oreoofficial
cat shouldnt be in the toilet but it is
This has the same energy as that beavis and butthead bit about "that guy Handjob from the 007 movies"
The fact that there's an actually functional website for the library of Babel is one of those things that fucks me up more and more the more I think about the implications.
So, if anyone hasn’t encountered the concept of the library of Babel, the idea comes from a story of the same name by Jorge Luis Borges, which is set inside a seemingly infinite library which contains every possible combination of letters, periods, commas and spaces that fits within 410 pages.
So like... It isn’t THAT out there that someone was able to make a digital version of it. Making an algorithm that randomly generates every possible combination of those 29 characters within that space and making a website that lets you explore those combinations are things that are pretty squarely within the scope of things you’d expect someone to be able to make a computer do.
But it begins to get pretty out there when you start thinking about all the things that are technically contained there (and that someone randomly browsing it could THEORETICALLY stumble upon) just by virtue of being one of those possible combinations of letters, spaces, commas, and periods.
Somewhere in that website there IS a book that specifically mentions me by full name before giving an accurate, excruciatingly detailed, 410-page long physical description of me. There’ also many more books that SEEM to be that but are actually factually inaccurate. There’s also versions of all of those containing every possible combination of every possible typo, spelling mistake, and grammatical error.
Somewhere in that website there IS a book that’s a perfectly accurate prediction of how and when I will die narrated in third person over the course of 410 pages. There’s also a book that contains the exact same events narrated in first person. Not only for me, but for every person in the world. There are many more that claim to be that but are actually inaccurate.
Somewhere in that website there IS a book that’s completely blank except for the world’s funniest dick joke written right at the end of the very last page.
But chances are no one browsing that website is EVER going to see any of that because for every book we would consider useful, interesting, or even intelligible there are millions upon millions upon millions more that are just completely full of gibberish from cover to cover.
Every single thing I will ever write (barring punctuation marks that arent periods or commas and the letter ñ) is already contained somewhere on that website.
OP, you forgot to mention one of best parts, that being that you can search the website, and find exactly what book and page i can find, for example, the book containing the text of this tumblr post word for word.
heres the code if you would like to read it yourself:
you guys have got to try living . its ugly but theres no other option
don't wanna
didnt ask dont care surrender to the tide of life and allow it to wash over you in all its imperfect and profound beauty
I think abt the left 4 dead 2 graffiti so often. Like they really had the human condition nailed huh.
Anonymous asked:
Mink i have news. I'm making better call Saul and breaking bad in the sims, but I keep forgetting I have wicked whims (the sex mod) installed. I just removed Saul's pants in create-a-sim, and he was hung like a horse. What do I do.
you're gonna put his pants back on
and I won't say this twice, you're going to turn the slider down.
listen to me
the man carries a snub nose for protection.
listen to me
BUDDY you're a BOY you're a BIG BIG BOY you're a BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BOY you got mud on your face you BIG BIG BOY kicking your can all over the place singing WEE wee WEE wee WEE wee WEE wee
The Supplicant
"Lord, my lord, we go hungry tonight. May we eat the scraps from your long table?"
"Eat the chaff from the fields, but stay you from my table."
"Lord, my lord, we go thirsty tonight. May we drink the dribblings from your deep goblet?"
"Drink the runoff from the gutters, but stay you from my goblet."
"Lord, my lord, we go cold tonight. May we sleep in the sheets from your many beds?"
"Sleep in the hay from the stables, but stay you from my beds."
"Lord, my lord, we grow restless tonight..."
“This is a tapestry I made myself! I just finished it!”
“…. this is…. big.”
“Eighty feet long, ten high, in forty panels! It was originally going to be sixty feet, but then the Thomas Malory Arthuriana got big and I had to put more stuff in.”
“… Malory published in the fifteenth century.”
“Do you have any idea how long it takes one person to embroider eight thousand square feet of tapestry?”
“You’ve had a lot of free time in the last eight hundred years, haven’t you?”
“Not once I took up embroidery as a hobby, no!”
“Want to see my stalagmite cultivation work?”
Customer: FOR UNCLE CHARALES DMV: FUCKED Verdict: DENIED
