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My Life in Weeks

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Re: My Life in Weeks

#11
This is fascinating. Idk if it was a good or bad thing. In college I once looked up some insurance chart of life expectancy probabilities. It puts things in perspective that’s for sure.

Re: My Life in Weeks

#12
post #6

This is a terrifying reminder of the shortness of our lives. I remember reading a blog by Tim Urban, where he showed that you could put all the weeks in your life on a single piece of A4 paper, and it didn’t feel nice.

Funny fact: clocks used to feature "Una ex his" (for "Una ex his erit tibi ultima") in order to maximize this "terrifying reminder" effect

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#13
That was nice to watch. I spent about 25 minutes going through that.

But it was horrifying for me. I realized that I wanted to see if the source code is available but then realized that I really don't remember those details. I remember random things for my childhood but I don't remember the date when I started elementary school. I know that I got my first computer when I was in third grade but don't remember the date. I don't even remember the date I started college and I probably wrote the wrong date couple of times during grad school application. While I started recording something less than a diary to record some of these but this was around covid.

Thanks OP and HN for this reality check.

Re: My Life in Weeks

#14
From this view it's clear how wasteful ontogeny is. All of that physical and psychological development takes too much valuable time and investment. And we haven't even gotten to Gina's retirement years yet. Clearly the future is in using 3D bioprinting to build fully formed adults as if sprung from the brow of Zeus. Skill and memory transfer are a technical problem only as long as we cling to our bias against our artificially intelligent upgrades. Aging is defeated by implanting our old model weights into a new print. So much efficiency is waiting if we dare to free ourselves from convention.

Re: My Life in Weeks

#15
post #13

That was nice to watch. I spent about 25 minutes going through that. But it was horrifying for me. I realized that I wanted to see if the source code is available but then realized that I really don't remember those details. I remember random things for my childhood but I don't remember the date when I started elementary school. I know that I got my first computer when I was in third grade but don't remember the date…

Don't look back, you've been there / Feel the mist as your breath hits the air. - Manfred Mann

Re: My Life in Weeks

#16
post #12
post #6

This is a terrifying reminder of the shortness of our lives. I remember reading a blog by Tim Urban, where he showed that you could put all the weeks in your life on a single piece of A4 paper, and it didn’t feel nice.

Funny fact: clocks used to feature "Una ex his" (for "Una ex his erit tibi ultima") in order to maximize this "terrifying reminder" effect

> Una ex his erit tibi ultima

For those who don't speak fluent Latin, that means "one of those will be your last". Ominous reminder indeed.

Re: My Life in Weeks

#17
Woah, look at how sparse our perception of reality is. We really can’t remember a full continuous memory, we constantly make things up to fill in the gaps.

One take away here is to constantly and proactively fill up every single second with a positive memory.

Re: My Life in Weeks

#18
Doing this kind of thing is so helpful to get perspective on our life. One part is just writing down all the events we can remember. Then we can add to that some kind of schematic based on longer periods of time, both for understanding the phases of life we've already been through and for having an overarching plan for what's (possibly) left. Decades are one way to do it, but I thought it was fun to use custom timespans to map to my own milestones. Once I made my "life calendar", I've tracked it for longer than I did with any prior planning attempts.

Re: My Life in Weeks

#19
Into my heart, an air that kills, from yon far country blows. What are those blue remembered hills? What spires, what farms are those? That is the land of lost content. I see it shining plain. Those happy highways, where I went, and cannot go again.
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