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Time is long at the moment
Apr. 28th, 2007 10:10 amI don't know whether that's a good thing or a bad thing. A year ago I was a different person in a different world. Every moment lasts forever, although occasionally hours gang up on me.
Every now and again I get hit by a dose of Teenage Philosophy on how I am so very small in a very large world and nothing I do will ever really make a difference on a global scale.
It is a strange time of life. Before now, every year has been very different. The world has changed rapidly but so have I, so I haven't noticed. But now it's settling time, the time when I might do essentially the same thing for the next half-decade or decade, and the time when I am no longer in the first phase of youth and no longer keep up with the world. The children swim through the latest worlds more easily than I.
It is especially strange because normally life does continue changing because at this point you'd be thinking about having a child, and then your life would continue to change rapidly because of the development of the child. But I have no intention of breeding, and this leaves life out before me curiously flat - there is no intrinsic reason that it should change markedly from now until I'm seventy or eighty.
Also, where is my end of scarcity economics? Where is my upload society? Riding on the crest of the technological wave, these things seem so close, almost within reach. There is nothing that I do now which I could not do a lot better as a brain in a box connected to a sufficiently advanced computer system, and the Internet is very nearly sufficiently advanced given appropriate input devices. But some people are still scratching out food for themselves and their family from the ground without even a beast of burden.
This has been a compendium of thoughts which I've been thinking on the half-hour walk to and from work and meaning to write down. I will now return you to your regularly scheduled Goblin Invasion. (We might be having a goblin bash at LARP this weekend, or something.)
Every now and again I get hit by a dose of Teenage Philosophy on how I am so very small in a very large world and nothing I do will ever really make a difference on a global scale.
It is a strange time of life. Before now, every year has been very different. The world has changed rapidly but so have I, so I haven't noticed. But now it's settling time, the time when I might do essentially the same thing for the next half-decade or decade, and the time when I am no longer in the first phase of youth and no longer keep up with the world. The children swim through the latest worlds more easily than I.
It is especially strange because normally life does continue changing because at this point you'd be thinking about having a child, and then your life would continue to change rapidly because of the development of the child. But I have no intention of breeding, and this leaves life out before me curiously flat - there is no intrinsic reason that it should change markedly from now until I'm seventy or eighty.
Also, where is my end of scarcity economics? Where is my upload society? Riding on the crest of the technological wave, these things seem so close, almost within reach. There is nothing that I do now which I could not do a lot better as a brain in a box connected to a sufficiently advanced computer system, and the Internet is very nearly sufficiently advanced given appropriate input devices. But some people are still scratching out food for themselves and their family from the ground without even a beast of burden.
This has been a compendium of thoughts which I've been thinking on the half-hour walk to and from work and meaning to write down. I will now return you to your regularly scheduled Goblin Invasion. (We might be having a goblin bash at LARP this weekend, or something.)
