A curious site, purportedly by a deranged mathematician, follow the links from page to page and try and figure it out...
Link: http://973-eht-namuh-973.com/
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Waiting for the boy, a pleasantly rainy day turned into an annoying hot and sunny oven, Cafe Beano, Calgary's own haven for hipsters, surrounded on all sides by men and women writing in their journals.
These journals, some are big affairs, some are smaller, more pocket notebook, always they are spread out upon the table, the handwriting of each author and authoress an indication (I presume) of the quality of prose within, the lady beside me at the moment, schoolgirl writing, large journal, dollar store, half filled already, odd, I notice, she manages to justify in her cursive script both the left and the right margins....
...and the gentleman to the right of me, his a smaller affair, but almost done, dense, cribbed staccato writing in a small notebook, everyone, at this moment, has a notebook in front of them that their vigorously writing in, and a paperback or hardcover novel displayed on the table as an invitation to conversation or debate, me, I'm reading my novel, my journal is closed, the most I ever make are laundry or shopping lists...
But I have an idea. Actually, a couple of ideas, one broached by my left neighbors abandonment of her journal (and curiosity overwhelms me, she's so diligent, meticulous, thorough, how long will she be in the bathroom? I'm nothing if not curious....)
So I conceive the grand thought of photographing her journal, easy enough to replace (dollarama, $3 art sketch book), making a font out of her handwriting, and using a computer and one of those handwriting machines to reproduce it in it's every detail, except in lieu of her own entries (whatever they are, voluminous as they are...) with first person short stories from the Olympia reader....
Gaslighting extraordinaire, so that when they review their notes they discover another person, a new person, completely different than the characters or plots they were working upon, but in their own hand, in their own journal...and I'm charmed at the possibilities...
The boy, he simply tells me he's glad I didn't pursue my studies in Psychology, my defenses as to: "It's research, experimental..." fall largely on deaf ears...
And so I have another idea, a little more feasible, practicable. The Beano Anthology. Somebody, presumably a great deal more charming and persuasive than myself, persuades each of the writers in Beano, (hundreds, if not thousands), to offer a sample of their script and writing to be compiled into a volume that will be known as The Beano Anthology. Copies will be for sale at the counter with your Chai latte or Vietnamese iced coffee. Those writers that actually make a living at it will be charmed into including a short work to help their struggling brethren, vanity being a huge motivating force, I've noticed, and those unpublished will be grateful enough to bare their innermost souls and hopes for the possibility of understanding and recognition. Hmmm...
The script, or handwriting samples, they're provided to merely correlate the quality of handwriting with the quality of prose, my own theories debunked or validated...
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Now this is an idea I've been tossing around for a while, and as it seems a bit premature to patent it it does seem to explain a few things.
The idea is this: A Quantum Interstellar Relay. As that probably doesn't help you, allow me to explain. Using the principles of Quantum Entanglement a beacon or relay is set up at a point equidistant between two stars. Probably this would be near a star that happens to be close to midpoint between earth and the star or quadrant we wished to be communicating with, the star serving to provide a ready source of energy for the beacon.
Now if you've watched any science fiction you're probably aware of the trope where communications are hampered by the speed of light - distant colonies and spacemen waiting years for messages from earth. The quantum relay would solve this. From the midway point or beacon/relay two or more streams of entangled particles are directed both at Earth and at the colonies. While the initial stream of entangled photons or particles would take X number of light years to reach both the colonists and Earth, communications between them afterwards will be near instant - changes in the entangled quanta beam arriving at earth will be exactly mirrored to the colonists/spacemen, software could be used to decrypt images, video, holograms, or even just text. Instant communication (I expect that it won't be instant, the point nearest to "equidistant" that we find might be a few light-minutes or hours away from "center", but it sure as heck beats waiting years...).
This is an easy solution, and as far as I can tell, reasonable. The galaxy and even universe could eventually be populated with these relays or beacons, a communication network of sorts, that would allow for (relatively) instant communications between all the stars, without the wait or restrictions imposed by the speed of light.
Taking this one step further, lets look at SETI, scanning the sky for radio signals that might indicate intelligent life somewhere else in the Galaxy. This might not be the best way to go about it. On Earth, we've used radio loosely for less than 100 years, and detecting those signals that have leaked into space would be a major task. With the increased advent of Satellite communications very few of our signals have been "leaking" into space, and our electromagnetic "footprint" has become almost invisible.
What advanced civilization would choose, given the limitations of time and energy, to communicate via radio waves? I'm guessing none. For the fifty or hundred years that they represented the zenith of technology, maybe; but once they've moved on they'll probably choose the more instant methods suggested by quantum entanglement. Which suggests that instead of radio waves, we should be probably looking for entangled photons, or other, more instant, signatures of intelligent life, and hope that somewhere out there there's a beacon or relay directed at us...
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And so presuming that perhaps not everyone is familiar with the myth of Oedipus the King, I'll direct you here for a brief summary of the plot.
Now there are a variety of interpretations as to Oedipus's tragic flaw - his pride, his ignorance of his own background, his disregard for the prophesy of the oracle.
But I'd like to propose a slightly different interpretation - not mine own, and I can't recall who precisely shared it with me, but it begins with the riddle posed by the Sphinx: "Which creature has one voice and yet becomes four-footed and two-footed and three-footed?", to which Oedipus answered: "Man—who crawls on all fours as a baby, then walks on two feet as an adult, and then uses a walking stick in old age.".
Now Oedipus's answer is, strictly speaking, correct, but he errs in his answer by saying "Man" - the answer should be "Myself". And in answering it in the general - as opposed to the specific, he is distancing himself from his own humanity, in a way placing himself above it. The Sphinx, riddle answered, has no choice but to destroy herself, and Oedipus is free to proceed, but in his refusal to acknowledge his own humanity, mortality and place in the world he fulfills the prophesy in the most heinous way possible - Pride, therefore, is the undoing of Oedipus.
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