Since a long time ago, human race had ridiculed the computers for something they cannot process; creating something on their own such as making music or telling jokes. But old computers don’t save much datas in them. They didn’t have enough memory to store enough database to create things by themselves…like human. We also take a few years to learn to speak. We needed database too.
I think computers and phones these days are ready for this challenge. I’m now typing through my phone which I used passed 9 months and it has auto correct system which stores the words I used when I text or email someone. Through that process it can predict what I might be typing after particular words. I guess I gave it enough data base to start writing on its own. Starting from next paragraph, I’ll just press the prediction button and let’s see what it gets for us.
We have a president who told me that the information you need to be fed with these tags to allocate space for the first time in the UK. I have to go to the last one, City of London. I have to go to the last one, City of London. I have to go to the last one, City of London. This will allow us on or off to bed now and get back. It has to do with age, but it would like the one you want. I was a very long, but it would like the one you want. If you are looking for a while. I have to go to the last one, and I will. The may not necessarily those with an update. If it was the last time. The list is a good time. This is a digital copy of the people of different types of accommodation!!
I have been in a couple. .The other is a bit of a new thought that you have more time with you to think about it. I pinned that curiosity on my mindboard. I promised to send you a call on the pavements, we are scared of the day, even though the same time. The comments for your help. I washed up the phone and it will slap me to do it frequently asked questions and answers.
……oooook. …its me again here. Not my phone speaking anymore. I could go on forever and keep reading these kinda computer – whining forever. It’s cool. Right?
Come onn!! Admit that was fascinating!!! Right there was a complete randomness coming out of a finite input. I could read the mere mind of my phone. You should try it too. It somehow reflects your personality too because you were the sole input of it’s output. You’ll reap what you seeded.
1. I don’t understand why 6 out of 7 radio stations of Burma have to air the daily national news, all together, at 8 pm? Supposed we have “democracy” now ? And when they broadcast that 8 pm news, it’s the same old kinda news they used to tell us past 30 years. Not the real news like hit and run or burglary or any of those interesting and entertaining shits. We got the news of governmental people going from here to there…and the events those elite people attended. That’s it. They think that’s news. OR.. They want us to think it’s news. Really? Really people? Nobody likes to know about their boring schedules nor meetings. They are not only extremely unnecessary , but also ridiculously suicidal. I might die watching the whole one hour of this crap. I guess nobody watched it unless they are a bunch of boring blokes who got nothing better to do but still they are airing the same crap at the same time. 8 o clock!! Before, only on governmental radios and televisions..now on all commercial radios and televisions!!! Whatever happened to freedom of choice? Or freedom of media and press? Why do they think it’s still necessary to brainwash us if they gave us democracy already? Everyone who reads knows that airing propaganda on radios is something what dictators do. ANNNND. .If they sincerely think that all burmese citizens need to be fed with these informations, why only 6 out of 7 radio stations have to air the news at 8 pm and why not all? What happened to the last one, City fm? They air happy birthday programs or some horoscope thing at 8 pm. Why are they not telling news when the rest of the stations are? Why are they exceptional?
I’ll never understand.
It’s amazing how you can find anything starting from small random “how to” video clips to quantum mechanics theory clips on just one website, namely YouTube. By the way, Most of the people would say “wake up! its 2014, gosh everybody knows what YouTube is” . Yes. I know YouTube has been there forever for many other countries but it’s been only a couple of years that we could legally watch YouTube here. Needless to say I’m from burma.
Before 2011, it’s beyond impossible for us to access YouTube as well as some news websites. We had to go through many proxy/firewall skipping websites such as C tunnel or V tunnel. So..It took us several minutes just to see YouTube page. Leave alone watching or downloading clips from it unless you literally live in an Internet cafe or a public access centers.
Then one day, around 2011 I think, we could use YouTube without having to crack or skip firewalls. I was so happy that I even thought that was a dream. Before, you knew that there is a digital sea of all kinds of knowledge somewhere on Internet but you can’t go nowhere near it. Then “SPLASH” …you are swimming in it. You can sense the sweet air of knowledge and ideas which were shared by millions of different people around the world, going through your nose. It’s like a huge mobile library to me. I can take it with me where ever i go.
Right after I knew that I could use YouTube, I quickly decided that I’m gonna learn all the stuffs I wanted to learn since preschool. I learned sunskrit, I watched loads of scientific discussions and doccumentries, I followed a few artists that i like and many people who shared weird ideas of them. I called them “neo buddhas” and I could also learn how our brain works mysteriously from videos provided by a mathematic specialists and brain surgeons. How precious is that? These people are generously sharing their life-long researched knowledge FREE to everyone!!! But you know it’s sad that one video clip explaining how fibonacci sequence and numbers build the whole mother nature, has incomparably less viewers than miley cyrus’s twerking video or even a kitten playing with a ball clip. To me i think i don’t have enough time to learn everything i wanted even if i learn 24 hrs a day. I don’t have time for cute kittens nor double rainbows.
So finally, I thought it’s time to start learning my ultimate childhood dream: drawing animated cartoons.
I still remember how far my jaws dropped down when I first saw “mighty mouse” 2 dimension animation on TV. I had no idea how the made these drawings move. That was so new to me and I thought it’s extremely difficult to draw such animated movies. But you know what? I pinned it. I pinned that curiosity on my mindboard. I promised myself that one day I’ll make my own animation movie no matter how short it is.
To be honest, when I typed “how to draw animated videos at home” in the YouTube ‘s search box, I felt pretty hopeless. I mean..who would upload such complicated procedures right? But I forgot that not everything has to be difficult or complicated. Some smart people are doing things so simply and all they focus is only on basic ideas and presentation. I found one genius showing how he draws animated cartoons ….Not on the papers but on white board. So that you don’t have to draw everything you drew in last frame all over from the beginning. You can just erase the part you wanna move by using a normal whiteboard duster and then draw over it. It’s so easy and cost effective. All you need is a white board, a marker pen, a duster, an LED light with a stand, a Web cam and an easy video editing software like monkey jam or even a built – in “window movie maker” software will be just fine.
So what I did was I hang the LED stand over the whiteboard and I clipped my Web cam somewhere on the LED stand it’s lens facing towards whiteboard. It’s kinda tricky to get the right spot for LED cos if it’s right over the whiteboard , the white board’s surface reflects it’s light which can ruin your drawings.
Then I started drawing some stuffs and tapping on space bar at the same time to capture the frames I drew. After several frames, I clicked “preview” and saw my characters started to move. That moment is the most amazing minutes of my life. I repeat and repeat that 12 – second – preview again and again. Of course It’s nothing compared to all the other animations in the world. Mine wasn’t smooth, it had rough edges , the running time is unstable..its obviously a shit animation after but the quality of it never was my point. It’s just that feeling….feeling of satisfaction. , fulfilling your long dwelling thirst, feeling “I made it” is the whole point. I kept on drawing and after a few hundreds of frames I got a clip which was just long enough to play along with a back ground track. I swiftly picked up one of my songs and edited it on the time line together with the clips I just rendered.
I named it “flowers are forever”.
It’s really really not a big deal at all, but who knows, if my daughter asked me how they make cartoon movies some days, I can proudly say “you know, tha mee, papa made a small animation once. You wanna check out?”with a big confident smile on my face.
I hope she says “yes” though. Hahaha.
Here’s that little suckie clips I did.
Yes. I wrote in burmese too. I released my first short essay collection at 2008 and second collection at 2010. This one is for my university’s yearly magazine.
I know I should have typed the whole thing with Myanmar font but you can blame it on my phone. So there I screen – shot them as I finished writing it. My burmese hand writings could be miserable though. This one is especially for those of you who can read Burmese. Enjoy….
It gives me an awful chill whenever I heard some parents saying “I gave you life. You should be eternally thankful” to the kids of their own. Is it true? Is it what every parent had in mind right before they jumped on to beds and do some penetrations? So you were thinking about your baby’s first day of school or having a father and son quality times fishing in a lake, right before you take off your partner’s clothes? That kinda thoughts could even turn out to be contraceptive agents. So you’ll probably focusing on boobs and what else.
Yes we gave them life intentionally or unintentionally. But is life good? Did you really really believe that your life was so full of good stuffs that made you wanna create someone on your own so that they could have the same good feelings you had?
The answer will be sadly no. We knew that there’s more pain then happiness in life. Life itself is nothing but pain/suffering since the beginning. Think about it, if you were a “baby-to-be- seed” and you know that you were gonna spend next 9 months in a tinny little sack inside of a random woman whom you never met before, would you do that if you have other choices? I recently read a funny article line saying “life is a sexually transmitted disease” which I can’t agree more. It’s right metaphorically and physically. Life is a disease. DIS-EASE. NOT ease. Means not easy. It’s difficult and it’s rather uncomfortable.
One might say “isn’t there any pleasure in life at all?” Then you can say yes too. Of course there’s pleasure but again pleasure is always something in between one pain and another. its a mirage. It doesn’t exist without pain.
I’ll show you an example. Do you see two dots under this?
So you see the space in between them yea? And what if I remove the dots?
No space can be seen without the initial dots. So what I’m trying to say here is this so called pleasure is only felt when there’s the pain to relief or let go. You’re happy only until you see the next problems.
So what the fuck are we gonna do? Now we already made this little one come into our lives which is full of suffering! I kinda regret that when I saw my second daughter’s face for the first time. It’s weird that one side of me is extremely happy and the other quite feels like shit. Cos that other part of me made me think that this little innocent one ,who just came out into the world, will have to go through sickness, sadness, worries, relationships, labor pain and all that jazz. But by the time I’ve come conscious about it, it’s already too late right?
So I think my responsibility as a father is not only to make good things happened to my daughters, but also to make them resist sufferings. Just because pain is there doesn’t mean you have to suffer. There must be a loop – hole as there always is.
I’m not saying that I found a away, but I’m trying to start a search. Buddhism teaches a lot about the nature of pain and how to overcome it peacefully by accepting the things as they really are. I don’t understand much yet but I’m trying to do my best because even though some parents expect eternal thankfulness from their kids, we ever can’t give them eternal protection….yet.
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My self-esteem must be pretty low that I started doubting my own existence very recently. Actually it’s not even about self esteem. It’s about the questions that I started to shoot myself since the beginning of 2013. This time it’s not about death. Instead it’s about birth.
My problem is that I started realizing there’s not enough data that can prove that I was actually and clinically born out of my mother’s birth cannel. In that case, You, also, don’t have that too. It’s sad that You cannot prove that you were born without depending on the information that the people around you provide you.
Firstly, We didn’t have a chance to remember our lives in mother’s womb. Not even in the third trimester or either the seconds you’ve been pushed out into the world, you’d never remember. But of course there’s a foto album containing your first hospital days, your first steps or your 1st birthday party and moreover , your birth certificates seems pretty official. So lots of people don’t bother. They don’t question about the things which they think they already had the answers. But what if the answers weren’t true since the beginning? What if everything you think you know is just what “They” want you to think?
Do you remember the first day you recognized your own existence? What if it never happened at all in the real world and it’s just a fragment of made-up memory that was uploaded into your brain? Let’s talk about the video game called “Temple run” shall we? The runner we chose as our character in the game wasn’t born from anyone but that wasn’t his problem. When the game starts , he has to run the shit out of himself in that never ending loop without knowing why. Ring any bell? Look at us. Look at our daily lives. Do we actually know why we have to do the shits we are doing everyday? What if we are in a giant game like that? I know you get this all the time esply these days. “life is a videogame hypothesis are everywhere on internet. So you might think this blog is just another spam telling you to like a bookstore link or forcing you to enroll a silly online cult which sends you 2000067456 mails per day. But no. fuck no.
Let’s say there was a boy who’s preparing a science project? He wrote a simulated computer program or he started a chemistry lab project . And he set some voltage wrong or there’s an error in that program he’s been running but the school dismissed and he went back home. But what if the mess he made in the lab leads to a tiny bigbang producing life that become us? What if this is all gonna end when he comes back to school after weekends? In that case we wouldn’t even know who the fuck that reckless boy is. Because he is something out of our knowledge. Everything we experience in life is limited by our senses and perceptions. We don’t know shit beyond that. For example, the gold fish in the glassbox on your shelf wouldn’t know the expire date of the last condom pack you bought last Sunday. Even if you explain him what an expire date, a condom and Sunday is there’s no way the poor gold fish can get you. Because they have not enough database to build and visualize the things you mentioned to them.
We are almost the same as that gold fish in 3” x 8″ tank. So what if you’re just an avatar being used by something what is so much bigger than us and so much beyond our reality? They made you. They chose you as a character of the game they play or the show they watch everyday? If they do that, of course they’ll make you think that you were born and you had parents. It would be so easy for them to do so. They just need to install a few bits of memory in ur brain. If they wanted to start playing you as an 8th grader, they’ll start playing you right away from 8th grade age. You popped up in the world and you found yourself in a high school writing notes , surrounded by some friends you seemed to know them since preschool. Then when the school bells rang, your parents , two other characters they already synced as your parents come and pick u up and…… there you go. The game successfully started! The next day you have exams at school and a girl next room asked you to take her out as a prom date.
See what I mean? We have shit loads to deal with everyday and these things look so real that makes us think we are real.
A recent neurological experiment shows that our brains knows what you’re doing in next 6 seconds. The incredible six seconds. And some scientists noted that brain is just a receiver that receives the signals from an “unknown source”. What source? Fuck if I know.
So let’s say, you’re in an ice cream shop, confusing what to choose between two flavors, then suddenly you chose a certain flavor. You think you made that decision spontaneously but no. Your brain has picked the flavor you chose 6,7 seconds ago while you were thinking of it. So it’s obvious that “the field” or the “Source” or whatever it is, it wants you to think that you have free will.
Some of you might say “this is bull shit, I pulled out my daughter out of my wife’s vagina by myself, she is real!!” but trust me I pulled out one myself already and will pull out another one soon. But that doesn’t mean that the same theory applied in your case. This too is a part of the scenario.
End of message.
Sorry for partyrocking.
I miss my 90’s days.
I remember the day I’ve been introduced to the video games. I was in first grade and somebody who was really rich in neighborhood had the idea of starting video game business in the center of the small town I lived in, Taungoo. My town was really really small that everyone knows everyone and if something new came to town, it’s well interested by everyone. People gathered around in no time and started playng videogames at that only gameshop. Yes. Game-renting-shop to be precise. People came and played by hour. A few kyats per hour I think.
That was when I only “HEARD” of videogames though. I didn’t have a chance to play it because when you’re a 1st grader you’re mostly broke. But I heard the theme sound of battle city and contra almost everyday and I kinda like them. They were really catchy tunes. My video gaming days started during summer of 1993 when I passed 3rd grade. At that time the first gameshop wasn’t the only gameshop anymore. Many shops with more TVs opened in town. The shop i mostly went to charged 15 kyats per hour and 8 kyats for half an hour.
Of course I chose 8-kyats-plan.
Sometimes, I was a little short on budget so i asked the shop owner if i could play 15 minutes for 4 kyats , but that cold-blooded-kid-hating-money-hunting chinese guy said no.
But playing at a game shop was such a rip off because nobody could stay there long enough to complete a fucking game. And these old family videogame sets didn’t come with saving device such as memory card or something like that. So once you left that gameshop you had to say goodbye to the victory you just made. Doesn’t matter you killed the dragon that kept mario’s princess or defeated the final gangster of TMNT, when you came back to the shop next morning, your mario had to eat the same mushrooms and get through all the shit you tried to get over with the other day. Long story short, I had to wait 2 more years to finally get my own video game set. My parents decided to buy me a video game set because , I think, nobody wants to play them anymore cause Nintendo’s are in and the old-model family video games became dirt-cheap. I didn’t blame them because I still wanted to play family games eventhough they became so yesterday. I thought I played it the whole day and I fell asleep beside the game console.
Even now I’m still playing Mario and Pac man. And sometimes contra. Comparing to the modern day game technology , the family games are basically shit. The characters in games are so tiny, sometimes they don’t even move only the background does. They were only two dimensional, the theme sound is the sync beeps going on as a loop. But why am I still obsessed with these old games? Because the programmers who created these games were fucking geniuses. They had lots of technical limitations but still they didn’t give up to entertain us. Think about how they created Mario theme tunes or load runners? Or even Mappy? I don’t know about you but if someone wakes me up in the middle of a night and asks what Mario theme tune is, although I could be really pissed off at him for waking me up, I can sing that tune to him. I read that a Japanese musician composed that Mario tune and im sure he was serious as fuck when he wrote that tune. There’s no way it could have been an easy job.
Then think about these action figures. The mushrooms makes Mario bigger. REALLY? Obviously , mushrooms and size-shifting doesn’t sound like a kid thing to me at all. Anyways, family games are awesome. I’m still playing them. I have some other system as play stations and shit like that but I cant leave the family game set behind. It’s been a big part of my life. A few months ago I showed some of my video game tape collections to my 6-yr-old daughter and she just could’t understand the whole system of it. She doesn’t understand why it doesn’t have a CD import or USB ? She doesn’t understand why she has to actually press the A-B buttons. At first she was very excited to play it but 5 minutes later she gave up already cos it was so hard for kids these days. She said it’s impossible. I just told her this thing (family game set) had a lot to do with my childhood before she took off.
That…..And tape cassettes.
I’m sure every kid who grew up in 90’s have the same amount of memory bits as mine with the tape cassettes. I received one as my 14th birthday present. Not directly though. I received 10000 kyats from my grandpa and I decided to buy a tape cassette with that birthday money. It was Panasonic and cost me 12000 kyats that made my mom paid me 2000 kyats. That cassette of mine didn’t have tape A to B recording system so that I couldn’t duplicate tapes. But I had an even better feature , a built-in condenser mic. The minute I realized I could record my OWN voice in-to it, I inserted a free tape, hit record button and played “Heartbreak station” by Cinderella band with my hollow guitar. I reran the tape and listened to what I just played and that was one of the the most amazing moments of my life. It opened a door to a complete new world for me. I started recording the stupid songs I wrote, I recorded my voice and a few weeks later I was starting to make my own mix-tapes which I handed out at school….and that experiences ,I think, somehow pushed me to what I am today. Because It surely gave me such addiction to record stuffs. I like recording sounds and listening to it. I also used to sync my cassette to a VCR player and captured the original sound-tracks of movies I liked. I used that technique long enough that I even remembered I made a mix tape of “Hallelujah” from Shrek movie and gave it to my wife(my girlfriend back then) in 2005! Call me lame or whatever you will but she accepted my proposal in the end so that tape idea seemed to work…. A lot.
Many other90’s things bit the pieces and chunks out of our legs….VCR, Gameboys, Tube-televisions, Phones with cords, touchable buttons, Fans, letters on paper, mail man, film cameras and RedHotChilliPeppers of course. A friend of mine from NewYork wrote me a letter last month and I can’t describe how awesome it was to read a paper-letter with human hand-writings on it after all these years. His hand-writing was still as wrecked as in his 7th grade but these little pieces imperfections made us what we are today and I feel seriously grateful for that.