when other systems provide too much input to the main consciousness, the C can than choose to shutdown those processes.
Processes carry data.
Once the data has been passed from the sub-system, or has not yet reached the s: data X is queued for the C to process.
relative to the available or utilized bandwidth: C must take action against data X. If no action is taken, X decays. If decay value is > relative tolerance, X is re-queued.
If X is processed in any manner, whether an action of re-queuing, or for further development, X is:
Just fucking numbers and letters.
I hate the fucking alphabet.
Best writing advice I have received so far:
- …you go on and on and on…
- …you tell the story as if it were about yourself…
End writing advice.
you always have to have some kind of gimmick.
Some prefer the night to the day. Some by a lot, some by a little. The same can be said for those whose favor lie with the day. But than there are those whom prefer neither.
Video is better at retelling stories to a lazy mind allowing the past to be recreated.
Do not create a commodity of yourself; instead, express concepts of value. Let the value not be your presentation. Let the value be in the concept.
Selfish-logical thought leads to death. Mechanics, the systems in place, make up any logical concept. To take on the view of logic is to become a machine. A machine is given purpose and designed for a specific task. To do or not to do. If than else…
Are we more than machines? Are we designed for a specific task?
Logical thought is a part of us–a part not the whole. Or maybe, logic is the whole and all else the parts…
Logic would say all else is the parts: only rational.
I’m a fucking genius.
Saying fuck all the time makes me sound immature, fuck.
This is cliché.
This is not very good writing at all.
Why am I doing this?
Must be some rational explanation…
I wish I knew the language better.
I am a bad writier.
Now I sound teary.
I may not do the best job but I am writing.
There, now I sound hopeful.
This was a dumb idea for a post.