Quotes About Simulation

it is with this same imperialism that present-day simulators attempt to make the real, all of the real, coincide with their models of simulation.

Tukenmeye baslayan bir politika dunyasiyla birlikte Cumhurbaskanlari, ilkel toplumlarda bir iktidar kuklasindan baska bir sey olmayan kabile seflerine benzemektedirler.

What happens on the other side of the truth, not in what would be false, but in what is more true than the true, more real than the real? Bizarre effects, certainly, and sacrileges, much more destructive of the order of truth than its pure negation. Singular and murderous power of the potentialization of the truth, of the potentialization of the real.

Nothing distinguishes a natural intelligence from something that can give off all the outward signs of it, and this includes faltering before the test of truth. So one can give off all the outward signs of power, and this includes faltering before the test of strength. A simulation which produces, with just the requisite degree of derision, the image of an illusory normality.

Gizlemek (dissimuler), sahip olunan ÅŸeye sahip deÄŸilmiÅŸ gibi yapmak; simüle etmek ise sahip olunmayan ÅŸeye sahipmiÅŸ gibi yapmakt?r.

Simulating enzymes. They create false biological events. They simulate a virus, a viral attack, thus triggering a reaction from antibodies, though since these have no target, there being no virus to destroy, they turn back against their own source. Let us celebrate this irruption of simulation within biology and wait to see where it will lead.

You can talk of things so much that they end up materializing in your life: simulation, seduction, reversibility, indifference. Gradually, life comes to resemble a montage of all these things, in a floating circulation of women, concepts, dreams and journeys. In this way, writing ends up preceding life, determining it. And life ends up conforming to a sign which was initially quite cavalier. This is no doubt why so many are afraid to write.

Il Nuovo Ordine Mondiale è disneico.

what if God himself can be simulated, that is to say can be reduced to the signs that constitute faith? Then the whole system becomes weightless, it is no longer itself anything but a gigantic simulacrum - not unreal, but a simulacrum, that is to say never exchanged for the real, but exchanged for itself, in an uninterrupted circuit without reference or circumference.

There is a perverse stubbornness in preserving a space of ill-will, of rejection of the world and the political order. But also justified aversion for the idea of our collective assumption into the firmament of the operational, of general, simulated reconciliation. We already have to few enemies. In this age of socialist synergy, do we also have to cultivate consensus?

Oysa tüm düÅŸleri elinden al?nm?? bir dünyaya gerçeklik egemen olabilir mi? Gerçeklikten ibaret bir dünya oluÅŸturmaya çal??t???m?z ölçüde elimiz aya??m?za dolaÅŸmakta ve bu gerçeklikten giderek uzaklaÅŸmaktay?z. GerçekleÅŸtiÄŸi an ortadan kaybolmaya baÅŸlayan bir gerçeklik evreni içinde ya??yoruz.

SavaÅŸ ahlâk?yla yüce savaÅŸ "deÄŸerlerinden" söz edenler fazla üzülmesinler: Çünkü savaÅŸ bir simülakra benzediÄŸi zaman bile insana yeterince ac? çektirebilmekte ve sonuç olarak bu sava??n gazileri de diÄŸerleriyle ayn? düzeyde bir deÄŸere sahip olabilmektedirler.

Without raising a stink, Or even much of a laugh.

It is the generation by models of a real without origin or reality: a hyperreal.

Because it is with this same imperialism that present-day simulators attempt to make the real, all of the real, coincide with their models of simulation.

One implies a presence, the other an absence. But it is more complicated than that because simulating is not pretending: Whoever fakes an illness can simply stay in bed and make everyone believe he is ill. Whoever simulates an illness produces in himself some of the symptoms (Littré).

simulation threatens the difference between the true and the false, the real and the imaginary.

The dream is so pleasant: to extend a limited sub-portion of yourself into a simulated world and pretend for a while that you are blissfully less. Less than an omniscient being.

Then I understood how hard it is to re-create in words what you see and feel in your head. That's what I love about Bernhard in the book. He manages to simulate consciousness, and it's contagious because while you're reading it rubs off on you and your mind starts working like that for a while. I love that. That reverberation for me is what is most important about literature. Not themes or symbols or the rest of that crap they teach in high school.

We are living in a computer-programmed reality, and the only clue we have to it is when some variable is changed, and some alteration in reality occurs. We have the overwhelming impression that we were reliving the present - deja vu.

Our reality is similar to the brain-in-a-vat hypothesis; we live in a simulated world, but it is not in a computer—it is in our head.

Thus, no matter how cleverly a computer is designed to simulate intelligence by producing the same behavior as a human, it has

Prove to me that you are not a figment of my imagination. Am I a computer simulation? Does the door swing both ways? How can something come from nothing? How do you know a line is straight? If animals wanted to be eaten, would it be okay? If time stopped then stared again, would we know about it? What happens when you get scared half to death twice? What is creationism? What is ethical?

It's like simulating earthquakes: we can over and over study a bubble, crash, bubble, crash. Then we can see mathematically if there's some regular pattern and what's going on in people's brains when prices are going up and before the crash is happening.