chaos theory #4,8,15,16...

presently matches is listening to a slurry of techno and underground hip-hop songs that are being beamed into his proximity by way of a recommendation of sarah's: 'pandora.com'. and it has spurred him into a short discourse on one of the most phenomenal aspects of the internet that he has been witness to thus far. the internet mirrors life in that there is an entire goldmine of possibilities in it, through it, as it. maybe even two goldmines, side by side with crumbly and winding passages between them. the downfall is that, much like a mine, there aren't many natural sources of light to aid your vision as you stumble around inside of it. for the most part, you can only feel around the walls and link from one website to another of a similar sort. getting somewhere new was a problematic process until recently...you could only skip to a new area of interest if you already had some sort of map for it that you brought with you.

recently, though, mattress has been using the internet as a tool to orchestrate vast teleportations into uncharted regions. thanks for the most part to the StumbleUpon firefox extension, and the aforementioned Pandora. in case you're out of the loop, StumbleUpon collects information of what sorts of broad categories of interest you find yourself grouped in, and the launches you rocket-like into a series of random but highly-commendable websites or projects in the same circulatory system. Pandora does basically the same thing, but in streaming-radio format...spiraling out of artists that you like into new ones that you weren't aware of. and matches is a giant-panda-proponent of this concept.

in life, we generally get a small sample of what is going on. for every one thing that you learn, its prism shoots out colors onto a thousand surrounding objects. you realize how vast knowledge is, how unattainable and unscripted it is. is? is, conditionally and perceptually~ people become what they know; that isn't to say that grass-hopping isn't possible, but generally the farmer's son is what he is. but what if he were throttled into the city? what if he were dropped into a concert hall with a thousand stringed-instruments littering the floor? he would probably take something away from this sudden exposure; his photograph would have a second moon dodged and burned into the background. an ascended perch of success will allow a bird to spread its wings into different reaches and corners than merely where it first flew. confidence runs in deep grains.

and so matches is enchanted by this concept that people are infusing into the internet, because it has such far-reaching connotations. before, matches had to sit at the record store and dig through the crates to find another artist that he might like as much as whatever is already on his plate. he had to navigate the social networks for people with similar auditory tastes, so that a new avenue of possibility could eventually be unearthed in a long process of judgment and comparison~ now, all he has to do is plug in his headphones and type in a name. and as with most things on the net, it carries the benefit of being 100% free.

and don't get m started on StumbleUpon, which has already devoured hours upon hours of his time - all well spent. it is so inspiring to be catapulted out randomly, because it offers the chance to see what people are really doing; you can see all the evolutions that creativity has taken recently. it's a shame, the amazing things that are not publicly known-about...these ridiculous things that are happening right under our cyber-noses. and for the most part, they are all things that you can become personally involved in, contributing in some way. they all have the potential to affect you, to alter your life and to offer some slate for expression.

it's quite a thing.