Carleas on Ecmandu's Trope

I played five chess junkie games in a row on this machine at level 8. It always castles when I play it, because I’m targeting one square and one square alone. Since I can’t castle and I have no clue how (en passant spelling?) works, I have two handicaps in this game. That’s ok.

I think I can get to that square fast enough to beat it, but I have to dump my pawns first and be able to castle.

No. I understand what you’re saying. I played throw away games with this machine to castle and it wouldn’t let me do it. I did it the easiest way, I moved my knight and bishop, not even close to a check or checkmate from the opposition. I tried all the controls and it wouldn’t work. I need to be able to castle to compete easier.

I’ll even add to this, and it was a hard game to play. I had no movement from my king or any rook.

All the other back pieces were gone. All I had behind my leftover pawns was two rooks that never moved and a king that never moved. The machine wouldn’t let me castle, and there was no check. Whatever the controls are for castling, I don’t know it.

It’s not too difficult to play a game where you’re just trying to castle. If that’s your only goal in the game it’s much easier than trying to checkmate or stalemate.

I made a decision. I’m going to do something I haven’t done in chess before. I’ll play again tomorrow I want to see if white always wins. I’m going to copy every move as black after it makes its first move. I still couldn’t figure out how to castle… see how it goes.

Carleas. To understand me, which really doesn’t mean much to me, and this is not a suicide note.
I never wanted to be. I will beat this computer, but it means nothing to me.
My accomplishments are just existents to me. I don’t want to exist.
You can call me any name in the book. Nonexistence is always better than existence.
That BY FAR does not give me the right to do anything I want.
I’ve never liked life Carleas. If I had a choice between my perfect patch being implemented instead of nonexistence. I’d choose nonexistence every time.
I understand most people are happy to be alive. They’re proud of their accomplishments.
I don’t see life that way. There’s no getting around that we all live forever. If you kill yourself, your problems will just follow you forever.
I want an eternal nap as eternal dreamless sleep.
To earn that, you need everyone’s respect to not call you back.
You’re not mean to me like others Carleas, but you do call me names like schizophrenic.
To be perfectly honest, I can easily turn the tables and call you the psychotic one.
So here we are. Two people living in existence.

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Based on this, my guess is that you are trying to castle through check. Here’s an example of what I mean:


You couldn’t castle here because the queen is threatening f1, so the king would have to move through check on the way to g1.

If you got rid of all your pawns, there’s a good possibility that one of the opponent’s pieces is threatening f1 or d1, and that would make castling an illegal move.

En passant trips up a lot of beginners, but it makes sense once you understand why it exists. First the mechanics:
Setup: White has a pawn on the 5th row, and black moves a pawn two spaces to end up beside it:


On white’s turn after the black pawn moves (and only on that turn), the white pawn can capture the black pawn as though it had only moved one space:

As I understand it, the reason en passant exists is that originally, pawns didn’tt have the option to move two spaces on their first move, that was a later addition to the game to speed up the opening. But moving two spaces would deprive pawns in adjacent columns of the chance to capture it. En passant was the compromise: the pawn can move two spaces, but the opponent’s pawn can capture it anyway.

Thinking of it that way helps me remember how it works, hopefully it helps you too.

But you won’t, and you have good reason to believe that you won’t. That computer is roughly as good as the best human chess player ever, possibly better. People who have devoted their entire lives to studying chess will lose to it more often than not. You are learning to play chess in mid life. You might become a capable chess player, but you will never beat that computer.

There’s nothing wrong with that. You thought you had solved chess, but you can see that wasn’t true. You should update your beliefs on that new information.

I’m glad to hear that. I’ve felt the burden of existence too; it’s hard being sentient. At my lowest, I developed a mantra that I still use: “love even the rain”, i.e. loving the nice parts of life is easy, but you can learn to love the sadness and pain and the burden of existence too.

It’s cheesy, but it works for me.

I’m sorry, I’m not trying to call you names, and I know labeling is always reductive. But labeling is useful for noticing, for getting handle on things. That’s my goal.

And I could not complain if you did: turnabout is fair play. I know I have my mental failure modes, and you may see them more clearly than I do.

My real specialization is structural existence. That’s what I spent, spend my time thinking about.
I intuited it even as a child playing legos on the front yard with a plastic radio blasting all day.

I was 7. My only person I trusted to help me was my future self. So, I’d watch an old man walking the sidewalk and I’d get my hopes up. And then he’d pass and it broke my heart.

That was me as a child. Since then I’ve had a really good tour of everything, I know the spirit world very well now. It was my training. My training was in the hell realms. My training also told me we never die. You can’t commit suicide to die, you can’t destroy existence, you can’t be killed to die and you can’t murder someone to die.

I wouldn’t be surprised if I beat the program. I still plan I start as black and see if white always wins. I’ll just mirror all its moves. I’ll do this in two ways, so two games. First, I’ll move exactly as it does, second I’ll move the inverse of what it does. If I lose at both games, I can prove that white can always win

Last post included. I’ll give you a deeper peek into how my mind works. I see everything around me and think to myself why this instead of something else?

I see cars. Why do cars exist and why am I looking at them?
Why that building and that exact architecture?
Why am I sitting with a really cool guy instead of a naked pretty girl?

Why? Why? Why?

What do you mean by structural existence? Like building legos or something?

you have no proof that we can’t destroy souls. you are just saying it

Because humans are lazy and also smart

A butterfly effect of random chance combined with zoning laws, architectural rules and regulations, and geometry to fit a specific niche, and because the concept artist of it got approved by some rich person and that was the concept art chosen.

hypergamy

When I tried with my whole soul to destroy existence, I was sent to several particular deep hell realms. I was such an idiot, even though nobody deserves hell, I didn’t realize at the time that I couldn’t be here if I succeeded. That’s when I found out existence can’t be destroyed.
BUT!!! I sleep like the dead. So, I know soul sleep is possible. The question is how long can I earn it again, or even forever. You can’t use power to accomplish this state of being. You have to be smart and kind to earn it.

Does that answer your question?

“I wouldn’t be surprised if I beat the program”

People who haven’t learned how to castle yet just don’t say things like that, E. Neither do (can) they specialize in ‘structural existence’ until they learn how to castle.

Produce for me just one notable philosopher… hell he doesn’t even have to be notable… who doesn’t know how to castle.

And don’t do the fuckin “well Einstein couldn’t tie his own shoelaces or do simple math” bit either.

Careless was gentle with you and gave you an out, and still, you kept going trying to save face or something. Bro, you gotta stop with the genius savant act before you permanently blow it for any new ILPers that may show up.

There’s a paradox (kinda) those of your type are faced with that quietly gnaws away at you: anyone who would believe what you say is true is not the kind of person you would want to be company to because they’re so naive (and dumb). So, when you’re fulfilled by gaining the attention from people here who humor you, you are unfulfilled (and disappointed) with what your act has earned you.

You’d like guys like me to believe you, but guys like me don’t believe guys like you. The guys and gals that you really, secretly, don’t want to be admired and respected by are the only ones who pay any real attention to you. This is burning you up. You’re like, “Why do i gotta always attract the weirdos and space cadets? Why can’t i get guys like Herbert Spencer or Moritz Schlick in my fan base?”

I’ll explain this a little more. All of us are slaves in all existence. It’s impossible to kill a soul, you can warp it, but you can never kill it. We HAVE to live forever. We have no choice. That’s cosmic slavery. I made my patch to existence to bypass consent violation. It didn’t manifest, and I know how many things can manifest and how quickly. Life is evil. Jesus said he’s the light, the truth, the life and the resurrection.

That’s some evil ass shit there. Oblivion is better than anything life or resurrection or paradise can offer.

He was a slave too. He just couldn’t admit it, so he embraced it.

I will never embrace life… I had to make my new patch for existence, understanding that almost all people embrace life. I had to make it optional, in or out at your own will and discretion.

I don’t think you know my posting history very well if you come at me this way, which is fine, brevity for you.

Hey promethean, saw you posted while I was typing this response to furtureone. I’ll get to it soon, BUT!!! cigarette break first!!

I’ll even explain more than this. This might be funny. I’ll never do physical violence to a human.
You can kill me any day you want in an almost infinite number of possibilities on earth.
I won’t strike back at you. Though, I’ll try to avoid you because I want to die forever (sleep forever), you can’t earn that by being murdered or hurting anyone.

I’d said hi to her for a few years, and I decided to try an experiment. I blurted out, “You are hot as fuck!” She said, “I have a boyfriend”, I said, “I know”, and she replied, “Then keep your thoughts to yourself”

I knew at that moment that she was a female robot; her boyfriend had to do the equivalent to get with her. I don’t even say hello to her anymore.

But my mind is so vast, that she made the wrong choice in words to tell me to keep my thoughts to myself forever. Stupid people. I’d never tell her to keep her thoughts to herself.

Promethean. I read your full post. So… you think I’m a con man who can’t endure your words.
Carleas is congenial. No doubt about that. There are deeper problems in the structure of existence that both of you ignore.

Why am I alive? Why do I exist? Why do synchronicities occur the way they do?

Why are you an existent? Why is Carleas an existent? Why am I an existent? Why was that tree planted there 120 years ago?

You take me for an egotistic fool. Why? My only goal in life has been to not exist.

I’ll add to this Promethean.
People think I’m a coward for not wanting to have ever been.
They think I’m an incel because I don’t see women naked.
They think I’m a loser because I’m not the richest person on earth.
They think I’m delusional that I’m actually protecting all your spirits while I’m here.
They think I’m self-important when I say that I do more work than the earth combined taking a single drag of a cigarette.
I actually do that work. The only reason that I’m protecting all of your souls, is because I want to die forever. If you want to judge my character, go for it. I’m letting you judge my character; I don’t have to let you do that. It’s very hard to earn death. Which is why I let you have your mind.

Everyone wants proof of power. But that just keeps you stuck. I know people want to know things like this, so I just type them. To control you for proof, I’d have to control the entire universe. That would hurt an amazing amount of people, and then I couldn’t die forever.

You mocked me for being a specialist in structural existence. You’ll never see me prove it to you.

No it does not answer it. Nowhere in your post did you actually explain why existence cannot be destroyed.

His post didn’t say that you are a con-man. I believe that you genuinely believe most of your own… assertions.

This is just another assertion, that is a bold statement without any reasoning given. Why are your particular set of religious beliefs true?

So the post right above it contradicts it. First you say that we have to live forever. Next post you say its possible to sleep (death) forever. Neither post gives any reasoning. You say souls can’t be destroyed, but don’t explain why.

You haven’t read my whole posting history and I don’t blame you, I have almost 20.000 posts.

I’ll summarize. If existence were ever destroyed, all time would be destroyed, past and future, time is a subset of all existence, which means none of us could be typing these posts if existence were ever destroyed even in the future.

Sleep is when the spirit takes a nap, just like when we take naps here. We know oblivion is possible, we also know it is possible forever. What I’ve learned in my studies of the cosmos is that you can earn really long naps in spirit. Not just a body. The spirit can still be read by us, even though it is asleep.

We can start from there.

forever or just a nap? Cause you said that a forever nap can be earned, supposedly.

im not sure i understand.

Us typing these posts is a subset of existence is a simpler way to understand it. If existence as a whole ever died, we, typing these messages as subsets of existence couldn’t be.

I’m working on the forever part. It’s my main goal in life. Something can not come from nothing and something can’t become nothing. But I know deep sleep is possible. I’m just looking at it forever. The biggest problem with sleep is the greed of others to disturb sleep of others for their non sleep gains.

That’s why I’m here. People forced me out of my eternal slumber, so then, I was born and am 48 years old now. I had to adapt to your language and customs here. I came here as an extremely old soul. I never want to return. It’s extremely difficult to earn long rests, let alone, eternal ones.

I made a new plan for existence so people wouldn’t bring me back anymore.