Re: Guess the Word
Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2021 4:51 am
I feel like if I give the narrator's name outright it'll instantly pinpoint the book, lol.
Narrator is named Siri, yes.
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I feel like if I give the narrator's name outright it'll instantly pinpoint the book, lol.
Blindspot?e.m.c^42 wrote: ↑Sat Feb 20, 2021 4:51 amI feel like if I give the narrator's name outright it'll instantly pinpoint the book, lol.
Narrator is named Siri, yes.
From Wikipedia.The protagonist of the Epic of Siri, an epic poem written in the Tulu language
Siri, in the Dan Simmons novel Hyperion
Siri, in the Brandon Sanderson novel Warbreaker
Siri Keeton, in the Peter Watts novel Blindsight
Siri Tachi, in Jude Watson's series Star Wars: Jedi Apprentice
A doll in the Groovy Girls line by Manhattan Toy
Siri, a clouded leopard and the main antagonist in the 2003 film Rugrats Go Wild
Siri, a Super-Skrull from Marvel Comics
Ding ding!leon1122 wrote: ↑Sat Feb 20, 2021 5:00 amFrom Wikipedia.The protagonist of the Epic of Siri, an epic poem written in the Tulu language
Siri, in the Dan Simmons novel Hyperion
Siri, in the Brandon Sanderson novel Warbreaker
Siri Keeton, in the Peter Watts novel Blindsight
Siri Tachi, in Jude Watson's series Star Wars: Jedi Apprentice
A doll in the Groovy Girls line by Manhattan Toy
Siri, a clouded leopard and the main antagonist in the 2003 film Rugrats Go Wild
Siri, a Super-Skrull from Marvel Comics
So my guess is blindsight
It's also the title of a sci-fi novel I'm reading at the moment — the author, Watts, has it released for free online so I will happily recommend this book to anyone. Bit o' a mindfuck at points but it's gentle, really.the ability to respond to visual stimuli without consciously perceiving them, a condition which can occur after certain types of brain damage.
Either this one, or the following lolEvolution has no foresight. Complex machinery develops its own agendas. Brains — cheat. Feedback loops evolve to promote stable heartbeats and then stumble upon the temptation of rhythm and music. The rush evoked by fractal imagery, the algorithms used for habitat selection, metastasize into art. Thrills that once had to be earned in increments of fitness can now be had from pointless introspection. Aesthetics rise unbidden from a trillion dopamine receptors, and the system moves beyond modeling the organism. It begins to model the very process of modeling. It consumes evermore computational resources, bogs itself down with endless recursion and irrelevant simulations. Like the parasitic DNA that accretes in every natural genome, it persists and proliferates and produces nothing but itself. Metaprocesses bloom like cancer, and awaken, and call themselves I.
I brought her flowers one dusky Tuesday evening when the light was perfect. I pointed out the irony of that romantic old tradition — the severed genitalia of another species, offered as a precopulatory bribe — and then I recited my story just as we were about to fuck.
To this day, I still don't know what went wrong.
[/quote]e.m.c^42 wrote: ↑Sat Feb 20, 2021 5:15 amI brought her flowers one dusky Tuesday evening when the light was perfect. I pointed out the irony of that romantic old tradition — the severed genitalia of another species, offered as a precopulatory bribe — and then I recited my story just as we were about to fuck.
To this day, I still don't know what went wrong.
Belgian Waffles. Don't blame me, I'm just hungry
So close yet so far