ultimape 🐜💩 💛 @ultimape@mastodon.social

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I am a walking-talking infohazard and am probably dangerous to your wellbeing. I vacillates between curiosity/playfulness, but even IRL I have trouble with signaling intent.

Subverting the way we model the world can break walls we build to protect ourselves. Breaking my own walls is how I overcome my own fears.

This may enhance triggers in those who have differing fear/disgust responses.

Knowing your emotional limits is not a weakness.

I won't be mad if you unfollow.

Things I've been absolutely fascinated with: #governance and #governancestructures, #socialnetworks, #gametheory, #incentive systems and mechanism / #gamedesign, #decentralized anything, organizational #rituals, #advertising theory, #information #networks, #psychology, #sociobiology, #complexsystems theory, #emergence, #swarmcognition, #groupformation and #autopoiesis, risk reward processing, and the nature of #homeostasis in living systems.

Basically I wanna put sentient robotic ants on mars.

"is simultaneously a personal and intimately optimistic takedown on struggle, defiance, awareness, aloneness, and a takedown of heteronormative capitalistic patriarchal authoritarian politics in topics ranging from love, technology, religion, war, to migration."
http://www.brooklynvegan.com/28-new-songs-out-today-3/

Experiment
https://youtube.com/watch?v=h1_T6RcoBWs (360 music video)

Friendly reminder that I have a KeyBase account tied to this mastodon if you don't feel comfortable sharing via semi-public channels.

For my witchery followers in this space. I wanna learn the history of midwifery and explore the nature of abortion/childbirthing practices across cultures.

I'd love some tips on medicinal herbs that aid in childbirth. Particularly around pain reduction, dilation and preventing someone from bleeding out.

I've got Mugwart, Black Cohosh, and Gensing already on my list of interesting plants. But would love more.

I often wake up thinking - panicking - about having to go to school.

The pain haunts me. I hate it.

I got lucky. I found an opportunity and I took it. I think back though about all my friends who didn't have the tenacity I did. The patients for these shit systems we are forced to endure.

I often wonder how different my life would be had I not found myself with a means.

I am obessed with "why". Why do these awful institutions persist. What is their history? What does society get out of them?

There are different ways, but why isn't it more widespread?
https://www.are.na/ultimape/against-school

Some of my most favorite people in my memories are teachers. They encouraged us, and helped us see the world in new and interesting ways.

But some of my most hated people in my memories are also teachers. They chastised us, and worked to shutdown any semblance of curiosity.

I moved around a lot growing up, so I had a large number of experiences with different teachers and school processes. I can't say I found a single one worthwhile.

I took the first opportunity I could to get out of there.

Really all I ever wanted was to be treated fairly and for teachers to do their jobs.

If we are forced to go to school and punished by parents if we got bad grades, you better be putting in the correct grades in that little graph lined attendance book of yours!

"Imagine if compulsory education was just an elaborate escape room that almost all of us failed

The adults were rooting for us to escape, hinting/nudging with the lamest “stay in school” propaganda possible"
https://www.are.na/block/4281666

Later we got a different spanish teacher who came from a catholic school and was really strict. They called us heathens a lot and generally was mean to students who made honest mistakes. Lots of shaming behavior that everyone hated.

We learned a lot of french and Spanish swearwords that year. My interest in language stems partially from learning about cognates and suggestive metaphors.

Ended up freaking out after a few months because we were collectively gaslighting them for being mean to us.

One teacher was particularly dickish. I handed in a paper that was 3 paragraphs of generic formula writing, then laurem ipsum for another 5, A real quote from an online source, then the final sentence. Got a B.

It was my last paper in the class and they didn't teach any courses past that grade-level.

Teacher was mad when I pointed it out to next kids in the class and someone snitched.

Proudest B in my life. They couldn't change it without admitting how my work wasn't being thoroughly graded.

I don't trust teachers because they fucked over my friends a lot as punishment. I once risked getting expelled by switching my paper with best writer in class to see if I was being unfairly graded. That was the year I learned about perceptual bias and statistics.

I had got an F in Spanish because teacher put down another kid's scores in the book because we had similar last names. I kept all my quizzes so it was easy to fix. But jaded me against the system. Realized it was all a sham.

Fun idea: framing the "Pareto-Frontier" as the set of all possible states where a multiplicity of utility functions all end up in a nash equilibrium (given an entities given goals), with Schelling points as the intersection of multiple agents acting with the same space but not necessarily playing for the same utility.

Good luck fighting spam.

I've been obsessively investigating the nature of how biological creatures solve the "pseudospoofing" (sybil attack) phenomena.

Ants actually deal with this problem when protecting their colony. As far as I can tell from the math, it's impossible to route it out entirely because there are inherent tradeoffs.

Though I don't think our current systems are anywhere close to the Pareto-Frontier in this space.

Junk trunk
Sass ass
Stuffin muffin
Poot boot
What butt
Gear rear
Dump rump
Rend end
Supline behind
Caught'em Buttom
Hard rock, Buttock
Rhyming flair, my derriere

One footed fish; those whom poot within sea boots.

I wonder if it's offensive to call somebody a sea cucumber.

More importantly I wonder what the fish that lives inside of it is called.

Maybe the sea cucumber likes being called a sea cucumber. Did you think ever about that?

I wonder if she cucumbers make good slippers. Boots of the sea.

One does not simply poot in the boot.

There's a snake in my poot.

Mr. Pig, I think we should get a d..oot suit riot, and throw back a bottle of tears.

I think you're cute.

This meeming is moot.

Stop all your pussy footing.
Quit it with yah goose stepping.
End yous'n dog walking.
Nix und ur frog poggleing.
Nil yush tortoise tromplin.
Sluta sin orm stompen.

These snoots were made for booping.
And that's just what I'll do
One of these days these snoots are gonna boop all over you.

We're BOOPING the snoot. We're booping the snoot.

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Putting some gherkins through a mincing machine to make relish. Getting up to grab a fresh jar, accidentally spilling it everywhere.

Relishing: being covered in sweet sweet nonsense.

A little nonsense now and then, is relished by the wisest men.

̶ʇ̶ı̶ ̶ǝ̶s̶ɹ̶ǝ̶ʌ̶ǝ̶ɹ̶ ̶'̶ʇ̶ɐ̶ɥ̶ʇ̶ ̶ǝ̶ʞ̶ı̶ɹ̶ʇ̶s̶

A little madness here and there, is relished via gross gherkin.

I'm a liminalist
I'm a liminalist
I'll take a piece-of-shit meme & lower the semantic frame, motherfuckah;
𝐏𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝟏𝟖 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐚𝐡;
𝘛𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘤, 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩, 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘢𝘩
So when the world rolls me around this town
Yeah, I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed.