Tom Ramcigam (magicmarmot) wrote,
Tom Ramcigam
magicmarmot

fatalism comes in threes

I was gonna try and write somthing profound, something about death, but I feel too lazy today. I have a lot of stuff I need to do with cleaning and packing being pretty high on the list, but part of me really wants to head outside and play... maybe see a movie, or go have a picnic by a lake (well, not a lake since there really aren't any here, but maybe down by the river). Or maybe stay inside and search online for lonely women, or watch a movie, or do my taxes.
Somehow everything is feeling stale.


Ended up watching this in the early morning hours, and it's every bit as good or possibly even better than Ghost in the Shell was. autodidactic, it's right up your alley, filled with experiential agronymity and machine souls, and a fuck-with-your-head style that is just absorbing. And it's just damn pretty.


Millions of cells, perhaps billions of cells are replaced in my body over time. Common statistical studies believe that the cells in your body are replaced every seven years. But the methods of cellular replication are imperfect, and give rise to errors in replication. Those errors are in some cases viable-- if you were to plot out the replication viability on a graph, it would look like a set of fractal islands; some areas along the shore being pulled into a fuzzy gray area where the viability goes into hyperasymptotic judgement and mutates into something beyond recognition.
The cells that are viable live, and hopefully replace the dead cells with something so similar in function as to be a perfect replacement. The unviable cells die and are washed away in a sea of excreta. The hyperasymptotic cells... they are the wild card. They can form tumors, or cancer cells, or just subtly change the way an organ works.
The changes accumulate. Over the span of years, they change the way the body works. Sometimes the replication fails altogether, and we degenerate, dying from the inside. Sometimes the replication is affected by outside disease and we die from the body being overwhelmed, new cells being unable to keep up with the death of the old cells.
I tend to think of the body as a vessel, a container for the things that make me me, the who of who I am being a separate thing. But it's not like that really: the body and the mind are one, container and contained being fused togther into a holistic mass of meat and electrochemical jelly.
Eventually we all travel that chain of fractal viability islands, and as we voyage farther out, viability becomes less likely until we all eventually get to the place where we can't go anymore without becoming immersed in the sea of fatality.
In other words, we're all dying a little bit every day.
So I guess we should enjoy it while we can.


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