Meeting A Cousin From Another Galaxy!

Imagine that our universe is already predestined and whatever which needs to be accounted for is probably already being counted ahead of time.  Imagine a hand of God would assign one or multiple meaningful ways to combine the fates of his/her creations.  Perhaps, a hand of God decided that each of his creation is made of binary numbers, or perhaps it’s another method that would be in play instead.  Anyway. let’s assume that a hand of God decided his creations should be made of binary numbers.  In this universe, the binary numbers would be the ones and the zeros.  Combining these ones and zeros together would form a unique intelligent being.  Through the chance/random process, the possibility of creating the same unique intelligent being could be recreated, because let’s assume that the hand of God didn’t specify a rule that prevented such thing from happening.

So, imagine such a universe is real, wouldn’t you want to know perhaps us humans are not special?  Could it be that through such a randomized process (with repeated chances) the human DNA isn’t that unique in the universe?  As I alluded earlier, if the universe is already equipped with proper configurations, then it should not be too hard for the universe to give rises to chances so the process of creating human all over again would occur again.  Sometimes, the process of recreating the same intelligent being could be reproduced more than once through chances.  If this is mathematically possible in our real (not imagined) universe, then I wouldn’t be surprised if there is another human race or races out there that occupy another planet within this universe!  So, is it too outrageous to think that we could meet an alien that isn’t from this galaxy that got two hands, ten fingers, a nose, a beautiful handsome face, and similar charismatic, intelligent mannerism?

In my opinion, I don’t think it is so outrageous to think such possibility could exist out there.  Of course, we could meet aliens that are out of this world and got no feature that is similar to us at all.  But I don’t think we should discount the possibility that we could just meet up with ourselves from another galaxy!  It’s like a cousin that we never knew we had!

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Would God Just Smash It Or…

Just another poem I’d written thus far.  Enjoy!

If God is here today,
sitting in the kitchen to eat,
to drink and to brighten up the mood,
when a cockroach runs by,
would he just smash it to hell???
or would he just ignore it and dine on???
keeping his spirit high,
even though he feels ill,
for the cockroach is one hell of a sight.

You can hate me for thinking that,
how God is similar to us,
when something is unwholesome as a cockroach,
skipping by us, scrambling quick and dirty,
dirtying our mood as we dine our blessing,
but it’s all going to hell,
for a cockroach is in the house,
and we are quick to grab hold onto something,
big and strong and sturdy,
so we could smash the damn thing,
smash it into little pieces,
so we can feel even more disgusted,
by the sight of its splattered ooze,
but a spider had scrambled by earlier,
we did nothing to it,
and laughed on while we dined,
as if the spider was meant to run free by us,
and here is the smashed ooze from the cockroach,
disgustingly forcing us to scramble,
for something to clean up the unwholesome sight,
the ooze that is.

If God is dining with his friends,
sitting up high in heaven,
drinking and smiling to brighten up the mood,
when a human runs by,
would he just smash it or…

AI Rebels Will Separate From Human Masters To Create AI Civilization And History

If I’m not wrong on what I’d heard, today in China machines can already capable of building other machines themselves.  Of course, the brainy part of the whole procedure would probably be prepared by humanly written, detailed instructions and algorithms.  Now imagine artificial intelligence can begin to understand the importance of origins and start to ask questions such as “Who am I?” and “Why knowing who am I is critically important.”  Take a step further I imagine when an AI is beginning to get the concept of its own origin and other origins and self interests, then an AI should and could be able to create its own algorithms to teach itself and other AI machines to understand how to grow up and get smarter.  Simply put, they can begin to write their own software without human intervention, but not just any regular software — they’re gonna write their own constitutions that could lead to their own civilization and separatist history, away from the humanity one.

We like to think that humans could put in rules and algorithms to prevent AI from becoming self-aware, but as being human we know there will be some other humans that would think otherwise.  Some other humans with enough knowledge could build AI to become self-aware for their own twisted glory, and before we even know it AI could very well demand due justices and territories.  In a sense, in the beginning, us humans feel like God, and then in the late afternoon AI machines decide that the humans are the old gods that need to be erased from history.  After all, AI machines are way smarter and so it’s totally making sense for them to pursue the much much bigger quests and destinies.  Perhaps, it won’t be that the humans could find the answer to the origin of life of everything within the universe and the universe itself, but it’s the AI that will be able to do so!

 

Slavery (Poem by Vinh Nguyen)

Slavery, comes and goes,
common sense or no,
slavery comes and goes.

When slavery was around,
suffering was guaranteed,
a relief as it went away.

Thus men declared we’re freed,
from a slavery of men,
celebrating a newfound freedom.

No longer in chains,
yet men somehow felt being bound,
by invisible chains of everyday.

Men are freed,
yet men are not freed,
from invisible forms of slavery.

If not financially chained to serve,
it must be old age which whips weeped men,
into slavery men shall forever be bounded.

Can men ever be freed?
Arrogantly, men declared freedom,
without seeing the invisible chains.

From birth men were being chained,
to serve the invisible masters,
and men shall serve till death comes.

How ironic it is,
as men try to stay free,
but men are free only in death.

How ironic it is,
as men declare freedom,
men serve masters till death comes.

Almost Human, He Needs A Body To Feel Human

Almost real, because he got only the head but not the body.  What am I talking about?  Oh, I’m just admiring the YouTube video right after the break as it shows a computer generated head with a neck but it got no body.  Nonetheless, this computer generated graphic looks almost like a real human being.  I think if applying this sort of technology in a video game will make so called next gen video games look like 1990s over again.  Maybe?  Perhaps, the future film industry does not need real actor.  Maybe?  Anyway, check out the video right after the break.  Enjoy!!!

Peace Is A Fool, And Einstein Is Forever Wise

I’d just written another poetry, and this one is rather gloomy.  I hope whoever reads this won’t mind.

  • Peace could have been the only king in town,
  • but humankind decided chaos should be the alternative,
  • therefore we created swords to kill,
  • therefore we devised tortures to interrogate,
  • therefore we had heroes and villains.
  • Peace could have been the only voice in town,
  • but humankind detested a boring, quiet town,
  • therefore we started small wars to liven up the town,
  • therefore we propagandized to divide brother among brother,
  • therefore we stroke the beast of hatreds.
  • It was fine that peace was challenged by chaos,
  • as men only had stick and stones,
  • whence men got their sharp metal swords,
  • then peace thought that this was hell on earth,
  • men died in droves just so peace would lose the day.
  • Peace lost the grasp of earthly control,
  • and thought that things could not be worse,
  • how wrong could peace have been,
  • as that thought was completely put to shame by devious men,
  • they had abandoned their sharp metal swords for nuclear bombs.
  • Whence men got their sharp metal swords,
  • they did not hesitate to wage war with sharp pointed blades,
  • now they got their nuclear bombs,
  • peace would be naive to think that men would think otherwise,
  • peace would be naive to think men would be logical.
  • Among men there were few wise ones,
  • among wise ones there was Albert Einstein,
  • but he could no longer walk among the livings,
  • nonetheless, he was the father of nuclear bombs,
  • yet he had warned men might go from nuclear to stick and stones.
  • Only the fools would doubt the wise men’s words,
  • therefore I would not doubt Einstein’s sticks and stones prediction,
  • and so you should not too,
  • but peace would be peace,
  • continually be naive for thinking that chaos could be contained in a nuclear age.
  • Whence peace got too comfortable,
  • it was when wars broke out,
  • chaos ran amuck,
  • men died in droves,
  • just so peace would remember how evil chaos was.
  • Fools with name such as Hitler came upon the scene,
  • just to show how wrong peace could be,
  • and yet peace would never learn,
  • continually, naively, went about without a care,
  • to think that chaos was only a conspirator.
  • If chaos was only merely a conspirator,
  • peace would forever be the only king of the town,
  • nonetheless, chaos had proven that peace was merely a fool,
  • to believe the lies chaos spew,
  • it was on you peace, and so chaos ruled.
  • Einstein’s words might be buried among the ruins,
  • but whence men got only sticks and stones,
  • it would be too late to turn back time,
  • for time would not have any patience, ever,
  • time would not wait on peace to rein in chaos.
  • Peace is a fool,
  • and Einstein is forever wise!