Maestro Wolfram ’s Ruliad reminds me of Hypothesis Class…
Wearing a little wet cloth is really really interesting. You get the feeling of a rainy day in your home. What a magnificent thing is Mind Graph .
Maestro Wolfram ’s process with his Physics Projects is exactly like my Kary Architecture ( Kary Mechanics )
Everyday I wish it was the day I went back home and found Kamwa for the first time. I wish it was the day he came to my arms and we became friends, I wish it was one of those days where he would fall asleep in my arms for hours on end and I would feel I’m the luckiest person in the world to have that moment with him.
Yesterday, one of the friends I have in ███████████’s office was telling me that he’s been seeing many vehicle crashes and dead bodies on the streets when he is going back home in the past week (he has to go to another city, so the road is dangerous)
And well all I was thinking was the horror of seeing my beloved children dead on the streets. The terrible feeling of holding their dead bodies in my hands and burring them.
Many years ago, one of our cats “Bach-che” had a kid, an orange little kitten that was too shy and afraid. She was always in the garden and would shy away from us. Once late at night we saw her behind our window. She was starting to our hall (she was a month and half, she was as little as palm of my hand) and she was the cutest thing in the whole world. We watched each other for a few minutes before her mother came and took her.
Then a few later I was walking in the backyard and saw her dead body. Not only she was dead, I could see her skull, and she was decomposing… It was such a horrible horrible horrible horrible horrible day. My body still shakes each time I think about her.
The very best of something should have the right to teach. Others… who cares?
People need to do dangerous things because they have good enough lives that deprives them of the being alert state of mind that boosts the brain power and having a total sense of environment.
I have enough trauma that I’m more aware of them in my sleeps. I don’t need their excitement crap.
I just need to rest. But how can I? My body is getting to a state of paranoia of being so much on the fight or flight.
Steve Jobs would have killed himself seeing Apple like this crap.
I’m watching this thing Geoffrey Litt, and he talks about how he was trying to make a lisp, and found Alex Warth making a spatial language and then being blown away. So it was not only me seeing Chris Granger and Maestro Victor and having my mind blown away.
These are the last days I’m at First Island , and so one of the things I’m doing is taking advantage of the scanner I have here, and I’m scanning all the notebooks to make the essays in Archive even better.
That’s all fine and good on the ground, but if a [
[…] The solution turned out to be simple: Throw a little ionizing radiation into the mix. Called IBIS, short for Inflight Blade Monitoring System keeps the CH-53 safe. The magic happens in the same pressure indicator we mentioned earlier. Rather than just a shift from a green to a barber pole indication, the IBIS module also exposes a tiny amount of radioactive Strontium-90. The Strontium is a beta emitter, meaning its radiation can be detected by a Geiger counter inside the helicopter. It’s also relatively safe for humans as long as they don’t eat or breathe it in. No batteries, no electronics on the rotor blade. It’s a simple mechanical solution to a difficult problem.
