Something, the path ahead is truly unclear. I try to see this as an opportunity to explore even though humans are now faking or supplementing their own intelligence with Ai creating a dull, false sense of “know-how”. I’m not an Ai hater but over reliance on these tools is surely likely to dumb us down.
I’m on the path to upgrade my wisdom by reading more, doing lab work, watching demos and tinkering with tools I’ve never used before. Some of it is boring but I just need 10% of it to embed into my muscle memory and hopefully give me more ideas and back up my creative thinking.
Wisdom is the principal thing; therefore get wisdom: and with all thy getting get understanding.
I have detected a distinct reluctance and avoidance to blog anything for months now.
An unrealistic fear that it will make a difference.
This is my jotting space for general nonsense but somehow, I have inherited the view, like so many walking the social media corridors, that it’s better to view than like.
Turned off my LinkedIn visibility for now so stop looking. Turned off spell check, Turned off Ai, Turned off GPS, human intelligence now available.
Post Office Protocol email (now obsolete) apart from being vulnerable forced the user into excellent digital hygiene and habits. Mailbox backup, exports were highly recommended and used as the downloaded email were erased from the email service or the mailbox capacity would fill up as back then storage capacity would be less than 1GB.
Nowadays a 50GB mailbox is common so users have neglect 20,000+ unread messages with no impact and seldom consider backup or archiving.
Little Nightmare 2 finally completed after 2 years tinkering
Stopping compulsion suddenly and without warning is not a good long-term tactic and experts tell us that the chances of relapse are extremely high.
Going against professional guidelines, after a 10-hour Division 1 Legendary Global event run, I’ve decided to go PS5 cold turkey for the rest of 2022. Yep, trying to drive recklessly, shot things in the face and solve Samurai mysteries is not going to improve my current state of real-world sadness.
So I delete/all, unplugged and stored the device in a plastic container labelled “Do Not Open until 2023”. Of course, I will dig it up like some buried treasure soon enough but for now, it’s Game Over.
…..my dopamine detox begins.
There is a surprising amount of help and support around the topic of gaming addiction and specific therapy in the UK via the NHS treating the addiction seriously and not labelling the Gamer as lazy or worthless. For me, like 60%+ of gamers, the attraction is escapism and avoidance of dealing with real-world unpleasant issues.
The sadder I am, the more intense I game and for longer. Admitting to being a lifelong gaming addict is not easy as its usually associated with children and people with some sort of neurological disorder. Does my Myasthenia Gravis condition trigger my compulsion?
The Q&A was only 10min but revealed my current state of mind and perhaps but my dead-end of trying to please everyone and in the gaming world always needing to level up. Will the real ClickOnyx please stand up?
Saturday 10th September 2022: The temporary physical transfer of PS5 Ownership took place today and my Grand nephew is busy downloading Fortnite.
Business and Personal life continuity in our new lockdown era ramps up the criticality of pings.
Cut off anyone’s internet access and with seconds that are flapping around like a fish in the floor. Within minutes their brain will implode and after an hour irreversible brain damage will kick in. Well, a slight exaggeration but you get me point.
Over 90% of our service requires an internet connection and it much cheaper now. So with these old vulnerabilities in plain view why craft up new malware and exploits. Just reuse the classics, this Christmas, for example, we may see the same threats resurfacing. Privacy is so 2018 as many “bend the knee” to be tracked to “protect” society.
If you really want to socially distance yourself and isolate simply kill your WiFi, job done. No constant stream of toxic global pandemic news sending your brain into panic and disbelief but no entertainment [Sad Face?].
Time to dig up all DVDs or maybe actually talk to the person you live with…if you are lucky enough to co-habit.
Anyhow, my Internet Diet of 24-hours is over and I’m back online uploading this article.
Poor old UK Government has no idea what to do next
