The Game We Play. Have you tried playing a sufficient number of games?

Have you tried to recognize the metagame signature of the world?

Have you tried solving the Problem?



Is economics a science?

Or has it become just a posturing game.

A game we play to appease the gods of reputation…

Played so that we might stay fed?



“Feed”back systems, an ecosystem of walking thoughts.



Virtuous cycles.

Nourishment, catalysts, growth.

Vicious cycles.

Starvation, inhibitors, decay.



Games played at object-level for the sake of winning.

the games played at the meta level.

Game design?

Meta-meta. Playing Meta Games Against the Void. A game within a game.

Games all the way down.

Games at level N, Games played at level N+1

A metagame about the game.



So many start playing the game of life

thinking that they’re going to win.

There is no winning.



However I think there might be a way to lose.



Problem with sustainable foraging behaviors:

You get stuck in strange loops.

Circling dueling attractors.

The Earth: A peopling of a whalefall from the heavens.



The many forms of Moloch.

A multi-modal combinatoric problem space,

with a multitude of stable dynamic systems.

Dependent on initial conditions, and group compilation of maps.

What *ARE* Rhizomes? Rhizomes are rhizomes.

Hey kids, wanna do some serious rhizome?

All the metakids are doing it.

Do rhizomes smile when they notice they aren’t alone?



Rhizome networked orgs as non-newtonian fluid.

Crystallize on demand to resist shock,

but once the pressure is gone

Does the structures dissolve?



We’re all rhizomes here.

I’m a rhizome. You’re a rhizome.

How do you know?

You must be, or you wouldn’t have come here.



Are Genes a kind of Rhizomes?

Can you model genes as networks of information?

Networks as meta-theory of life.

What is life? Living with Moloch. The problem with most versions of evolutionary algorithms:

They don’t act on groups. No reputation/info processing networks emerge.

Every AI system I’ve seen since gradeschool:

Assumes the goal was to make an agent smart.



These algorithms, they loses forest for the trees.

It’s complex systems all the way down.

Major failures of imagination in our renaissance of genetic testing.

One must see that genes themselves cooperate and defect to reproduce.



Lifeforms: climbing mount improbable, to escape their poop.

A gradient of reactions all the way down.

Lifeforms: climbing mount improbable, to compute.

A processing of information all the way down.



We each possess our own unique flawed maps of reality in our heads.

The hard part is trying to model another’s just enough to share state.

Even an ant or a bee can record the path of the journey thru its abstract space.

If android bees dream of neon flowers, how would they dance?



Feelings of kinship and bonding

Just another way to say

"We have simlar maps."

"We are both worshiping Moloch."

Rhizomes a Metaphor of Thought? So, what is a better metaphor for cognition?

Ants, bees, rhizomes, networks, & tiny spaceships for the mothership.

I’ve moved beyond rhizomes and gone synchronicity.

Life with properties of assemblage theory.



Assemblies, casting social-nets & acting as filters.

Shape as feedback loops caught in the nets of our psyché.

Directionality like neurons dancing in our heads.

A layered mealy machine powered by attention & recombinatory noise.



The promise of spaceships w/ gravity assist.

Escape velocity required to run from Moloch.

Siren calls of Martian traps. Spatial Temporal Autopoiesis.

Longing for the stars while circling the abyss.



Gradients of incentives in the environment. Stigmergy based cognition.

A continuously reforming gradient decent parser.

Ran by thousands of agents acting on local environmental cues…

Experiential semantic networks & games of tag.



How does one change the game?

By changing the incentives, of course.

But how does one do that?

By obeying incentives, of course.



Oh no. Mapping Moloch. Moloch, The ashes of burned skeletons, pig bones used to build

Moloch, The concrete of future pyres used to make

Moloch, The ashes of burned skeletons, pig bones used to build

Moloch, The concrete of future pyres used to make…



Moloch, the assemblage of death?

Drawing collective maps.

Marking invocations of Moloch.

The many faces of a universe under grip of an attractor.

The human condition in one stanza:



Maps with secret paths to share in confidence.

Parts of the map I don’t share with myself.

Burn marks saying: “Here Be Dragons”

The meta map entitled “Perverse Incentives”.



The map is not the territory?

What is this narrative’s territory?

How does one make peace with Moloch?

…Asking for a friend.

Saving Friends from Moloch. I don’t care what side you are on.

You can’t fight a ill fitting narrative

By playing the same game.

You have to change the game.



I reject your narrative and substitute my own.

This waking narrative is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.

It is sometimes an appropriate response to narrative to go insane.

I’ve rejected your dreams of “reality” and substituted my “narrative”.



What are you trying to tell me,

that we should invent a religion?

No, Neo. I’m trying to tell you:

When we’re ready, we won’t have to.



Molcoh is a system, Neo.

As system made of the very minds we are trying to save.

Are you listening to me?

Neo?

Singing in a Round. Phoenixes who are the pets of Moloch,

forever burning in a loop.

Cycles of life and death? No.

Rebirth. Echos. Pig bones…



Each generation recreates this legend.

Legends of the Pheonix past.

Created from ashes of past memes and burned civilizations.

Out of necessity? All we have left to burn are these pig bones…



Dancing,

Burning,

Smoldering,

Ash of pig bones...



The games we are playing are games of change.

A cooperative game of peopling a whalefall.

Moloch, the metagame who has spoken.

What a strange loop, the only winning move is not to play.

We’re Not Ready For Moloch. Maybe it’s time for some metagame theory?



Ratchet up the levels of abstraction

until you are far enough outside of the game

that you can see the metagame.



Moloch, the asymptotic state of global attractors,

Moloch, the collapsing of waveform.

Moloch, the unavoidable game.



Moloch, the infinite game.

Moloch, the system that lies to you about win conditions.

Moloch, the metagamer.



Moloch, the attractor of waste as a way to signal group fealty.

Moloch, the energy feedback loop.

Moloch, the reason why the bees dance.



Moloch, the dancing on the head of a pin.

Moloch, the million tiny robots dancing.

Moloch, the belly of the machine.



Moloch, the beast within us all along.

Moloch! Moloch! Moloch!

last updated 10.02.17 by UltimApe.