From: Dagon Gmail (dagonweb@gmail.com)
Date: Sat Jan 01 2011 - 08:59:15 MST
>
> But is this really what you want, a world with magic genies that grant your
>> every wish? Well, I guess so. Those are the goals that evolution programmed
>> into your brain. They worked well enough to propagate your DNA in a world
>> without AI. But surprisingly, it doesn't work when you can actually have
>> everything you want. If happiness means an increase in utility, then you
>> reach a maximum because all real computers in this finite universe are
>> finite state machines. In that maximum, any thought or perception would be
>> unpleasant because it would result in a different mental state with lower
>> utility. Meanwhile, back in the real world, self replicating agents that
>> can't reprogram their goals will be evolving and competing for the resources
>> needed to run your dream world.
>>
>
Matt it is not allowable to make this analysis. This is meddling. It's like
saying to someone who wants to
fly "yes you may want to fly, however, the air at higher altitudes is less
dense and you will suffocate...'
andsoforth. This person wants to emigrate into a new existential state. It's
a pilgrim father and you are
already setting yourself up to become a pogrom father. You can't accept it.
There must be a catch. This
cannot be. There must be a natural law. It can't be this easy. Quickly
quickly let's rationalize this into
impossibility because if it were possible it .. it... would be
unacceptable!!!
I suggest you wish him good luck and ask for progress reports. He might
discover amazing things
'down there'. My guess the eventual domain of dreamworld servers will be in
the tectonic plane bedrock
of planets. Lots of space there. Lots off energy there. Lots of minerals
there. He doesn't need to worry
all that much about jealous people who can't stand him having his little
cyber-amish dreamworld a
mile deep. He might last hundreds of years there. If he's lucky he'll
upgrade his wetbrain to a fresh
substrate and by the time he's ready he'll be running at thousand fold
cycles with a brain hundreds
of times as big, no longer himself bur rather a prismatic unfolded version
of self - a jungian, freudian
DM unto him/her/itself. Or maybe a Dominatrix. Who is to tell?
Maybe you can be his guest one day.
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