I love this idea. Twine is a way of getting your computer/phone/email/twitter/whatever to react and respond to a real world event. It’s a simple box with a collection of sensors all controlled with a simple web interface. Want to know when the dryer is finished? The accelerometer will tweet you. Want to know when a door is opened? Use the magnetic sensor to send you an SMS when it is triggered.
I discovered Nietzsche at uni, and this quote in particular, has been very influential to me.
The falseness of an opinion is not for us any objection to it: it is here, perhaps, that our new language sounds most strangely. The question is, how far an opinion is life-furthering, life- preserving, species-preserving, perhaps species-rearing, and we are fundamentally inclined to maintain that the falsest opinions (to which the synthetic judgments a priori belong), are the most indispensable to us, that without a recognition of logical fictions, without a comparison of reality with the purely IMAGINED world of the absolute and immutable, without a constant counterfeiting of the world by means of numbers, man could not live—that the renunciation of false opinions would be a renunciation of life, a negation of life. TO RECOGNISE UNTRUTH AS A CONDITION OF LIFE; that is certainly to impugn the traditional ideas of value in a dangerous manner, and a philosophy which ventures to do so, has thereby alone placed itself beyond good and evil.
— Beyond Good and Evilby Friedrich Nietzsche
Chapter I. On the Prejudices of Philosophers
A group of us went to Orange for a couple of days to visit a friend. While there we ate (and sampled a few wines) at the Union Bank Wine Bar, had a wonderful lamb roast for dinner and caught up on things. Sadly, after breakfast the next day, we had to head back to Sydney.
For those of you who don’t know, I am a huge fan of the writings of H.P. Lovecraft. This is the opening statement to his short story The Call of Cthulhu. It pretty much sums up the philosophy of his Mythos writings.
The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far. The sciences, each straining in its own direction, have hitherto harmed us little; but some day the piecing together of dissociated knowledge will open up such terrifying vistas of reality, and of our frightful position therein, that we shall either go mad from the revelation or flee from the deadly light into the peace and safety of a new dark age.