Cadey Alicia Ratio @cadey@mst3k.interlinked.me

Remember that all language is meaningless without context. If something you see on my toot history confuses you, please actually think non-emotionally before jumping to radical conclusions.

OH MY GOD IT WORKS

Minicompiler: Lexing

https://christine.website/blog/minicompiler-lexing-2020-10-29

#rust #rust #templeos #compiler

oh wow i'm adjusting to the keyboard fast

ZSA Moonlander First Impressions

https://christine.website/blog/zsa-moonlander-first-impressions-2020-10-27

#keeb #moonlander #keyboard

Life Update: New Adventures

https://christine.website/blog/new-adventures-2020-10-24

#personal

ln - The Natural Log Function

https://christine.website/blog/ln-the-natural-logger-2020-10-17

#golang #go

There was never anything but bricks arranged in such fine arrangements that their interactions created the quantum fields that defined what you ended up interpreting as the grand experiment of reality in your frame of existence. The utter meaninglessness of it all was the most comforting thought that hit you.

You would say everything turned into a brilliant white light, but that wouldn't begin to describe the color, texture, taste, sight, sound, thought, aether, and other senses you couldn't even begin to describe unfold as you started to experience All as it truly is.

"So, let me get this", the booming authoritative voice spoke out: "You had the chance to do whatever you wanted, to create whatever kind of reality and local universe you could, and you...spent it all hydrating horses?"

It hit you like a ton of bricks, but each brick was made out of its own component ton of bricks, each made out of more bricks. There was no more reality. There was only bricks extending endlessly in spiral patterns of fractal beauty. You reached up a hand to gesture at the wild greater unknown, but you realized that it had been done 5 minutes from now.

You knew the truth. Everything was truly an illusion. It was all bricks. It was always bricks. It will always be bricks. It has always been bricks.

I walked across the covered bridge, looking out into the winter wonderland. The bridge was notably solid and firm in the cold winter wind. After walking for a while there was a man at the end of the bridge. With a raspy voice, he spoke: "Welcome traveler, I am your guide to this place. Please, ask me absolutely anything." Curiously I spoke back:

"Anything?"

"Absolutely anything about any topic."

"What is the meaning of this world and the people who live in it?"

The man chuckled to himself, smiled and looked out at the mountains we were close to. He started to sing:

"Row, row, row your boat
gently down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily;
...
life is but...a dream."

kalama pali pi kulupu Kala

https://christine.website/blog/kalama-pali-pi-kulupu-Kala-2020-10-12

#100DaysToOffload

Xenoblade 2 is such a plural mood

The Itch

https://christine.website/blog/the-itch-2020-10-11

#100DaysToOffload

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How Mara Works

https://christine.website/blog/how-mara-works-2020-09-30

#avif #webp #markdown