[ot][spam][wrong] personal brownian motion
My phone went offline right as I sent that last goal-oriented email! Airplane mode, Wi-Fi disabled. I brought it back online and the email left the outbox. Goal relates raspberry pi.
Ok uhhhhhhhh It looks like chain.love is down. I visited infura.io . Their mobile interface makes it look like they offer a custom REST api or somesuch, but it might be interoperable with lotus lite somehow. I visited glif.io . They need email discussion around providing a full node. I was previously working on setting up a full node on a cloud server.
My vision (eyes) doesn't want to converge on the ... infura page. I'm seeing double all the time, so I guess the sensation represents some other issues engaging it. Down the street walked an infura.io page. "Hello!" said a pedestrian to the infura.io page. The infura.io page paused. "Did somebody speak to me?" the infura.io page said to the empty air in front of them. "I could have sworn I heard somebody speak to me." "Heelllloooo !!!" modeled the pedestrian.
"Why are you yodeling?" a brick next to a sewer grate asked the pedestrian? "Why are you hiding in the sewers and how the heck did you get down there?" the pedestrian asked, bending down. "I'm trying to say hi to the infura.io page. Are they deaf or blind or anything?" The infura.io page was talking to amazon.com, which was a hundred times larger than them. "Amazon, do you ever imagine website visitors who aren't actually there?" "OH YES IT IS A DDOS ATTACK. IT IS ALWAYS A DDOS ATTACK. UPLOAD ALL YOUR MONEY TO CLOUDFLARE.COM AND IT WILL RESOLVE." "Hmm ..." pensated infura.io . The pedestrian tried to show this interaction to the voice coming to the sewer grate as if it made their situation obvious.
"Would you like a lotus?" The pedestrian leaned down and placed a water lilly at the sewer grate. "Oh, wow, where did you get this?" A hand reached out and pulled the water lilly into the sewers.
"I'm trying to show that lotus to infura.io . Do you think they would like it?" "Oh, yes, anybody would love to touch a lotus like this!" The lotus slid back out of the sewer grate, apparently spic and span. The pedestrian leant down and picked it up.
The pedestrian sat in front of their lotus. The sewer grate brick was mumbling about something to itself. infura.io and amazon.com were debating the comparative qualities of money and employees. each was certain the other was wrong, and could prove it. "Lotus, I have an appointment." The pedestrian got out their appointment book to show it to the lotus.
The lotus sat on the pavement, exuding beauty. A flower opens when it is ready for the world to spread more flowers.
The pedestrian entered a state of peace and began bringing the lotus closer to infura.io, but then suddenly the world turned upside down. "Wheeeeeee!" could be heard from the sewer as water began gushing out of the gutter and pouring into the sky.
The universe technicians looked at the pedestrian's reality. "Something went wrong with this one." "Oh?" "Do you see the water gushing out of the gutter and tumbling into the sky? The poor pedestrian hanging onto the ground for dear life?" "Seriously? This isn't another practical joke?" A nervous amazon.com avatar ran fervently into the technician room. "YOU HAVE TO BUY MORE -- sorry" The amazon avatar changed into a sewer surfer. "Hi I can fix this. Gravity turned upside down in our universe. All you have to do is spin the world so that gravity is going down again." "How did you get out here?" The sewer surfer gestured at the universe as if it was obvious. "This is an emergency!"
Another universe technician popped in. "okay, guys. So." The technicians and sewer surfer were irritated to be interrupted. "1. That universe is fake. It's just part of some list spam. It's okay if it's temporarily upside down for a bit." "2. This particular universe is fake too. It's also just part of some list spam. So if it seems like the world is over, we can fix it." "3. Yes, this universe exists for the sole purpose of making things better in the real universe. We hear you, we're with you. We don't understand each other well, which is sad." "4. In the real universe, we're worried about producing too much list spam." The technicians and sewer surfer apologised. "I'd like to flip back this little 'fake' universe for the poor pedestrian. I think that will help the list spam. Can you use your universe powers to flip it, even if it's messy?" The universe with upside-down gravity rotated back so that gravity was normal again, because these are just words in an email. Everybody cheered! The sewer surfer looked regretful but relieved, and ran out of the technician room to return to their safe sewer. "So the plan is to hit 'send' fewer times. It might make things more interesting. I think you go as the pedestrian." Back in the pedestrian's reality, gravity had rotated upside down causing a frightening flood, but everyone seemed okay. The lotus now had a pool of water in the street to float in. "Oh my goodness!" said the pedestrian. "Oh my goodness!" said infura.io . "Everyone all right out there?" said the gutter brick.
The pedestrian was laying near the gutter. They were still clutching tightly to the ground. Sometimes their limbs would flail a little, or they would make sudden inward ghasps sounding like "eep!"
The lotus and the gutter brick sat and patiently waited. "Hey up there, are you okay?" "What happened to the world? What happened?" "Gravity flipped upside down briefly. It was a huge adventure in here! Imagine whitewater rafting while blindfolded!" The pedestrian choked and chuckled a little. "How are you still so close to this grate?" "I stayed right here, the water was gushing above me." "Oh. That makes sense. ... Why would gravity turn upside down?" "It was an emergency. The lotus was so relaxed that the world stewards were confused. They needed to know that exciting things still happened in the world." "I don't believe you." "It's okay. It's true, though, you know." No, that wasn't quite the reason. "So, lotus. What must I learn to bring you to infura.io?" The lotus floated in the pond by the gutter. Some insects hopped in the pond. The lotus flower was detached from the plant that grew it. The pedestrian wondered if it could grow seeds detached, but suspected not. The seeds of beauty of a flower last far longer than its offspring. Some lotus seeds have been germinated after thousands of years, but how old is the culture of horticulture of the flower? The pedestrian thought of seeds of beauty, vs seeds of a plant. Both have life, they supposed.
--- Passerby walked up to a pile of destroyed universes. "Hmm," muttered Passerby. "This looks vexing." Some of the universes were twisted into other universes. Some were broken into tiny pieces and scattered. Some were inside out, others had reverse time. It was an apocalypse of meta-apocalypses. And over there was Passerby's very own universe, and there they were inside it. Their peacetime had apparently gotten tangled. Some of their historical events were twisted up into their present physical spaces. New timelines were spawning left and right as their poor physical laws tried to act on the situation. Passerby was pretty excited to get back into their universe and tell their friends about all the other universes they had discovered in the pile of destroyed ones. And to that, all they had to do was fix everything! Passerby thought about it with confidence and satisfaction, and dived in! Over here were a few hypercubic lightyears of tangled hells that had were squashing some precious heavenly moments. Mph! Passerby lifted them and shoved them off into a different dimension. Over there were more hypercubic lightyears of crucial knowledge and history, all broken and scattered everywhere from apocalypse that had been spreading from the hells. Passerby excitedly rushed around, gathered them up, got to know each and every one of them and quickly brought them all where they went. Soon other people came forth from the harmonised and reunited universe parts, and began helping Passerby out in droves. "One! Two! One! Two!" could be heard echoing across the sideways as a throng of angels and college professors shoved fragmented physical laws holding buildings and planets back together. In another corner, ancient stars and galaxies were pensively beaming as they shoved their orbits back in place, and Passerby worked with astrologers, astronomers, dreamers, and physicists to right all the databases, studies, and other associated public and historical parts. While they were working hard, some angels, animals, and politicians could be seen guiding and pushing bright timematter into place, and software developers, businessmen, activists began organising for the problems to practically right themselves on their own. Passerby sat back, a hardworking felon to their left, a mystical avatar to their right, and everyone smiled smugly. The universes were fixed! They popped back into theirs and resumed their life.
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