Monday, September 27, 2010

Viaje hacia y retornando de Provo

Este viaje fué el más largo que he hecho en mucho tiempo...

Fué un total de apróximadamente 70 kilometros, que completé en más o menos 4 horas. Si dividen encontraran un promedio un poco bajito, pero mi defensa es que tenía que revisar las direcciones a cada momento. Encontré la famosa calle por la que debía coger cuando me perdí la primera vez que intenté el segmento de retorno...

También descubrí que el puente por el que debía cruzar estaba en reparación o almenos aún no estaba terminado; y no fué nada agradable cruzar ese pedazo a las 9 de la noche con frío y sin luz... había preguntado por un Inn antés de llegar al susodicho, ya que la luna no terminaba de salir y la temperatura había bajado 10 grados en los últimos 30 minutos.. Estaba dispuesto a 'call it a day' y continuar al otro día; con calma y con luz... pero me dijeron que habría un Comfort Inn en la próxima salida.. resulta que lo que había era el puente; y nada, lo cruzé. Poco despues salió un bella luna menguante, practicamente completa, naranja y luminosa, que fué mi guía por los 25 kilometros restantes del viaje.

Al final del viaje, y como todo final satisfactorio para una aventura de ciclismo celebré buscando lomas que escalar en el pueblo de destino! El próximo viaje será en Payson Canyon.
Hansen Dental

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Fermi's Paradox and it's insights outside of space-time

The jury is still out on the exact probability with which civilizations arise in a galaxy, but Fermi's paradox is a very true, and important question.

After science feels confident on a more precise estimate for the probability of the development of civilization, and we have either: evidence of other civilizations, or a more accurate calculation of what is expected, I believe the results may be used in connection with the Simulation Argument. That is: If we never find extra-terrestrial life, it should a strong argument to believe we are running inside a simulation.

Yes, I am aware fermi's paradox, and the simulation argument are rather orthogonal, but you must accept there is at least SOME interplay here.

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Cycling...


Its funny sometimes when you get back to your roots, and find yourself in such a comfortable position, that feeling of homelyness; plus its healthy!

The trip from Provo was a whole other story though... got lost twice, ran around in circles, both tiresw got flats with a total of 7 holes, did the repairs myself, and finally made it back home 5 hours later. It was just one of those days...

Saturday, September 11, 2010

I remember the first time I was challenged to respond: "Why is there something rather than nothing"

I was about 16, and started my answer with: "Why not?"; its been an interesting progression since then. I had just read Stephan Hawkings' Brief History of time, so I was repeating these very notions. Later on, discussing with my grandfather how the anthropic principal was just misguided reasoning. I guess conscious atheists go through this process of liberation and humanization; an emotional situation Andre Comte-Sponville refers to as Joyful Despair.

Sunday, August 29, 2010

I Love Life

Its amazing how reality can just dig deep into your bones and wrench existence itself up to the border of your skin, where it sizzles and raises your hairs to the tone of electrified stem cell marrow!

That delicate balance of breathing; of self-awareness, of being able to fight for confirmation of your own objective presence.

To me life is here for its own sake, existence is self-contained, each day is a self-endowed gift to be shared and cherished.

I live to fight, i fight to live, I live to think, I think therefore I am, and I am here to share myself, this glorious day, and this glorious life; no mater how short with who ever chooses to listen; and I will tell you this: I am in love with living, its an intoxicating experience to see the sun rise each day and fuel this greenhouse paradise of bonsai pets and thousand year old oaks!

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Poem 63

Quiero inundarte de mis sentimientos, mi conocimiento, mi espiritú,
quiero ahogarme en tí; para así poder vivir de tí, conocerme, re-encontrarme en tí.

Quiero darte vida, ser inciencio que se mezcla con tu aurora,
que brilla detrás de tus ojos, y sale por tus labios
en besos desgarradores que a cambio recibo.

Quiero compartirme contigo, sabiendo que endulsas hasta mis pasos con simplemente acompañarme.
Andar a tu lado, aquí en tu interior donde tus labios siempre me seducen,
tu sonrisa abarca todo mi horizonte y me miras con ojos de estrella.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Book Idea

I have an idea for a book:

Life, throughout death. A chain of events (though a thousand years) in which a begger's exists changed the future world as we know it.

Would you read it?

Monday, July 19, 2010

La Herida

Al parecer, y como podrán leer, he vuelto a quedar fascinado con el "Espiritú del Vino"...

Siempre he preferido
Un beso prolongado
Aunque sepa que miente
Aunque sepa que es falso

¿Qué demonios ocurre
Cuando miradas no se encuentran?
La pelea de gallos
Se admiten apuestas

¿Quién buscó abrigo
En algún otro lugar?
¿Es posible que el frío
Venga con la edad?

Con cuanta emosión estan cargadas las canciones de este albúm.
Con que versatilidad este artista (Búnbury) niega el altruismo del amor!

Que difícil es ser altruista al amar! Que difícil alcanzar una genuina entrega...

Y te oigo decir:
"Dame tantas rosas como espinas me clavé
no encajo bien tus bromas
¿Por qué serás tan cruel?

Dame tantas rosas como esminas me clavé
Tan fácilmente explotas
¿Qué infierno te posee?"

Nuestros Nombres

Con un grito de esperanza
    te digo adiós.

Anoche soñé que me podría pelar en la Isla sin mucho percance, porque al dormirme, me transportaba allá, solo costaba encontrar la barbería abierta a esas horas; y eso, que a penas tengo 2 semanas fuera.

PD: Una persona extremadamente atenta encontraría contradictorio la canción con lo escrito; pero realmente todo dependerá de quien se despide el cantante! Todos renunciamos a lo no electo! A no renovar los acuerdos ya vencidos, incluso a pesar de encontrar nuestras emociones asediadas. No ignoramos nuestros excesos...

Thursday, July 01, 2010

Freeform

Free form study of empty ties. Lovely friendship lost in the swaying sea of missed calls and lost meetings. The sound of red would seem to be indistinctly eerie or sublime depending on your mood.... Which would make us think interpretation is everything.

Wednesday, June 09, 2010

Math and science don't mix?! Really???

I've just read: Maybe the math behind string theory is overrated anyways by John Timmer over at Ars Tecnica, and I am very dissapointed Ars actually let such nonsense through...

It seems the panel as well was just as missguided; I am rather saddened some scientists may actually think such things... I would have assumed scientists, above other profesionals, would appriciate the role of mathematics in human expression, much less insinuate abandoning it as a form of expressing scietific thought.

  • Gödel's theorem would suggest: Mathematics is not God.
  • Moreover, complexity theory would suggest: Science is not reality.
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So, yes, it seems Mathematics will always be incomplete, and yet, it's own requirement for consistency has led to this very same proof. Science, as well, will never know if any given interpretation is indeed 'reality', but it's very ability to predict / simulate reality is the reason we have come to this realization. I cannot fathom how thinking minds would consider these notions as failures!

Sometimes, we expect too much from this world, which, by the ways seams to seriously prefer consistency over completeness. Given the following examples:

  • all knowing parents.
  • genies and other wish granters.
  • gods
  • re-birth, or re-incarnation
  • an eternal universe
  • perpetual motion machines, or free energy
  • winning the lottery
  • the tooth fairy, leprecauns and other such beasts
etc. What I see in mathematics and science through these 2 ideas is quite the opposite of failure; it is a sense of purity, self-healing and garuantees of reliability.

This is not to the exclusion of our ability to dream. Quite the contrary, to me, mathematics and science belong at the summit of the human dream; they are our dreams brought to life and tested againt life itself. As we continue to dream, our thoughts in mathematics and science will continue to grow and allow us a truely wider window into this wonder that is existence.

String theorists have never enjoyed Occam's razor, but this is rediculous...

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