Sometimes it’s easy to forget the blatant evil of reality. I feel slightly bad when I remember. But my opinion was and is not sought. I could lead this planet to a massive net increase in life and happiness if people wanted that, but they don’t seem to. And i’m not special, it’s just following the math from the basic hedonic axiom and assumption. (I feel things and i assume others feel things.)

The great paradox of life is having to accept the unacceptable. It’s not poetic or important, it’s disgusting.

Things so bad have happened to people that were it an option, preventing existence retroactively would be superior. Indeed, that’s the one and only thing i would personally die for. If i knew it would undo my and every living thing’s existence i would do it. Even post singularity i would consider it, especially if i believed physics denied the chance to ever go back, because like i said, those things are simply intolerable.

All this was inspired by seeing nice, and or sick people being ruthlessly exploited, mutilated, tormented, and murdered by distant sadistic psychopaths. I’m weak to it. i feel it more than is probably adaptive. I’m constantly in varying states of confused, sad, and angry about it.

Thanks for coming to my ted talk. x.com/Innomen/status/19…

Minimum Qualia Substrate t.co/NQBR27O8eH If you accept that feeling requires only a certain architecture and not much scale, then: This creates a ghastly ethical lower bound — a sand-grain-sized cluster of neurons might still scream silently.