Cosmic Strings And The Music of Life

Hyperinformation is a thing…

How it changed the structure of language is almost fascinating.

I remember when I could just chill with a pencil and paper and write down my ideas. The process seemed quieter and more intimate. Even the lighting was different. I remember when streetlights weren’t LED.

Now, I still have the writing utensils and the paper, but I also have the technology to just tap screens and let it fly.

If I have an idea that I haven’t spent much time on yet, I can write down a phrase and use it like it’s a compressed .zip file I can expand on later.

Once I see it later, it goes from a few words to an even greater idea.

It’s like making music (samplers are going to sample), but it’s with words alone. Worlds are built with all of the above.

It’s no wonder I couldn’t be around the people I used to be around.

It’s way more fun to build without people that either envy you, resent you, or fear you because they don’t (or WON’T) understand you.

(🕰️ 5:01)