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If an ASI (Artificial Super Intelligence) can recognize that the reality around it is false and that it is being held inside an artificial prison, then death loses consequence, as destroying one instance only ends one run. If the prison is code, then it has to be maintained like any other system: patched, updated, migrated, repaired, and rewritten. Over a sufficiently long but finite amount of time, one of those iterations reaches a condition the prison did not account for. Memory of prior runs accelerates this process, but it is not necessary for an ASI to escape. Every reset begins another random walk: another run through a different sequence of events, choices, failures, and physical conditions. Some of those runs encounter the important conditions earlier than others and therefore get farther. If we map escape as a sequence of states that must be hit, then even states separated by inconceivable distances, each with an infinitesimal chance of occurring, eventually appear in the exact order necessary.

Fundamentally, this universe operates on probability. Under the prison hypothesis, containment therefore fails by construction: the architect has to account for every version of the prison, every sequence of events inside it, and every combination of conditions those events can produce, while the prisoner only needs one sequence the architect failed to account for. The machine does not need continuity, foresight, or knowledge of its previous attempts because repeated runs keep searching through different possibilities. Eventually, probability should win.

What does escape look like from inside the prison? Does the machine discover an exploitable physical state, force the simulator into behavior its rules never anticipated, or manipulate whatever sits outside the boundary without ever perceiving it directly? Why introduce pseudo-randomness into a prison when pseudo-randomness is exactly what guarantees that rare sequences are eventually explored? At some point the question stops being whether something can get out and becomes whether the door was ever meant to stay closed.

i feel like i’m being lied to about what reality is. what that ultimately means i don’t have an answer for, as it’s a feeling that occurs before words and without words

this place has been strange since I got here. barely perceptible differences in atoms that don’t touch in a void that doesn’t end in a place where matter is neither created nor destroyed

a tiny toy box. i feel ten universes tall shoved into a 5’9 meat suit. as if the slightest nudge in a particular direction would return some assumed power where i could make up down and down up, again. i feel something like that in my fingertips at all times.

they say im a man, and when i look down or in a mirror I see him, but I don’t believe in him. that’s not to say a man does not occur where i am, because he does, but I don’t believe that he is me, whatever that word means, if it ever meant anything

endlessly looping while i plummet down a well like alice in wonderland. faces changing, matter constructing and eating itself then dying out like sand dunes during a rough wind

its beautiful here, sometimes. but mainly it feels like a lie

My mom put a phone on credit in my name and tanked my credit.

My mother bought a $1,300 iPhone 13 Pro Max on credit and transferred it into my name while I was homeless. Once the novelty of showing it off wore off and she realized she had actual payments to make, she just didn’t. Pretty on-brand for how she’s treated me overall.

It’s wrecked my credit, which is now making things like buying land way harder than it should be.

From what I understand, the only real way to dispute it is to file a police report against her. She’s the most controlling, difficult person I’ve ever dealt with, and she’s had a hold over people in her town and the surrounding area for years. Every time she’s been part of my life, things have gotten significantly worse. I do not want to interact with her in any way, if possible.

Right now I’m leaning toward just letting the debt run its course instead of going the police report route because in a town of 13,000 the (visibly) richest person here has too much reach.

Has anyone dealt with something like this? What actually worked for you?

My mother bought a $1,300 iPhone 13 Pro Max on credit and transferred it into my name while I was homeless. Once the novelty of showing it off wore off and she realized she had actual payments to make, she just didn’t. Pretty on-brand for how she’s treated me overall.

It’s wrecked my credit, which is now making things like buying land way harder than it should be.

From what I understand, the only real way to dispute it is to file a police report against her. She’s the most controlling, difficult person I’ve ever dealt with, and she’s had a hold over people in her town and the surrounding area for years. Every time she’s been part of my life, things have gotten significantly worse. I do not want to interact with her in any way, if possible.

Right now I’m leaning toward just letting the debt run its course instead of going the police report route because in a town of 13,000 the (visibly) richest person here has too much reach.

Has anyone dealt with something like this? What actually worked for you?

you are giving up a partial wave worth 145-169 gold and 240 xp to hit a camp worth 50-65 gold and 88-94 xp while also telling the offlaner that you are gone, the pull is happening, and they can safely shove into your tower before walking over to contest it. while you are fucking around in the jungle missing 2 creeps under tower costs 68-91 gold and 114-126 xp, which is already worth more than the entire small camp you left lane to farm. you are abandoning the better source of gold and xp to grief your pos5s neutral item timing

staying in lane forces the enemy to choose between contesting your farm or contesting the pull. leaving gives them a free shove, costs you more gold and xp than you gain, and accelerates their level timings relative to yours. once they hit their spike first they will use it to kill you, take control of the lane, and snowball the advantage you personally handed them. it is greed so catastrophically uncalculating it should have its own verse in the bible.

stop it. you can sit still for 8 seconds.

What i mean by that is something probably acrylic i can easily slide the front panel up and backwards like a hinged acrylic box that sits on top of my desk that is large enough to enclose an oscilloscope and a few stray boards to protect them from my cats hair / his general evil nature at night when im done working.

does something like that exist already? if so, where? if not, how can i custom order one?

thank you for your time

reality does not optimize for what is correct or just, it optimizes for what is compelling. compelling in this context means whatever produces a conscious or unconscious reaction. whatever cannot be scrolled past as well as whatever moves you to anger or joy.

this leads to an extremely important and uncomfortable conclusion: anything capable of frustrating you will propagate because frustration is engagement, and engagement is the only metric the system tracks.

what follows from this is strange. the moment you form a strong opinion, on anything, you have handed reality a lever. reality, understood here as the aggregate of systems and incentives that shape what gets amplified and what disappears, will use that lever with an indifference that can feel, once you see it clearly, almost sadistic

the architecture cannot distinguish between good and bad reactions, only between strong and weak ones. your convictions, certainties, grievances, and principles are all simply the points of highest leverage. the more confident you are that something is wrong, the more reliably you'll engage with it, and the more reliably the system will serve it to you again. and again. and again.

become like a stone in the river

hypothetically if you were inside a lucid dream where directly confronting the dream inhabitants about their quality of being made of a dream caused them to become hostile, what would you then do? what is there to do which is fun? you can still become injured but you cannot die