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Teleportation Via Regret, Doubt, and Fear (Part 2)

Monday, March 5th, 2007

I wrote about “Telportation via Fear and Doubt” a week or two ago, and got into a comment thread with “Al” who, by the way takes really interesting gnarly photos, like the one above. Rather than answering his latest comment in the thread, I’m making a post out of my answer.

For the sake of an interesting story, doubt and fear seem like good emotions for basing teleportation upon — exactly because they are normally viewed as negative things we want to get rid of. I think it’s kind of pleasing to have the powers come from familiar negative emotions rather than positive emotions or from intellectual feats. This way, there’s a reversal of expectations.

Something I learned from Sheckley is to have my characters be as fallible and screwed-up and neurotic and human as I know myself to be. If you’re not familiar with Sheckley, you might think of him as being a writer a little like Woody Allen. I’ve never liked the bombastic superhero kind of SF where the characters are conventionally heroic. I like my characters to be more realistically flawed, more human, or, as I often say, more transreal — see my “Transrealist Manifesto” off my writing page.

Given that the Sheck-man is the master, my first impulse was simply to make things easy for myself and copy him with no further thought. But, okay, with all this said, let me think a bit more deeply about the questions Al raises. After all, when I post these ideas of mine, I’m asking for suggestions, so I need to open my mind enough to actually think about intelligent responses. As opposed to reacting with defensiveness and blind fury (always my default response!) It’s painful work to actually listen to another mind…

Let’s see — my underlying scientific idea is that the ability to teleport results from a heightened ability to imagine other realities. Which emotions in fact involve this? Hmmm.

Regret involves imagining alternate pasts (like one where I attended or worked at Stanford!) If you want to flip this to a positive emotion, you might think of gratitude that things came out the way they did instead of in some other way. Like the gratitude you might have over that you were able to raise your children fairly well. You might even speak of this as pride, like a quiet pride in a job well done. But pride easily curdles into a negative, after all it’s a Deadly Sin.

Doubt involves imagining alternate present times and locations. In doubt, you wonder if everything you believe is wrong and the world is different than you imagined. Flipping to a positive, we could speak of humans have curiosity or adventurousness or enterprise.

Fear involves imagining bad alternate futures. Hope and yearning and longing are about positive futures. This said, yearning can be a negative in that it saps your appreciation of the present.

I think it’s subtly funny to have teleportation arise from what we (perhaps mistakenly) consider “bad” things about human personality. Regret about the past Doubt regarding the present, Fear regarding the future.

I’m well aware that these aren’t pleasant feelings. Meditation often involves trying not to think about the future, about the outer world, and about the past, that is, to stay away from regret, doubt, and fear. But it’s also true that, when meditating, you can learn to accept these negative emotions as an inevitable part of your psyche — but without letting them take over the driver’s seat.

If we wanted to speak only in terms of positive emotions, we might say that the ability to teleport arises from gratitude, curiosity, and hope. Instead of saying it comes from regret, doubt, and fear. To me the positive version seems duller to read about, too self-congratulatory. The quirkier, more perverse, negative formulation jolts you up and makes you think—the rah-rah “uplifting” version sound soporific, like a platitude, and may even provoke resentment, as in: “Why don’t I have all those good feelings?” Everyone can relate to negative feelings; they’re in some way more universal.

As I mentioned, I’m seeing a kind of transreal equivalence between teleportation and writing. And I’m thinking that if all I had were positive pleasant emotions, I probably wouldn’t be taking the trouble to write. It’s the negatives that get me moving.

A completely different positive emotional complex that I’m bringing into play here involves compassion, empathy, pity and love, all of which involve imagining the minds of other beings in the present. I may yet use these emotions in the book, but for some other superpower. Maybe I’ll use love to enable people to jump out of cosmos and into the land of the actual infinites, possibly to be featured in a PS3 called Transfinite.

Just for the sake of systemizing completeness, what might be the lower-order animal versions of the paired human past-present-future complexes of (Human negative) regret-doubt-fear or (Human positive) gratitude-curiosity-hope?

(Animal regret/gratitude.) Negative and positive versions of this that animals might share could simply be discontentment and contentment.

(Animal doubt/curiosity). With animal doubt, I’m thinking of an animal compulsively looking out of the burrow to see if an enemy is coming. And animal curiosity is inquisitiveness, like in restless foraging behavior and searching for mates.

(Animal fear/hope). I think maybe this is where greed fits in. Greed is a low-level desire relating to the future. Greed is a both a positive and negative, I think, depending on hard you push it. Greed bores me, it’s so first chakra, so, so … Wall Street.

Today’s pictures are mostly from a Big Basin hike, with a few from Stanford campus, where I was happy to see my first book for sale. Good old Dover Books. Usually they just publish dead people who are in the public domain, so when I wrote this first book, I used a somewhat old-timey-sounding form of my full name, “Rudolf v. B. Rucker.” A Dover editor stopped by our house in Geneseo, in upstate New York to have a look at me — imagine her surprise to find a twenty-nine-year-old hippie with hair down to his shoulders!

One more link, just for fun: psychic Ellie Crystal’s “Crystalinks” site advises how to develop telekinesis, that is, the ability to move objects other than yourself!

Various Links, with Big Basin Illos

Friday, March 2nd, 2007

RU Sirius posted a transcript of his interviews with me at his Ten Zen Monkeys site.

Paul DiFilippo’s cool new story “Wikiworld” is online.

Rick Kleffel reviewed Mathematicians in Love on his Trashotron site.

Owen Maresh has some nice-looking gnarly mathematical movies.

On online zine about Philip K. Dick called PKD Otaku

A wiki about Thomas Pynchon!

A hi-brow ranter with the screen name Gaspaheangea is posting some nice, demented stuff.

SFRevu writes about my story collection Mad Professor.

From Marc Powell, a link to a PDF with a lot of old paintings showing UFOs.

Trey Ratcliff sends a link to his blog with High Dynamic Range photos, also a link to his HDR tutorial about how to make HDR photos using Photoshop and Photomatix on a Mac. I myself would like to start making these kinds of pix in the coming year; if you have Photoshop CS2 you don’t need Photomatix, as mentioned in another tutorial, which in fact puts down Photomatix a bit.

It would be cool if these pictures of mine were in fact HDR instead of simply Phtoshop de-shadowed. But I also think I’d need a better camera. It’s kind of discouraging, really, to look at HDR pix, they make my photos look weak. On the other hand, I take a lot of them.

As I understand it, for HDR you take the same picture at a fixed aperture (so as to have same depth of field) but at five different speeds (I’m guessing that using a tripod is pretty much essential)—or at a fixed speed and five different apertures (so as to avoid motion blur) —and then you let your software munge that into a single image in which the highlighted and shadowed regions are all perfectly exposed. I imagine that in five years, we’ll have digital cameras that do this automatically. Trey argues that we natively do see the world in HDR; my eye is always twitching, getting a little bit of the picture here, a little bit there, and it’s quilted together in my brain into an image of the scene as a whole. My retina opens and closes adaptively as I look from dark to light to dark.

I’m thinking a way to do HDR on the fly would be to have the individual pixel elements each do something like that.

Most of today’s pictures are from a hike I took in Big Basin Redwoods State Park this week with my friend Emilio. A few of them are from a Sunday visit to the Stanford campus as well.

Prints of My Paintings on Imagekind

Tuesday, February 27th, 2007

A few (well, one or two) readers asked if it might be possible to buy prints of my paintings. So I decided to go for it. I used my old Leica with a wide-angle lens and a great (cheap at $39) 1000-watt halogen lamp from Ace Hardware. The photo shop scanned my negatives at 2000 dpi to give me some fairly hefty files.

And I uploaded them to Imagekind.com; they gave me a free account as rudy.imagekind.com — with no www, how modern, how Web 2.0. And now you can order nice big prints of my paintings, fairly reasonably priced, on fancier paper if you like, or even with a frame.

What does this picture mean? Well, I wrote a little comment on each painting on the Imagekind site, and you can read my notes on my paintingsall together in my gallery feed, which is kind of nice.

Not to go all commercial on you, I also revamped my personal paintings page with bigger and better images than before with one of those cute thumbnail scrollbars that Photoshop can make. I like how colorful this page is.

Buddha says check it out. Tomorrow I’m sending off my negatives for a 4000 dpi scan to make even bigger image files in case anyone wants to print a really big poster of one of my paintings—I should have the bigger files on Imagekind in a couple of weeks.

Teleportation Via Fear and Doubt

Saturday, February 24th, 2007

Even though this post could have been called PS2 Notes #11: Hylozoic, I got tired of putting that tag into my entry titles. I guess I could flag these novel notes via a Category tag at the end of each entry, but I find that too much trouble, too. The blog’s internal Search box takes care of categorization actually. Search for Hylozoic or PS2, and you’ll find the entries about the novel.

[Here, by way of segue, is an Art Sample from the Glorious Seventies.]

I was set off on today’s line of thought by a comment on my blog from RedSlime: “I think you need a good physics reason for limiting teleportation — suppose that, say, humans’ Higgs particle interactions are unique, with the difference caused by some quality of human mentation.”

Yes, what if the human ability to teleport is very rare among the intelligent beings of the cosmos? It would be cool if the Khan and need humanoids to drive the teleportation engines of their intergalactic spaceships. Maybe they’ve enslaved a humanoid race in another galaxy.

This puts me in mind of Robert Sheckley’s 1953 story ‘Specialist,’ from his landmark anthology, Untouched By Human Hands. In the story, humans are so-called Pushers, who can push starcraft to faster-than-light speeds. The starcraft is in fact a symbiotic organism composed of cooperating aliens: Walls, Engine, Thinker, Eye, Talker. Their Pusher has died, and they land on Earth to abduct a regular guy to help them.

He Pushed. Nothing happened.

“Try again,” Talker begged.

Pusher searched his mind. He found a deep well of doubt and fear. Staring into it, he saw his own tortured face. Thinker illuminated it for him. Pushers had lived with this doubt and fear for centuries. Pushers had fought through fear, killed through doubt. That was where the Pusher organ was!

Human—specialist—Pusher—he entered fully into the Crew, merged with them, threw mental arms around the shoulders of Thinker and Talker.

Suddenly, the Ship shot forward at eight times the speed of light. It continued to accelerate.

[Passage quoted above is from Robert Sheckley, “Specialist.” The image below is from Sheckley’s journals.]

It occurs to me today that this is a transreal description of becoming a writer! Doubt and fear is why I write. Also, of course, the jonesin’ for “the narcotic moment of creative bliss.” But in any case, it’s the doubt and fear that make me need that rush so much.

Back to teleportation, yeah, it’s gotta be what the Sheck-man says. Doubt and fear. That’s what makes me write; that’s what allows humans to teleport. And hardly any other beings have our levels of doubt and fear.

Certainly it seems as if animals don’t have doubt and fear in the same way that we do. If a predator comes, an animal runs away, end of story. If cornered, a rat bares his teeth and fights. Animals don’t worry about what might happen; they don’t brood over what they did in the past; they don’t mentally agonize—or at least one can suppose that they don’t. [Maybe elephants do, though. Maybe elephants can teleport, too.]

And it’s easy to suppose that the silps that inhabit natural processes don’t have doubt and fear either. Silps don’t much care if they die. A vortex of air forms and disperses, no problem.

And for the purposes of the story, we can suppose the aliens—the Kang and Rull—are also lacking in doubt and fear. They’re like kiwis/cockroaches and manta-rays/rats. So they can’t teleport either.

I still need to cook up some physics-like explanation for why the human qualities of doubt and fear entail the ability to teleport.

As a first stab, I’m thinking that having doubt and fear involves creating really good mental models of alternate realities. And being able to create good mental models of alternate realities means the ability to imagine yourself being there rather than here. And this means that we can spread out our wave functions in ways that other beings can’t. We carry out certain delicate kinds of quantum computation.

I found a version of the kiwi-like Kang’s starship in a photo supply store, it’s a black natural-rubber dust-blower bulb called Giottos Q.ball. The tip tilts over and poof, the kiwi Kang come tumbling out.

And, dig this, the Kang have a pilot. A humanoid Pusher who allows them to teleport between the galaxies. He’s black and stocky and he wears shades. He’s modeled on the jazz hero Charlie Parker! Maybe he’ll win Thuy away from Jayjay. Maybe he plays an alien instrument that’s something like a saxophone.

I’ve been listening to Charlie Parker all day every day lately—I’m a born-again late-life convert to the Church of Bepop. I’m reading this great biography, Bird Lives, by Ross Russell (Charterhouse, New York 1973). Got this picture off a KC library site. Not much video of Bird online, most of it seems to be excerpted from an unfinished movie of him with Coleman Hawkins playing first, you gotta wait a minute for Charlie.

Also there’s a nice YouTube clip of Bird playing “Hothouse” with Dizzy Gillespie at a DownBeat awards event where Charlie only gets “Alto Sax of the Year 1951” and Diz gets “All Time Jazz Great” award, which I’m sure bugged the Bird a certain amount.

I’m not so into embedding YouTube video on the blog page as I was a couple of weeks ago, as I find the embeds really slow down the page load time.


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