Archive for Space

The Space for Invention….

Posted in Advertising, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , on March 7, 2016 by urbannight

… has just been invented . . . Spaces.

space-wallpaper-29This was an advert I saw on the side of a bus today.  It really torqued me off.  As if all space for invention was substandard before this building went up.

A space for invention has existed for a long time.  Laboratories.  Labs.  But people don’t need fancy places for the inventive process.

People have been inventing things in basements, garages, and attics.

People have been inventing in shops, sheds, and barns.

People have even been inventing in bedrooms and at kitchen tables.

The true space for in invention isn’t a place.  It is in the human mind.

 

Strange Dreams

Posted in Books, Entertainment, Gaming, Life, Movies and Theatre, Science, Technology, Travel with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 7, 2012 by urbannight

Lebbeus Woods ship for Aliens 3

(Apologies, I will have to tidy this entry up a bit latter.  But I burnt lunch twice while doing this and I don’t really want to waste anymore food.)

I had a dream about a planet ship built on earth. There was NOTHING really new in this dream.  But that is  usually how the subconscious works.  It pulls from a variety of sources.  Usually from things watched, read, or thought about recently.  Since I’ve been watching comedies and Korean horror, reading fantasy and children’s fantasy, and working on non-fiction and some fantasy, this extremely Sci-Fi focused dream has to have been inspired by the only source of Science Fiction I’ve had the past month.  Thanks StoriesbyWillaims, Sci-fi is invading my sleep.  Also credited are Star Wars the Old Republic and Alpha Centauri.

It was partly built with technology from ‘somewhere else’.  The dream didn’t specify.  Perhaps another planet, fleeing the ravengers came across earth and a joint project enabled the two to build something beyond what their individual technologies would allow.  The technology and programing itself was highly adaptable so that it would update itself.  It was intuitive so that it could see connections between two lines of study and research and be able see where the results could be connected to create new things.  But it stopped just short of being self-determination and self-awareness.  People were loaded onto this craft and sent out into space.

People need purpose so we set up city like communities.  People had homes, jobs, and mostly replicated the normal lives they left behind.  I am myself in this dream and I have no idea what my job was exactly.

We encountered others who needed to be saved and were able to save portions of populations.  The ship ended up in districts where certain, more compatible races, lived.  Shortly after this ship takes off from earth, robotic and medical joint research enables the ship to see a way to create cybernetic bodies and download personalities into them with some reproductive capabilities.  People still desired children. It would massively extend life spans, slow down childbirth rates, control population growth without legislating it, and even enable people to cross over to a different species.

I took advantage of this tech as did many people.  Some people did not.  It was too strange, to scary, or denied God too much.  But most of the overly religious never got onto the ship to start with.

But for some people, the reproductive functions didn’t.  Some people greatly pitied those who realized they would never be able to reproduce.  Some of them fell into a deep despondency.  Other didn’t care.  It created an almost eternal life span for the people to went into it early on. This was soon seen as a flaw and some limitations on life spans were incorporated into the design.  With a long time to live, some who realized they wouldn’t be able procreate took the view that it was simple a matter of time before the weird glitch would be found and corrected.

This saw an upswing in people from less human-like looking races towards more human like races.  Or adapting  the particular physical attributes the races prized most to a more human-like base structure.  Not out of any idea that ‘human’ were better but because, off of the native planets and on a ship, even a planet sized one, it simply had better functionality.

I was in one of the early batches with nearly unlimited life span and ended up in some sort of military capacity.  At a shop one day I ran into the first person I had known in childhood who also made it onto this ship.  Eric Hansen.

Eventually, the districts came to represent different political ideals and world views.  And the natural progression was, of course, war.  It was bad enough having to deal with war between our various ideals but there was also the ravengers to deal with.  As the scientists and the labs were busily churning out research to find a way to deal with them, the ship puts two and two together and creates a new drive and shooting use far away and beyond anyplace we could identify.  And a new internal transport vehicle is produced based on the Kia model my roommate recently bought.

Custom Kia Soul (in my dream, it could fly)

The thing is, during this ‘jump’ the ship pretty much put every one to sleep.  But there were some damages when coming out the other side.  Various areas were woken up at different rates.  Some of the districts took advantage of it to advance their war efforts.

We were fighting off a unit with newly adapted, close quarters weaponry.  Cutting weapons for up close, personal, fighting.  I grabbed two pieces from a downed enemy and was trying to figure out how to use them when a new surge was pushed forward, largely civilian cannon fodder.  I was told to fall back and give them to someone else when I finally got the hang of it.  These were ugly, brutal weapons causing pain and suffering rather than a quick death.  Once I figured them out, it was basically a bloodbath.

Only I don’t like slasher films so my brain, which dreams in vivid, color, movie-like patterns kindly avoided letting me actually see some of that stuff.

Anyway, it was a very detailed, elaborate, drawn out dream with lots of elements from many sci-fi movies, books, and t.v. shows.  Opps, and games.

The Sun and Venus

Posted in Writing with tags , , , , , on June 5, 2012 by urbannight

Courtesy of Digital Blasphemy

 

There’s a little black spot on the sun today…

 

Mile Markers and Obligations

Posted in Art, Entertainment, Life, Uncategorized, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 20, 2012 by urbannight

I am told that there is this obligatory, “I’ve hit some mile marker and must post random stats,” blog one must do.  Since I didn’t do it at 100 I’m supposed to do it now that I hit 150. 

I started this in 2010 but couldn’t really get into the swing of it until a few months back and now seem to be going like gangbusters. I usually post daily. I occasionally miss a day, but that is made up by the fact that some days I post extra posts.  There are days that just trigger more thoughts that want to be blogged than others. 

And yes, it is the thoughts themselves that sometimes want to be blogged.  Sometimes, they are like characters in a story you are working on that really want your attention and really want to do something or other you didn’t plan.

This morning, when I collected my data, some of which has changed now, I only had 1704 all time views.  But most of it was since earlier this year.  I’ve not been Freshly Pressed and actually would be shocked if that ever happened.  So I’m not overly worried about it.  I don’t need to be the person with the most friends or the most followers to be happy. 

My busiest day was 4-12-12.  I posted two blogs and I think I reposted one.  I couldn’t tell when I looked at the stats today, but if I remember correctly, the most viewed blog that day was one I had posted a day or three before. 

When I look at the most common search terms that led people to my blog, all of the ones tied for first place contain “TARDIS”.  Go figure.

The top countries for visits are not too surprising. 

  1. USA
  2. Canada
  3. United Kingdom

Given the most common search word, this should have been expected.

Some countries kind of surprised me:Pakistan,RepublicofKorea,United Arab Emirates,Kenya,Singapore,Malaysia,Saudi Arabia,Ghana,Ecuador,Chile,Serbia, and theUkraine.

The most viewed page is Homepage/Archives.  Should I even count that?  Number two is Tardis and Creativity.  Number three is The Void – a Rift in the Space Time Continuum. 

I have no idea how to hide a link under a word.  If I did, I would do that.  To make it easier to find for people who might have missed them. So I will do it the messy way.

https://urbannight.wordpress.com/2012/03/16/tardis-and-creativity/
https://urbannight.wordpress.com/2010/09/02/the-void-a-rift-in-the-space-time-continuum/

I’m not sure why this is obligatory.  I’m not sure that any of it means anything to anyone other than me.  But here it is for your viewing pleasure.

The Void . . . A rift in the space-time continuum.

Posted in Life with tags , , , , , , , , on September 2, 2010 by urbannight

The Void is not the inky blackness of space as some people seem to think.  Which is actually chock full of suns and stars and planets and proto-planets and asteroids and comets and quasars and black holes and whatever else is out there. 

Nor is it the “new frontier” of the deepest darkest ocean depths in which new and increasingly strange life forms are to be found.

In fact, contrary to the definition of ‘void’ as something that is devoid of anything, empty, uninhabited, deserted, and so on, everything we think of as a void really does have things in them.

No, The Void is a rift in the space-time continuum that seems to exist at the back of washers and dryers and dishwasher.  It can be found in the back of closets, drawers, cupboards.  It can even be found hiding in purses and on bookshelves and in cars. 

On the whole, the Void does not harm the universe nor do we normally notice it.  Not until we are matching socks and realize that an even number went into the wash and an odd number came out.  Or we sense it when we go to get that pencil or sticky pad we tossed in the drawer at the end of the work day the afternoon before.  Sometimes it’s when we are looking for our favorite lip balm that was brand new, only used once, and suddenly missing from our purse.  Some of these items are gone forever.  Some suddenly turn up weeks later, in the exact place they were supposed to be, even thought you up ended the drawer or purse and went through it item by item.

You could say that someone else had it and put it back later.  This could be so at work, or if you live with people.  But not when you live alone.  Some of my friends say the cat did it.  Others like to say it was the fairies.  Personally, I say it was The Void gobbling up our bits and pieces.