Well, now that the invader is gone...
Feb. 6th, 2004 08:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I can - I'll be back, hang on i already am... - ugh! Well, my sister is gone AGAIN, I can get on with what I wanted to say.
Some time before Christmas, my brothers and I watched a documentary on time travel. (They're both physicists, so that kind of thing interests them. And there was nothing else on, and I was curious.)
So anyway, the show went through all the theories about time travel, and the problems with them. The problem, it seems, is trying to get back to your own time. Well, there's also a problem that even if you could build a machine to take you to the past, you would not be able to visit any time before the machine was invented. But the MAIN problem is getting back to your own time.
At the end of the show, they presented us with a very novel solution to the whole thing. Due to the exponential growth in the power, capability and sophistication of computers, scientists are predicting that, at some point in the fairly near future, our descendents will be able to generate extremely realistic simulations of any past era they choose, thus enabling them to "time travel" to observe their ancestors in virtual form. Indeed, because of the excess power of these computers, millions and millions of these virtual histories will be generated.
There is one final thing. Because of all these millions and millions of "histories", indistinguishable from reality, it seems highly likely to absolutely certain that "we" are not living in a real present at all, but are all virtual "ancestors" inside one of these simulations.
So, I just want to say, to all those descendents of mine who are out there observing me: why don't you come up and introduce yourself? It's not like you would be upsetting real history, after all :P~
So here's that "10 Things" thang. Because if everyone else is doing it, so does Rhonda :P~
1. I met my very best RL friend when we both went to the wrong room for our first lecture. We were the only people out of the class to go to the wrong room.
2. I like ironing. Especially shirts.
3. I like exams. Yes, I am a freak, thanks for asking >:D
4. I put olive oil on my hair and leave it for about 2 hours before washing it. I have psoriasis on my scalp, and the oil helps loosen the dead skin.
5. I didn't learn how to ride a bicycle without stabilisers until I was 11.
6. I have always liked brussel sprouts. Even as a kid I liked them. Apparently, sprouts really do taste better as you get older; children's tastebuds aren't well enough developed to appreciate the full taste so they just taste bitter. So I must have had highly developed tastebuds as a child! o.O
7. My favourite painting is Edward Hopper's "Nighthawks": Nighthawks. My second favourite painting is "Ophelia" by John Everett Millais: Ophelia; and my third favourite is "Beautiful Losers II" by Jack Vettriano: Beautiful Losers II.
8. I have an obsession with the name "Perdita". But only when it's pronounced "PURR-dita" (like "coup d'etat") NOT "per-DEETa" (like "meetcha").
9. I wrote my first poem at age 4. It was called "My dinosaur". Except I spelled it, "My dionsaur" :P
10. Earwigs freak me out.
Oh, and this is for Eed, cos she's been a little down lately:
In A Crisis
Don't look to me.
All I've got are colouring pencils
and razorblades.
:) Smile, Eed!
Some time before Christmas, my brothers and I watched a documentary on time travel. (They're both physicists, so that kind of thing interests them. And there was nothing else on, and I was curious.)
So anyway, the show went through all the theories about time travel, and the problems with them. The problem, it seems, is trying to get back to your own time. Well, there's also a problem that even if you could build a machine to take you to the past, you would not be able to visit any time before the machine was invented. But the MAIN problem is getting back to your own time.
At the end of the show, they presented us with a very novel solution to the whole thing. Due to the exponential growth in the power, capability and sophistication of computers, scientists are predicting that, at some point in the fairly near future, our descendents will be able to generate extremely realistic simulations of any past era they choose, thus enabling them to "time travel" to observe their ancestors in virtual form. Indeed, because of the excess power of these computers, millions and millions of these virtual histories will be generated.
There is one final thing. Because of all these millions and millions of "histories", indistinguishable from reality, it seems highly likely to absolutely certain that "we" are not living in a real present at all, but are all virtual "ancestors" inside one of these simulations.
So, I just want to say, to all those descendents of mine who are out there observing me: why don't you come up and introduce yourself? It's not like you would be upsetting real history, after all :P~
So here's that "10 Things" thang. Because if everyone else is doing it, so does Rhonda :P~
1. I met my very best RL friend when we both went to the wrong room for our first lecture. We were the only people out of the class to go to the wrong room.
2. I like ironing. Especially shirts.
3. I like exams. Yes, I am a freak, thanks for asking >:D
4. I put olive oil on my hair and leave it for about 2 hours before washing it. I have psoriasis on my scalp, and the oil helps loosen the dead skin.
5. I didn't learn how to ride a bicycle without stabilisers until I was 11.
6. I have always liked brussel sprouts. Even as a kid I liked them. Apparently, sprouts really do taste better as you get older; children's tastebuds aren't well enough developed to appreciate the full taste so they just taste bitter. So I must have had highly developed tastebuds as a child! o.O
7. My favourite painting is Edward Hopper's "Nighthawks": Nighthawks. My second favourite painting is "Ophelia" by John Everett Millais: Ophelia; and my third favourite is "Beautiful Losers II" by Jack Vettriano: Beautiful Losers II.
8. I have an obsession with the name "Perdita". But only when it's pronounced "PURR-dita" (like "coup d'etat") NOT "per-DEETa" (like "meetcha").
9. I wrote my first poem at age 4. It was called "My dinosaur". Except I spelled it, "My dionsaur" :P
10. Earwigs freak me out.
Oh, and this is for Eed, cos she's been a little down lately:
In A Crisis
Don't look to me.
All I've got are colouring pencils
and razorblades.
:) Smile, Eed!
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