Voight-Kampff Machine ...

The Voight-Kampff machine is a fictional interrogation tool, originating from the novel - Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? (where it is spelled "Voigt-Kampff"), written by Philip K. Dick. The Voight-Kampff is a polygraph-like machine used by blade runners to determine whether an individual is a replicant. It measures bodily functions such as respiration, blush response, heart rate and eye movement in response to questions dealing with empathy.

Me: Do you love your own pet?
Android: What pet it is?
Me: It does not matter. It's just hypothetical. Answer the question.
Android: Yes.
Me: One day the pet you own contracted a deadly and dangerous disease; transmittable to human. Would you dump your pet?
Android: Yes.
Me: You've a child of your own. Do you love your child?
Android: Yes.
Me: One day your own child contracted a deadly and dangerous disease; transmittable to human. Would you dump your child?
Android: No.
Me: Why? You just mention to love both your owned pet, and your owned child. Why you are willing to dump your owned pet, and not your owned child?

The android turn his head side way, with his curious and lost expression, he glare at me with anger burning in his eyes.

Android: Is this a trick question!
Me: No. They are just questions design to evoke common sense, with empathy.

Blade Runner - Voight-Kampff Test (HQ) ...

Let it be ...

I still remember vividly during those days of Severe Acute Respiratory Syndrome (SARS) when certain people would dump their pets for fear they could die by contracting this particular, and peculiar deadly disease from animals. There was even religious ideology on Swine Flu (H1N1 influenza virus) was gods way to punish people for their disobedient, or sins. Fast forwarding to today, and now comes Covid-Omicron spreading among children living with their family. In all irony, this situation does make me ponder? I personally think, and believe god is definitely showing his fairness, in every manner, to every living being he created with all his mighty heart living in this unique universe of his. Writing in this new small notebook I bought yesterday seems good. The ink flowing from my fountain pen is problematic every once in a while, but it could be the speed I am writing in a Extra Fine (EF) nib. Nevertheless, still like writing traditional when I am in the "think-to-write" mode.

Chirping day ...

Customer entering the mall seems to be in a chirpy mood. The person following me from behind when entering, shower the attending person at the mall entrance with praises for being courteous to him. "I have a dream," much like Martin Luther King quoted, where I am a prized web slinging spider being hunted by my own family members as a pet. I can't fight them in that dream, or destroy them, because they are my family members. I understand owning great power come with great opportunity, but most important of all is the heavy burden of responsibility. That is the famous phrase among Spiderman fans. Keeping away, being alone come as natural as everyday breathing in life. Loosing those text isn't devastating, because anyone can put words together into sentences, but how the writer feel when writing them down at that spur of moment is something else altogether.

"Today is today, let tomorrow be tomorrow;
Seek not the future, Live for now in these words," speak the writer by himself before death comes for his soul.

Dumb became dumber ...

I find it absurd for people to even seek scientific proof, or explanation when everyday plain common sense is what others need to debunk an idiotic idea. Maybe the education system wasn't build for us to use rational thinking for everyday problem solving, or evaluating information, or maybe the elders themselves that brought us up does not have the understanding of what common sense actually means in life's upbringing. Some of these characters I have been pondering on are educators, to professionals awarded with certification by highly respectable institution in their field of expertise. This indicate how fragile the future can be with the next generation of undertaker. All this does make me appreciate how god actually design human life to end, for nothing could live forever is a blessing from all mighty one himself.

Writing is life ...

Every word I breathe here is alive to me. I don't, and won't be able to know how, or what others feel about theirs, but that's how I feel now of what is written here. In itself, they're life on their own. These words are never mine to be control after setting them free into the world. Here seated, sweating in a hot room, feeling tense for not knowing the next sentence. It might spur out from nowhere surprising me. The sound of whirring machine dispersing fragrance into the humid air, located on the floor beside me. The calm, almost haunting silence of the night, make me wonder what else is out there lingering in the darkness, under the bright and big full round moon, almost hidden by thick cloud. There is more playing around, among themselves inside my mind. Running aimlessly, untroubled of its existence. Nothing can stop them from finding amusement, making a carnival of my mind. Is my dark thoughts a crime? Would dark, and twisted entertainment become an ultimate vice to destroy human species? Wiping them out from existence. What if our thoughts is not ours to own, and publicly available for others to purchase commercially like those products advertised on TV, readily available on the store shelf? What if, what if, and there's more what if; ending with a big IF! Life is a big story we made of ourselves in the world we bind together for amusement.

Drive my car ...

Haruki Murakami short story co-written and directed by Ryusuke Hamaguchi. The film director have done the movie in such a way I have understand how Haruki Murakami novel has always been for me. Those who find storyline is important would enjoy this film. I enjoyed it. Well done.

Be dumb and dumber ...

People always assume they know best in groups and crowds. I am really not into that frame of understanding. In most case I think the opposite of that. Groups or crowds can be motivational, but usually, and almost never responsible of collateral damages. It's well practice in most political agenda as a game plan. Winning ain't everything. What comes after the win that make everything. Covid ain't going anywhere, anytime soon. It will be here for as long as it takes to educate the herd fairly. The Justice Lady Blind does come to mind - blindfolded, holding a scale with one hand, and the sword with her other hand. Gonna have to hit the weights after this, will try going vegetarian for two days in a week. That should be good enough for not loosing the bulk I made this far. Maintenance is easier after building them. There was pain at the beginning, still is and then the gain. Life with no pain, there's no gain; that's the best game.

Just another note ...

I am more fluent in my hand writing now. That is good. This little notebook give me less space to scribble, but with an extra fine nib I am able to squeeze more character, or words. Some fountain pen nib can be quite broad when writing. Giving less space for hand written words on smaller sheet of paper. Less people at the food court for breakfast today. Not that I ever care, or even want to care, but it is much comfortable to be doing my writing in this calm and quiet environment, than crowded with noisy people. The high infection rates of Covid-Omicron could be scaring people from going out to public places. Business need to become more reliable, than be seen raking in profit without concern for public safety. They need to brag less, work harder to stop the spread of Covid. This will gain public confidence to frequent their establishment.

Heartache, headache and every aching pain ...

I just could not wrap my head around Covid-Omicron symptoms, such like having headache and backache. They are very common, and I mean very common health problems among everyday people. I personally would get a headache, and backache after sitting out the long, and horrify traffic condition for hours in the city, and this is happening everyday. Maybe loud and endless blaring car horns is contagious, and the real culprit responsible for spreading Covid-Omicron variant disease is them. Covid-Omicron virus is not only airborne transmissible, but "noise-borne" transmissible too; because I am getting unbearable painful headache from it. On top of all that aching pain, I have to take self Covid test daily after every bad city traffic experience. Now I am having financial ache from buying and stocking up boxes of Covid self test kit. Covid is definitely very contagious. Believe it or not, my whole life is aching from Covid problems.