be tortured instead of killed if they are suffering.
She won't have to do much. I'm already in a shitty way all of my own construct. But supposed harrassment? 90% of my life was this. There isn't much that can be said that would upset me. The only one who can upset me, is me.
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« on: October 25, 2014, 02:16:17 AM »
You're strange.
If you're insinuating that I'm strange because I realize the value of life and seek no harm to any that hold it, then perhaps you are strange in not realizing the importance of it.
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« on: October 25, 2014, 01:50:36 AM »
Deer don't die easy.
You can get a clean shot with a .7mm, destroying the lungs and heart, and they'll still run for a mile.
Sad situation, but its the nature of things. Guess it'd pay to have grown up hunting in that situation since you'd be a bit more desensitized to that type of stuff. But yeah if you've never killed anything before then that'd be a bit rough on ya.
I don't believe in killing anything unless necessary. But I believe, if you've got to do it, then make it fair. Make it quick. I failed that because I couldn't steady my hand.
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« on: October 25, 2014, 01:06:13 AM »
That's rough. The important thing is that you were genuinely trying to help. Don't beat yourself up, you did the right thing. Most people wouldn't have stopped in the first place.
I should have stopped. The least I could have done was dragged it off the road, or stayed with it. Instead those last seconds, something I did, gave it pain and fear. I can't even look at the most hated people around me with an ounce of hate or the will to commit harm. This. I can't.
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« on: October 25, 2014, 12:55:36 AM »
I don't even really know what to call it. The day was bad. But tonight. I don't even know why I should do this. But it's stuck in my head. I can't get it out.
It's fall, and at night, there's a lot of animals around. Deer and stuff. And, this night, I found one on the road. Somebody ran it over, and either didn't give a fuck or didn't see that it was still alive. And I found it. Broken back and mangled legs. Insides outside.
I don't have a gun. But I wouldn't leave it. I wouldn't turn my back on it. I tried. I swear to god I did. I took an axe out of the back of my truck, and I tried. I missed. I missed, and I made it worse. And it tried so hard, to get away. And I tried again, and I made it worse.
I had to stamp my boot down on its head, and on the third swing, that was it. I threw my coat away because it got everywhere. And I just had a shower, scrubbed my hands, and I can still smell it. I have never taken any life on purpose. With a gun, you can close your eyes and steady your aim. But I watched all of it. And I can't forget its eyes, or how hard it tried to get away from me, after I made it worse. Pain and fear. I was a monster, coming to kill it, coming ot hurt it. And I did.
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« on: October 24, 2014, 01:36:07 PM »
Ooh la la.
You like it?
I'm still debating on whether I should make another version or not. The hover one can be an eye irritant if you look at it for too long. I dunno, my display sucks.
I know not of the technical details or finer things, but a light up emblem in motion will be nice. Eye catching through the phases.
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