SMP Life is Being Drunk -Random Content thread

SMP Life is Being Drunk -Random Content thread

Politics has one and its fun, so I figured I'd start one here and see how it goes. Obv you should, but are not requried to be, drunk if you want to post here, and its a LC thread.

Zeno close I guess if for some reaosn this is grossly inappropriate but I think it should be fine.

29 June 2009 at 02:20 AM
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i heard 26 trillion


It’s just electronic money. Convert it to gold bullion and bury it in your backyard for a rainy day.


If things keep happening twice as fast they'll soon be happening all at once.

PairTheBoard


The present moment is fleeting. Nothing ever happens. So something comes from nothing.


Why are men better at chess than women?


Men are better at everything, except at having babies.


And living longer.


Living longer is no guarantee of having an advantage.


Idea for million dollar APP:

"Quantum Tic Tac Toe"

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Leonardo da Vinci.

Not bad, but I reckon I could draw a better truncated tetrahedron than this.



"What did your face look like before your parents were born?"

Emperor Wu of Liang: "Who is facing me" ?
Bodhidharma: "I don't know."


Blues songs are all the same song but they sound like different songs. Pop songs these days are different songs but they all sound the same.

PairTheBoard


I'm still too busy celebrating my birth to grieve my passing. There'll be time for that when I'm no longer here to do it.

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Shaka


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When talking to myself, first I think it. Then I say it. Then I hear it. But I don't hear what I thought. I hear what I said.

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There’s No Wave Function? | Jacob Barandes

Takes Quantum Theory back to the drawing board with an "Indivisible Stochastic Process", a practically virgin area of research for probabilists and specialists in stochastic processes. Quantum Theory follows from a non-deterministic Indivisible Stochastic Process with no measurement problem and no collapse of the wave function.

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Existence doesn't exist. Nothing exists. Everything is happening, including Existence.

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Which came first, the cell membrane or the cell?

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Starting at 2:27:00 they talk about Life, Agency, Autopoiesis, The Blind Spot, Science Triumphalism, Death, Meaning, and at the end Adam Frank's Zen practice.

Adam Frank: Alien Civilizations and the Search for Extraterrestrial Life | Lex Fridman Podcast #455

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Nothing is what it is. Everything is becoming.

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Which came first, the cell membrane or the cell?

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instantaneous symbiosis.


by PairTheBoard k

There’s No Wave Function? | Jacob Barandes

Takes Quantum Theory back to the drawing board with an "Indivisible Stochastic Process", a practically virgin area of research for probabilists and specialists in stochastic processes. Quantum Theory follows from a non-deterministic Indivisible Stochastic Process with no measurement problem and no collapse of the wave function.

PairTheBoard

Also 'no wavefunction' which isn't that controversial I don't think. If the target is low hanging click-bait fruit then ok, but for a Harvard Prof this seems strange (As does the attack on many-worlds, little more than an appendix). Who is suggesting the 'reality' or physicality of the wavefunction? He appears to be grappling with idealism, he wants particles as tangible then goes on to explain the lack of volume such things occupy, so de facto in the ideal realm. But the wavefunction may not occupy an ideal space either, which is again strange as he acknowledges unanswerable questions re philosophy. Perhaps he should not have dismissed the Greeks so readily as a youngster. All this is footnotes on Plato as a clever person once said.
He is obv a maths bod and v solid teacher who they allow to go off the reservation from time to time. I like his advice for students not to compete, and instead bring your own skills to the table.

keep em coming, need stuff to listen to for daily cycle..!


https://youtu.be/ErNrA-22cOQ?si=ADXjiEKm...

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The RZA, the GZA
The Ol Dirty BZA
You-God, Chef, the Ghostface Killah
And Meth, Rebel I soldier for the foreclosure
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Thunder, strikes your land with a jolt
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The infantry, peep the weapon-try as I bomb atomically
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I've not yet begun to stung
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Penetrates then infiltrates
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Hip-hop antagonizer, dumb deaf and blind civilizer
With the silencer
Psssh, yo
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Minds the trunk, punk, elephant gun poke
Jaw-breaker humanoid vice-grip, choke
Face the inferno, maestro, pull it
Pipe hard slang, bite the golden bullet
Never, sold my soul Golden Arm cold stinger
See me on the streets address me stone bringer
Ease away, freeze back, feedback, play out in
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Check the 150 millimeter, heater as it blows holes
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Shots from Shaolin that go to Masapeaqua
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Ghostrider spit flame, lay back and twist one
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You might hear me but you don't listen
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Red marker still bleedin' through the paper
Of this sick premeditated, murder caper
I walk with the Shaolin strut, burn a dutch
Watch Street eat'em up, cold crush, bumrush
Spot rusher get touched, backed up and handcuffed
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Pass me the black velvet, Embassy Suite killin me
Spell it Maxi Priest caught me in the days up on Delancy Street
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The undervolt Staten New York
Blood sport gun talk holdin fort back, take em to court
It's the burner Shaolin bound facedown you gets murdered
Roadblock shell shocked, stretched on a back block
Yo it's warfare when you ring here, slugs fly through midair
Landin thugs in wheelchairs from the slugfest
Keeps the iron, where the head rest, for the conquest
Subway, wordplay ricochet through your projects, crime pays
Matched up in a staircase, in a dark place embraced
By the trey-eight, I'm in so deep I can't escape
These crime situations, I stay in man formation
And shot echoes through the ghetto locations y'all remain
P.L.O., slam cats like Bam Bam, Bigolo
Throw a flow like Nomo relate like Fidel Castro
I be the great all pro, hangin MC's by they logos
My street journal reacts and blaze like an inferno


Got um



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