Friday, December 11, 2015

The Video Game Designer's Prayer

Heavenly Father of sequence and design,
I bid thee.
As Thou hast said in the days of Creation, and there it was brought forth into existence,
May what I code become.
As in the beginning the Word made flesh,
Let my programs take on digital structure.
May it bless the player,
May it teach Thy sovereignty in a interactive world of free will,
May the mechanics and controls flow,
May the music and sound and atmosphere be pleasing.
Let the imaginations we spark be of good report,
And the time our players entertain not detract from life but add to it.
I pray Thee that my graphical interfaces and aesthetics be as apples of silver in pictures of gold,
And that our syntax be words fitly spoken.
I praise Thee, O Almighty and Intelligent Designer, Creator of worlds! The universe is Thy game, forever and ever. Amen.

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Monday, March 16, 2015

Samx Laws of Paradox

1. A paradox at its most basic is a loop.

2. The solution to a paradox never lies in the loop itself, but external to it.

Application: Cut the loop as Alexander cut the Gordian Knot

If the paradox of infinities, the infinite part is considered external to itself. In other words, the basic form of an infinite paradox is it's finite basic form. To break it, it must be turned infinite.

3. If a so-called paradox can be observed (physically), it is not a true paradox - it simply means the observational model is incomplete. A correct observational model will have no paradox.

Thursday, February 26, 2015

Poem: A Cheesy Pickup Line

I seem to have lost my phone.
Can I have your number?
I don't have a camera,
But I can picture us together.

Do you have a map?
I keep getting lost in your eyes.
This cheesy pickup line,
I use to break up the ice.

There isn't a word in the dictionary for how good you look.
I wondered when creating you how many angels it took.
I'm just looking for directions to your heart.
Until you answer me, milady, I won't depart.

I follow you on Twitter,
Because I follow my dreams.
My wittiness, my cleverness
Is my downfall it seems

But if you fell from heaven,
Oh my fair lady.
Your love, I am craving.
I really am not crazy...
For you.