It’s Monday morning, and I’m writing this on my phone rather than on my laptop, because I didn’t feel like bringing my laptop back to the house from work on Saturday. Those of you who have read my very long post from Saturday will probably be happy that I’m using my phone, since my writing tends to be much slower (and therefore shorter) when I use it, rather than my laptop keyboard. Though I’ve never formally taken any typing courses, and I don’t know what my actual typing speed is, I have been typing since I was quite young (I think I was 11), since my maternal grandmother gave me her electric typewriter and I started writing the first of many fantasy novels, so basically, I can type pretty darn fast.
Of course, today is the 31st of October, and that means it is Halloween, my favorite holiday. I personally think this should be a “bank holiday” as they say in the UK: a day most people take off work. But I guess most other people don’t think so.
I’m afraid I haven’t posted the video that I mentioned on Friday and Saturday. I left it at the office, so to speak. I also didn’t record myself performing The Haunted Palace yet, but that was just due to a lack of motivation. I’ll probably do it soon, if I do it at all. I will attach the audio for my “video” from last week into the bottom of this post, so those who are interested in listening among my readers will get earliest access to it. I’ll try to remember to post the video on YouTube later today.
I did another impromptu audio recording last night, as some thoughts occurred to me while I was watching a lecture on the nature of time by Sean Carroll, one of my favorite teachers of physics. They weren’t brand new thoughts; I might even have written something along their lines once before in my other blog, Iterations of Zero. I haven’t done anything on that blog in quite a while now, since I stopped sequestering my darker brain drippings from this one. Maybe I should turn that into the place I share my audio stuff before turning it into a video or anything else. I’m not sure. It seems a shame to leave it fallow, but most things in life come to naught, anyway, and if it’s appropriate for any blog, then that might well be the one for which it’s most appropriate, given its name.
If anyone out there reads both blogs and has any thoughts about that one, please let me know.
As like as not I’ll never do anything with it, one way or another. As like as not, even this one will peter out or abruptly terminate sometime soon. Of course, depending on your time scale, any time could be soon. And on the Planck time scale, it’s been a nearly immeasurable eternity just since I started writing this post.
There, those are some thoughts about time that didn’t make it into my recording from last night.
Regarding the earlier nocturnal recording, which I’m posting here, today, I need to warn you that the first portion has less than ideal quality, though that might not be obvious until you reach the second portion and compare. You see, I did the first portion in the middle of the night, as I think I’ve told you before, and I wasn’t really paying much attention to where I was or what was around me. It was dark, for one thing. Also, I was sitting up on the floor* very close to the air conditioner, which was active at the time. I’ve done my best to remove all that racket, and largely succeeded, but the noise reduction does affect the reproduction of my voice.
So, I’ll be editing the vocal thoughts I had last night/this morning, soon, and I’ll post the “video” of my previous thoughts on YouTube soon. I guess I’ll probably post the audio of last night’s musings here before I turn them into a video and share them on YouTube. And who knows, maybe I’ll recite The Haunted Palace soon and share a video about that.
If I’m lucky, though, maybe I’ll get hit by lightning, or a truck, or a meteorite, or a V-fib arrest, and that’ll be that. I’d say that I look forward to oblivion, but of course, that doesn’t quite make sense, since one can’t really imagine oblivion‒if one is doing any imagining, then one is not simulating a state of oblivion.
Still, oblivion has much to recommend it. There’s no pain, no sorrow, no fear, no regret. Of course, there are no positive experiences, either, but if the curve of one’s life enjoyment is consistently below the x-axis, then a reversion to zero is a net gain**. It’s where we’re all headed eventually, anyway. And Halloween wouldn’t be such a bad day to die, would it?
Knowing my luck, that’s probably not going to happen.
To finish, here’s the audio of my thoughts on the fact that perception is not reality, followed by a few Halloween-appropriate pictures of mine.
*I sleep on the floor. Beds take up too much space, and they tend to make my back pain worse.
**This is related to the fact that the lesser of two evils is, by simple mathematical logic, the greater of two goods.