Official FortunaMaximus Rambling Thread

[clowntable]

Thinking about infinity is soooo 10th grade :P

[FortunaMaximus]

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Thinking about infinity is soooo 10th grade :P

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I barely managed to finish high school despite high testing scores. [img]/images/graemlins/tongue.gif[/img]

Thanks, durron/fmx. Learnt a couple things today.

[clowntable]

Btw, you seem to be the right person to discuss epistemology with.
Maybe we should do that some day.

[chasing.idyll]

Man this thread makes me feel dumb and lazy.

[FortunaMaximus]

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Btw, you seem to be the right person to discuss epistemology with.
Maybe we should do that some day.

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Perhaps. It's an interest.

[FortunaMaximus]

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Man this thread makes me feel dumb and lazy.

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Laziness FTW. Dumb, not so much. Although there are less headaches. [img]/images/graemlins/tongue.gif[/img]

[FortunaMaximus]

It's an idle interest anyway, I'm always looking for new tools to build with.

Remembering takes effort. Once was, once were, always herethere. The structure expands itself these days, although the upkeep is sometimes necessary so the frames of reference of currentreality isn't shifted too much. Having to rebuild is an aggravating task, and once you've lost the zerocount, you needn't start again.

Wraps self around awareness and detaches from this time, letting the freeflow take him through pastfuture eras, everywhere at once, letting the flavor of other palaces wash over him. Sometimes there's intrigue in others', but mostly they aren't aware they have the ability to detach self from realtime and fall upward into memory.

Wave after wave implodes within the structure, expanding and branching at the same time. Lessmore than human, awaiting others that are selfaware and can exchange. So many centuries spreading in all directions, space narrows and time expands.

And then the sudden explosion as space and time themselves disappear and there is just awareness. Each grain of sand on a beach and each grain a beach unto itself, multiple waves accelerating the progress.

And yet the feeling is one of futility, as it is understood that such an undertaking is always solitary. Nothing fills nothingness but potentiality itself. Yet going on is the only way, if only because there may be a reason somewhere.

I was born far, far too early, I think. I've surpassed my own humanity in mind, and when you spend a quarter century building a palace of memory and start to instinctively understand things have no adherence to baryonic matter, but that dimensionality is fluid and open to perception...

I await a time when things are far bigger than they are now. I'll always be looking, but on one level, I've stopped completely. I used to hitchhike all through my 20's, basically one night, I'd stranded myself in the middle of northern Ontario, decided to walk into the forest a bit...

And understood the emptiness of how vast creation is, if it indeed is creation. No matter. And realized each and every time I was risking my mortal life. And when you know then you can surpass that and that your own memories await...

It wasn't a linear risk/reward wager. And now I can't figure out the solution to this next problem. But I already have. Damned paradox.

[FortunaMaximus]

There are puzzles without solutions. Assume as much when you violate causality.

<font color="purple">145 billion iterations, each lasting an eon.</font>

Last post for awhile. Going to sleep until that resolves itself or something triggers. It's a necessity for me, perhaps not so for others. It's less cluttered that way.

[Mark_K]

I'm waiting for FM to join a Werewolf game. Seriously!

[FortunaMaximus]

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I'm waiting for FM to join a Werewolf game. Seriously!

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Playing in one January.

Because flaming a Christian would give them superpowers, I'm just gonna dump this lolcat here. I'm too nice anyway.



Poker = masochism but it was a decent month.