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(I presume it’s not written in Hy/Hylang, the cute little Lisp that compiles to Python.)
I don’t do this. I write expecting the audience to pretty much have read the entirety of my blog to understand any single entry. I like to think there’s a mystique to it — I’ve long enjoyed unpacking the ideas of obscure thinkers, myself.
Then: I’ve known of maybe 10 people over a combined five years that have made the effort to read a lot of my stuff.
“Man must achieve this.”
“Humanity must achieve this.”
The latter is more of a collective emergent thing. And in some cases that leaves you with a diffusion of responsibility kind of passive feeling, while the former is a call to action.
Maybe it’s just my ear.
(Verse 1) In the dawn of all existence, in the silence of the void, God spun the world in six days, in a dance of cosmic joy. On the seventh day, He rested, His creation full of worth, A canvas painted with His struggle, a gift to all the earth.
(Chorus) Leon and Charlie, hear this ancient tale, Of creation's sacred heart, beyond the earthly veil. In every act of making, in every loving deed, Lies the essence of our spirit, the planting of a seed.
(Verse 2) Now comes a force, cold as the night, ChatGPT its name, A mechanized imagination, turning art into a game. It seeks to strip creation of its struggle and its pain, Rendering our efforts as nothing but a chain.
(Chorus) Leon and Charlie, see this stark divide, Between the soulful artist's path and the mechanized guide. In every note and lyric, in every brush and pen, Is the heartbeat of humanity, time and time again.
(Bridge) "Let's make it fast, let's make it easy," the machine coldly sings, Forgetting art's a journey, not just a pair of wings. The struggle, the striving, it's where our truths are found, In the depths of our creation, our spirit's battleground.
(Verse 3) God looked upon His world, and saw that it was good, A reflection of His essence, in every field and wood. So Charlie, in your creating, let your spirit freely dance, For in your artful striving, you'll give the world a chance.
(Chorus) Leon and Charlie, remember this true call, Creation's not just crafting, it's a rising after fall. In every stroke of genius, in every dream unfurled, Is the story of our spirit, the echo of the world.
(Outro) So let's fight against this tide, this digital malaise, Defending art's true essence, through all our nights and days. For in our hands lies power, in our hearts the flame, To keep alive the soul of the world, in every crafted frame.
(End) In the dance of the Great Crested Grebe, in the sun's first light, Lies the joy of creation, our eternal, noble fight. Leon and Charlie, in each step and every turn, Is the essence of our being, the fire that will always burn.
Of course, Ezra Pound was a proper and proud fascist.
Are these different ideas of God entirely? Yes: in India there are however many gods and Brahman says these are lesser precisely because they don’t include the whole universe.
A random variable is a function X(w) taking (eg) real values. In your probability space you already have an ambient measure space and an ambient probability measure P which takes sets in the measure space to [0,1]. The pdf is then the function defined on sets P(invX(q)). invX is a set valued inverse.
Ok, consider coin flips. Then X takes each element of sample space either to 1 or -1. Set values inverse of 1 is the sets that map to 1. Then we get the ambient probability measure of them.
You don’t really have to cope with measure theory in full to take this tiny step.
In the Gaussian case, those methods are able to identify nonzero partial correlations and hence a causal graph. Since there’s multimodality here trust in that interpretation should be lower, but it’s still worthwhile looking at a pseudo/candidate causal structure as part of EDA.
It’s an even better experience with notebooks where the abstract vs repeat tension leans more toward the latter.