Rev. Onan Canobite, SubGenius @onan@dobbs.town

@micrackbiron @onan Think you, or I mean thank you. I just just didn't want to accidentally go to hell or something.

@Sklingklorp @onan Oh don't worry about that. Hell in Buddhism is temporary, anyway! 😂

Take me away.

Fun times at Dobbs.town to be had for all.

Illuminati dupes = pinks

There, that's something you know now.

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My brains isn't really working anymore... Is it just me...?

It feels so broad and creeping that I wonder if most people would notice if we all succumbed to chemical lobotomy.

I have to write everything down, my storage medium is failing. I remembered I had to write a thank you email to my potential employer but I kept forgetting to do it. Every day for 5 days. I just remember and 10 seconds later and it's gone.

I think maybe I'd like it to be affecting everyone else cause I feel alone.

What disorder do you have when literally everything is too hard and literally anything going wrong is a disaster. I mean... Dropping a screw sometimes while I'm working is enough to set me off into an incredible whirlwind of intense existential angst that I've learned to keep to myself and outlast the temporary situation of my brain having a fit.

Sometimes I just wanna tell people how I feel but I feel like such an immense asshole because I'm not even really suffering at all. It's in my head.

I lived with sickness and disease all my life. Near the end of 2015 before they cured my hep-c. I was bed ridden. Not the first time, but my whole body felt like it was shutting down. I had maybe 20 minutes of energy every day in which I could do something and feel like a normal human being capable of basic control over their nervous system.

I don't think that feeling ever really went away. It's like being in space and running out of oxygen. Like there's no hope.

Just had a shower thought and it's slipping through my fingers like water.

Something about life, order, and control all being governed by the same laws. That wasn't the important bit though... It was something about group-think and policy control acting the same on a molecular level which guides cell growth so that you look like you for a period of time instead of constantly changing.

Evolution of both our selves and the tools we wield is inevitable. Yet, who wields who?

Reality is flow control.

Expectations are the shackles you bind yourself with and seek to bind others through. The control you feel is the weight of your own prison dragging you down.

Good..

You have to go all the way down, go as far as you can, then go further. There is truth. Hurry to it. When you find it there, come back to me and ask again what is "Bob". The answer will be the same thing, but you'll know it brand new.

What is Slack? Five tons flax.

I ordered some stuff from Weirdsville Records, which, to my knowledge anyway, is the only shop where you can go to in person to by a SubGenius ordainment kit.

I'm in the basement, I'm huffing mold spores. come on down, there's enough for everyone

*keep it ON*

"A Story About ‘Magic'

Some years ago, I (GLS) was snooping around in the cabinets that housed the MIT AI Lab's PDP-10, and noticed a little switch glued to the frame of one cabinet. It was obviously a homebrew job, added by one of the lab's hardware hackers (no one knows who).

You don't touch an unknown switch on a computer without knowing what it does, because you might crash the computer. The switch was labeled in a most unhelpful way. It had two positions, and scrawled in pencil on the metal switch body were the words ‘magic' and ‘more magic'. The switch was in the ‘more magic' position.

I called another hacker over to look at it. He had never seen the switch before either. Closer examination revealed that the switch had only one wire running to it! The other end of the wire did disappear into the maze of wires inside the computer, but it's a basic fact of electricity that a switch can't do anything unless there are two wires connected to it. This switch had a wire connected on one side and no wire on its other side.

It was clear that this switch was someone's idea of a silly joke. Convinced by our reasoning that the switch was inoperative, we flipped it. The computer instantly crashed.

Imagine our utter astonishment. We wrote it off as coincidence, but nevertheless restored the switch to the ‘more magic’ position before reviving the computer.

A year later, I told this story to yet another hacker, David Moon as I recall. He clearly doubted my sanity, or suspected me of a supernatural belief in the power of this switch, or perhaps thought I was fooling him with a bogus saga. To prove it to him, I showed him the very switch, still glued to the cabinet frame with only one wire connected to it, still in the ‘more magic’ position. We scrutinized the switch and its lone connection, and found that the other end of the wire, though connected to the computer wiring, was connected to a ground pin. That clearly made the switch doubly useless: not only was it electrically nonoperative, but it was connected to a place that couldn't affect anything anyway. So we flipped the switch.

The computer promptly crashed.

This time we ran for Richard Greenblatt, a long-time MIT hacker, who was close at hand. He had never noticed the switch before, either. He inspected it, concluded it was useless, got some diagonal cutters and diked it out. We then revived the computer and it has run fine ever since.

We still don't know how the switch crashed the machine. There is a theory that some circuit near the ground pin was marginal, and flipping the switch changed the electrical capacitance enough to upset the circuit as millionth-of-a-second pulses went through it. But we'll never know for sure; all we can really say is that the switch was magic.

I still have that switch in my basement. Maybe I'm silly, but I usually keep it set on ‘more magic’.

1994: Another explanation of this story has since been offered. Note that the switch body was metal. Suppose that the non-connected side of the switch was connected to the switch body (usually the body is connected to a separate earth lug, but there are exceptions). The body is connected to the computer case, which is, presumably, grounded. Now the circuit ground within the machine isn't necessarily at the same potential as the case ground, so flipping the switch connected the circuit ground to the case ground, causing a voltage drop/jump which reset the machine. This was probably discovered by someone who found out the hard way that there was a potential difference between the two, and who then wired in the switch as a joke."

From the Hacker's file, sourced at http://www.catb.org/jargon/html/magic-story.html

** With thanks to @ryen for the nice image, lovely switch.