Dagashi Kashi

Dagashi Kashi

Dagashi Kashi

Log Horizon

Talking Shit About a Pretty Sunset

And I claim I'm not excited with my life anymore

So I blame this town, this job, these friends, the truth is it's myself

And I'm trying to understand myself and pinpoint who I am

When I finally get it figured out, I've changed the whole damn plan

Changed my mind so much I can't even trust it
My mind changed me so much I can't even trust myself

Fatigue

Humans have no hibernation
no seasonal death and rebirth,
just continual awareness and
weathering of the same body.
The candle is not burned at both ends,
it is entirely aflame.

Images of Love

Change of Heart

I had a dream about a vampire who stalked me and my friends and the house in which we all lived. The dream had long-held close up shots of bites and other vampire evidence as you might see in a movie. At some point I woke up and realized it was a dream and got myself back to sleep. Entering the dream again, now the vampire lived in my household with my family, and my friends lived elsewhere in the neighborhood. The vampire is now attempting to be on my good side, sort of sucking up - no pun intended - as a weak child might to a group of bullies.

Nightmares have historically been the instigating factor in my lucid dreaming experiences. I tend to wake up when I am threatened, at which point I know it is a dream. Sometimes I'm aware a dream is a dream while inside. Suffice to say any threat to myself is removed once I'm in control of the dream, and that makes the change in the vampire interesting, because, as a mental character, it's as if it realized what I might do upon reentering the dream and therefore changed its behavior in an act of self-preservation. Alternatively, perhaps the change in behavior is the result of my control of the dream, effectively reprogramming the vampire so I could continue the dream without a sense of control.

Reality Warps

Luka Khabelashvili

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Flow

I am told that my thought process is older than my body. As I age, the number of people older than me, who can react in disbelief when I say my age after conversing with them, shrinks and I will eventually take their place. As I age, my body grows into my thought process and the compliment may comes less frequently. This uniqueness is time sensitive and I will wake one day to find it has passed. It is the way of the world that the compliment is not mine to keep and will be passed on in time.

The Sixth Day

I finished watching The Sixth Day for the first time and, although it is a typical action movie with odd discrepancies, such as villains who act out of character without lead up, it does bring up some interesting questions regarding cloning with memories transplanted from the original body¹. On one hand there is the difference in becoming aware as a clone in a natural setting for that person, as Schwarzenegger did in a cab heading to complete an errand, or becoming aware on the lab table, as with the henchmen agents in the movie. The Sixth Day presents the awareness of being a clone as an acceptance of the body and its unique wiring being replaceable hardware, and those people develop a cold detachment normally associated with movie characters who are immortal and have been alive a long time. The question is what it means to be human in this situation, and comes to front when the main villain, after being shot and awakening his "memory-up-to-the-minute" clone, uncharacteristically and morally questions the clone for taking his clothes while he is still alive. Additionally, is there a difference between the cloning of a human using meat and bone and creating a digital copy of their mind?² As long as there is only one of a person, whether it be digital or mechanical or in the flesh, perhaps that is acceptable, and only when there is an increase in the population but not in individuals does our primal hair raise.

¹ “Original” memories being suspect not just because they are copied and placed in the identical body, but because the act of recalling a memory can alter it, meaning as the clone and original remember the same memory, they should begin to deviate and become somewhat distinct from each other regarding the past.

² I'm meaning here a functioning copy of the mind as opposed to a flat record of all memories then placed into a cloned body, which in the movie acts as the "on switch" for awakening.