056 :: Another week past

What you seek after (is) within you

Spent Tuesday evening with Mr Vickers, it was great to see him for the first time in ages. I find it is extremely grounding to hangout with one of ‘the others’. We talked about all sorts of things, an eclectic and erratic conversation. If you listened to my podcast a while back on the synesthesia I have – where conversations have shapes and ‘materiality’ then you’ll know that I had a wild ride, a good conversation with someone is extremely pleasurable.

I went up and down the river a few times this week in to K-town too. It’s amazing how fast the autumn is turning. But the old man looked truly lovely the other day, the sailing club were out on the river and it was just great. check it out:

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I had to get out the house as the folks who live upstairs have been having our hallway re-decorated and its been full of loud and erratic builders right outside the front door all week.

In other news Eve and I have been working on our big holiday trip plans for next year but were stuck a blow by Norwegian air cancelling the route we had booked our outbound flight on. So we might have to move/rebook the whole thing. Glad we didn’t buy the business class return flights from Perth already.

Also I’m sorting out my taxes. It sucks.

Permanently Moved

Episode 22 – Handprints and Maps

This week I remind you all I’m speaking on Land As Platform at TERRA FICTION as part of codedmatters.nl on the 27 September 2018. Criticise blockchain thinking, then talk briefly about John Barrell’s notion of Circular Geography.

You can subscribe to Permanently Moved in itunes: permanentlymoved.online/itunes  or search in all your favourite podcatchers.

Dipping the stacks

Ancient livestock dung heaps are now African wildlife hotspots

25 Years Ago I Coined the Phrase “Triple Bottom Line.” Here’s Why It’s Time to Rethink It.

HOW MY FATHER’S IDEAS HELPED THE KURDS CREATE A NEW DEMOCRACY

The Ministry

I’ve been moving forward with some fiction writing this week. Came up with an idea around how people on UBI have to do jury service like work two weeks a year, in the case of the MC it’s a fintech exec working on the Thames Estuary picking up rubbish at low tide where an old rubbish dump is eroding into the sea. Next door is a frantic garbage mining operation trying to clear the 1980’s rubbish dump.

I’m about 2.5k words in to an article on Blockchain project problems it’ll be up on medium once a friend has given it a once over.

Book recommendations mentioned last week are coming. Got side tracked by the blockchain article.

Reading

I’m still reading Paul: A Biography

In addition, I’ve been listening to NT writes Gifford lectures. Its 6 hours of content and worth you’re attention.

Music

Don’t know much about nelward but this track is GREAT

Remember kids:

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030 :: “New Nerds”

Honest disagreement is often a good sign of progress – Gandhi

Narrative

I am/I’ve been in Berlin for a while. Right now I am typing this from Trust one of the many Blockchain Co-Working spaces that are in Berlin.

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Photo from Saturday Night. Thanks Cory!

So… I blew passed my self imposed Saturday blog posting deadline. I don’t really have an excuse to be honest. I’ve either been really busy all day or sleeping for nearly a week.

I must admit, Berlin is not my favourite city. It has a grey spirit. It’s not hostile but I have never found it particularly receptive to approaches. The Spree was completely frozen when I arrived (Tits where indeed frozen). It’s been days of grey Clouds. Wind, Rain (as I type this), But Sunday it was 17 degrees with blue sky sunshine. We ate dinner outside in the evening. Since then it has been Raining. Really strange weather.

I’m staying at a ‘Scandi’ Hotel. It’s trying to be international chic in an Airspace kinda way. If you have ever been in someones flat that is 100% Ikea furniture you can get the picture of what the hotel is like. Nice and practical on the surface but when you look more closely everything is slightly broken, chipped or delaminating.

Continuing with my airspace existence, I met up with Johannes in an airspace coffeeshop called westberlin on Saturday. We could have been anywhere but thats the point I suppose. I have data here: The whole city opens up as a strange techno airspace-dream. Get out of the airport, call a Mytaxi via app, pay for the U bahn with its app. Pay for shit in the hotel with my contactless online bank that isn’t charging me a fee for spending Euro. All good.

I went to see the The Ishtar Gate in the Pergamon Museum yesterday. It was colossal

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Dipping the stacks

I must admit I haven’t really been online. Its been nice. Might keep it that way

The Ministry

I’m in Berlin both for work and for a (previously mentioned) conspiratorial reason. The weekend was spent at a facilitated meeting with a bunch of awesome people. We filled a huge whiteboard with notes and planning.

Solarpunk was written about in the LARB this week by Rhys who I had a call with a few weeks ago. We met at a sci-fi convention back in September, He including a link to the reference guide which was nice of him. It’s weird that different websites that I thought would have had a much lower profile than the LARB have driven more traffic.

I met up with Terra0 whilst I was here. they are building a forrest that owns itself.

Had some beers withJulian Oliver who I have known for a while now, since the early days of the #stacktivism project. That was nice.

My good friend Alex also happens to be in Berlin and we grabbed dinner.

I’m kinda blockchained out. TBH

Reading

Even though I have like 101 books on the go at the moment, I started and finished reading Skin In the Game by Taleb this week. Its such an important concept. One of my favourite quotes is:

 

“Bureaucracy is a construction by which a person is conveniently separated from the consequences of his or her actions.”

–  Skin In the Game Nassim Nicholas Taleb

Music

I’ve barely had the chance to listen to anything in the last week or so. The only music I have on my phone is a collection of Lightnin’ Hopkins MP3s so I’ve been listing to that tbh.

Remember kids:

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028 :: A strange sort of collapse

Let nothing disturb you,
Let nothing frighten you,
All things are passing away:
God never changes.
Patience obtains all things
Whoever has God lacks nothing;
God alone suffices.

— St. Teresa of Avila

Narrative

I walk from Bank down Bishopsgate.

A man shouts ‘Standard’ over and over. I wonder if he’s an NPC: street dressing in the simulation.

Though the new Spitalfields, past chain stores and expensive second hand furniture stores.

Cut across Brick Lane to the Co-working space.

So fancy, but at the same time just shabby enough to raise the rent. Dosa World next door seems utopian in comparison. We talk about designing Blockchain protocols as the sun goes down.

It’s all End of Empires stuff.

The background societal ennui comes from our cultures core problems. Ignore the buzzing, stick to the mission: Escape from Prison, Save the world.

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Another freezing cold morning.

I follow an hour behind Eves commute. We met for a quick kiss at 3pm.

The building is next door to the Red Cross Office. Co-located but different views of the city and the world.

Blockchain talk again.

Nearly 6 hours of technical presentations. ZK-Snarks are discussed, the speaker assumed that audience knows WTF they are.

The MC is obsessed with alt coins. I shout out a fake ‘ASS coin’ and people around me nod and write it down.

A UK lawyer speaks: TLDR if you are in the UK and want to start a blockchain biz: Don’t bother.

I sat with someone from a Slack I’m in. I enjoyed his company.

The sun went down.

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I decide to drink way too much free Prosecco and watched the sunset to cope. Later, I wound up in full rant mode to a stranger about how despite everything we’re all fucked. “Gallows are platforms too”.

Inspired, I drunk call one of my oldest friends and demand he drinks with me in Moorgate after work.

He obliges.

Turns out he’s working out his notice.

Stress levels at the biotech startup he works at was getting to him. I told him he had a nice haircut – that made him happy.

I get back to the HQ in Zone 6 and drink even more with a different friend. We talk about his recent job interview and the state of high end electronics market in retail.

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Skype call with a total stranger.

He tells me he liked my short fiction I sent him. “Don’t edit it down into a short story. Make it 3 times as long.”

We discuss grass roots democracy in the US. Watershed management in Arizona.

We discuss the merits of Cooking vs Polyphony as appropriate metaphors for ways of navigating online spaces.

We talk about intellectual pursuits and how some cultural figures preoccupations aren’t the ones I always want to be devoting my intellectual and moral energies to sorting out.

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On a back channel I talk at length about Curation Markets and Token inflation curves with people who are inveting the stuff.

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I remember that it’s always the End of Empires. And for now I’ll keep buying out of season fruit whilst it lasts.

Dipping the stacks

  • #Theassistance
  • Doesn’t matter what the hell you say there’s still 21 trillion dollars missing
  • I forget what we are arguing about but i’m going to argue anyway
  • Youtube launched a patreon thingy
  • Anthems good, Cops good (Apparently)

The Ministry

See the above Narrative. It’s been a weird week.

My new accountants terrified me by sending me a pdf of my old companies accountancy firm’s HMRC case from last year.  “Within the law, but not its spirit”. I might end up owing hella taxes. But hey ho, thats life I suppose, It’ll impact people in their early 20’s far more than it will impact me if it comes down to that. I’m holding on to my butt.

I wrote an essay for myself. Kinda like it.

I sent of nearly 1k words of critique to a blockchain startup on their go to market strategy having read their white paper and watched a few live Q&As with their founder they were super receptive which was really cool

I haven’t finished anything substantial that I thought I would do this week but there is always the weekend.

Reading

I put down 12 rules for life an antidote to chaos for now and decided to re-read the Papyrus of Ani instead.

Ma’at is good and its worth is lasting.It has not been disturbed since the day of its creator,whereas he who transgresses its ordinances is punished.It lies as a path in front even of him who knows nothing.Wrongdoing has never yet brought its venture to port.It is true that evil may gain wealth but the strength of truth is that it lasts;a man can say: “It was the property of my father.

The 6 virtues of Maat 

Truth, balance, order, law, morality, and justice.

The 42 laws of Maat

I have not committed sin.
I have not committed robbery with violence.
I have not stolen.
I have not slain men and women.
I have not stolen grain.
I have not purloined offerings.
I have not stolen the property of the gods.
I have not uttered lies.
I have not carried away food.
I have not uttered curses.
I have not committed adultery.
I have made none to weep.
I have not eaten the heart [i.e., I have not grieved uselessly, or felt remorse].
I have not attacked any man.
I am not a man of deceit.
I have not stolen cultivated land.
I have not been an eavesdropper.
I have slandered [no man].
I have not been angry without just cause.
I have not debauched the wife of any man.
I have not debauched the wife of [any] man. (repeats the previous affirmation but addressed to a different god).
I have not polluted myself.
I have terrorized none.
I have not transgressed [the Law].
I have not been wroth.
I have not shut my ears to the words of truth.
I have not blasphemed.
I am not a man of violence.
I am not a stirrer up of strife (or a disturber of the peace).
I have not acted (or judged) with undue haste.
I have not pried into matters.
I have not multiplied my words in speaking.
I have wronged none, I have done no evil.
I have not worked witchcraft against the King (or blasphemed against the King).
I have never stopped [the flow of] water.
I have never raised my voice (spoken arrogantly, or in anger).
I have not cursed (or blasphemed) God.
I have not acted with evil rage.
I have not stolen the bread of the gods.
I have not carried away the khenfu cakes from the spirits of the dead.
I have not snatched away the bread of the child, nor treated with contempt the god of my city.
I have not slain the cattle belonging to the god.

Music

Queen of K-pop BoA released a new single this week. Its the title track from the new EP of the same name. Its a reminder to everyone why she’s the queen. I think she’s in the 18th year of her career or something. Her 2003 album Valenti used to be on repeat in my kitchen at university. My housemate at the time Mari was obsessed with it, and we all loved it for its Britney vibes.

Remember kids:

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