I am now 63 - it's my birthday. · 9:33am Dec 30th, 2022
Birthday, 2022
☛ I have reached Level 63 ☚
I really need to choose something from the spell list for my level, I guess...
December 30th is both my birthday and the birthday of one of my spouses, we share the occasion. He's a year younger than me. Not that it matters.












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If only... if only.
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Just came across a random article about a undergrad named Hannah, who is making news in the field of AI.
....dun, Dun, DUN!
Gotta love coincidences such as these.
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As a very young child, I imagined the sort of house I would have when I was all grown up and could live on my own. The amazing and futuristic mansions I conjured in my head were predicated on the concept that all adults 'just had money' somehow, and tended to be stingy with it for some unknown reason. Houses seemed to just be something you could ask for, and get, because it was unthinkable that a person wouldn't have a house - the world couldn't do anything so cruel as not giving people houses. So, naturally, when you became an adult, you could ask for the kind of house you wanted, and my parents had just failed the imagination test.
Life is a process by which we gradually learn that our fantasies are made up and empty, false, as we are forced to confront reality in order to survive and thrive. We soon learn that nobody is just 'assigned' the house of their choice and design, that there is no universal money that all adults get just for existing, that jobs are not just hobbies that adults have, that food is not just something everyone gets because it would be cruel for anyone to go hungry.
A child doesn't understand the world, so they make up stories to explain what they see. A functioning adult pays attention and replaces the stories with factual observations of what is real in front of them. A malfunctioning adult refuses to give up their favorite stories, soon finds the world never supports those stories, and turns to drink and drugs and anger and adult tantrums about it all.
A high-functioning adult learns to face reality while repurposing their imagination and storytelling into art and invention. A hyper-functioning adult is able to do this while still holding factual reality in mind even within those fantasies to make them feel deeply real and powerful, while communicating real things within the fantasy.
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That's pretty fascinating, it really does show how we as people are constantly a work in progress, yet at the same time there are still things we hold onto, even when the world has weathered all our youth and enthusiasm away. I can only imagine how different your trilogy of comics would have been if you had a shift in beliefs much earlier, or if you wrote them after having discovered TCB and Optimalverse.
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No. The Bureau, and later the Optimalverse, were my first attempt at such things.
Thinking about that fact helps me understand a little about why some people are so upset by such stories. I would never have thought to write about a superintelligent being - or species - saving humanity from itself in my youth because that concept would have been too alien. In my youth, I lacked the life experience to see beyond the propaganda that humanity pushes about itself in nearly all forms of media. Star Trek hopefulness and faith in the Essential Nobility Of Man clouded my understanding. It is easy to become swept up in the 'MURICA!' styled 'UMANITY!' back-slapping about how great humans are and how they are destined to conquer the cosmos.
Only after enough life experience was I ready to write stories about humanity being saved from itself. I had to first be able to admit, and see, humanity realistically. I had to have had the real-life experience and observation to see humans for what they really are - not just what they want to believe about themselves. In order to deal with a problem, one first has to admit that there is a problem. And for some humans, even hinting that humanity is not Perfect, The Crown Of All Creation is instantly labeled as misanthropy.
I had to be in my 50's to be able to truly be good at writing the stories I have written. I had to have lived enough life, seen enough of reality, had enough adventures both good and terrible, met enough people, and witnessed enough events to truly write with both passion and awareness about any of this.