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Red

This one will be different from the other essays about color, because it’s easier to demonstrate the symbolism of red by focusing on its opposite first.

 Innocence. Symbolized by Ophelia in Hamlet and Sonia in Crime and Punishment (and anyone else who dresses in totally white garments). In the american court of law, everyone is presumed innocent and must be proven otherwise. This is quite optimistic. Is anyone really innocent? What is innocence? Google definitions say innocence is “The state, quality, or fact of being innocent of a crime or offense.” Way to use a form of the word in the definition. The other definition listed is “Lack of guile or corruption; purity.” It is a common literary motif for babies to be equated to purity or innocence, so let us assume everyone is born innocent.

When and how does this innocence leave the soul? Is it when we pick our first flower, ripping it from its rooted foundation, killing it? When we water-gun our first ant-hill, believing that the human race is superior to all insect species? When we hear our first “NO” from our parents, shattering our original belief that everything in the world goes our way? Or is it a gradual, continuous process, learning slowly how many plants and animals die to sustain the human race? But aren’t all animals born with the instinct to kill? Aren’t modern humans evolved from hunter-gatherers who killed every day? When did this false notion that innocence exists infiltrate our minds?

Well, it was long long ago. The idea of innocence is actually very related to the color red. Red, as we know, is the color of blood. Red is the color of raw meat, which was consumed in large quantities before people learned about fire. The color red played a huge role in ancient hunting societies. But there were people who looked the other way. People who did not enjoy living their lives based on this color. They looked to the opposing end of the color wheel, Cyan. Cyan, a mix of Chlorophyll Green and Water Blue. The gatherers. They didn’t want to kill the living things that moved. They lived off of the things that were not alive – plants.

Well, the hunters saw these strange people who ate plants instead of meat and were like “What nonsense!” And who could blame them? Plants didn’t have bones to make huts out of. All they had were leaves and branches. And building a house from branches means anyone who mishandles a lit match will have to rebuild their home. So they were labeled as the ones with “no sense”. Or ‘nnocence.

Over time, the word innocence has still essentially meant “not red”. For example, besides blood, red is the color of passion. Those labeled innocent are thus called for their ignorance of what happens behind closed doors. Red, also the color of apple. The first two living people were innocent before ingesting the redness of the apple. When someone is yet to be matured, they are referred to as “still green”, for cyan is opposite red, and green is easier to say than cyan. Red, the color of anger, does not infect the innocent as they will sooner forgive than turn to anger.

Christmas, also known as the day of union between red and green, occurs when the two sides of humanity (the red and the innocent) meet and make amends, and the leader of humanity is born. So yeah, point is, Red is anything that is not innocence.  Cyan is the color of innocence.

Why am I talking about the color red?  Because level 7 in Chromomancy (just south of the first Pylon) is the Meadow of Innocence.  More about that in the next post which will be a Chromomancy update, which will be posted next time I can get to a computer.  There might be a video too.  Maybe.

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Chromomancy Update #7 and Triforce

Triforce.

It is the golden item that is a recurring motif in Legend of Zelda games.  It consists of three golden triangles.  One represents power, one wisdom, and one courage. There are three gods associated with them, respectively, Din, Naryu, and Farore (separate entities but they’re all god in a sense).  They also have three associated colors, Red, Green, and Blue.  Now, a few of these ideas have been seen elsewhere.

Let’s start with the three gods, Din, Naryu, and Farore, who all created Earth as we know.  They are not equal to each other, but they are all equal to god.  Hmm.  Sounds a little like the Holy Trinity.  Without delving too deeply into religion, we can also see that this “3 different things, not equal to each other but to something else” is seen in the Sierpinski Triangle:

Each of the three subtriangles are not the same as the others, but they are all infinite and equal to the bigger triangle.  Fractals are awesome like that.  But that’s not important yet.  It’ll be important some time in the far future at which point I will point back to here and say yeah, I already said fractals are awesome, because at that point I’ll be writing about something totally different.  I love breaking the fourth wall.

Now, also in the triforce are the colors Red, Green, and Blue.  This, as we know, are the additive primary colors.  There are only 3 primary colors, because color is a 3-dimensional thing.  Another way to express color in 3 dimension is hue, saturation, and brightness.  But that is digressing.

And lastly of the triforce observations are that each piece is symbolic of power, wisdom, and courage.  The triforce itself is in perfect balance.  So we get Red for Power, Blue for Wisdom (Chromomancy Update #6), and Green for Courage.  A combination would be red+blue=magenta or purple.  Purple is power and wisdom without courage.  Who has power, is educated, but is usually a coward?  Kings and nobles!  And that, folks, is why purple is the color of royalty.

Triangles are very versatile indeed.  An infinity of combinations can be made, because from three points are defined a plane.  Triangles can be defined just by 3 side-lengths.  Other polygons need angles too.  They have what mathematicians and physicists call degrees of freedom.  Triangles have no degrees of freedom.  They are oppressed shapes.  They are rigid.  They are soldiers (Flatland reference, right there).

Triangle in greek is also delta.  Delta means change.  Triangles bring about change.  Because triangles are the strongest shape to bring about change with.  Bermuda is right-on with their triangular-shaped change (aha it’s a pun!).

So, to summarize, triangles are powerful.  So when we take one, and spin it, that saying to the power “You’re not powerful at all.  Look at me spinning you.”  It is subversion, that’s what it is.  Nobody likes to be under power.  They want to subvert it.  So, level 1 of Chromomancy involves a spinning triangle just to set the record straight.  This is a game about freedom, not oppression.  Let the triangle spin!

This was a rather simple change from Update #6.  Steps are:

1. Shoot red, green, and blue simultaneously.

2. Set plasma target to screen center.

3. Add 3 dots named Red, Green, and Blue.

4. Make Red red, Green green, and Blue blue.

5. Make Red shoot red, Green shoot green, and Blue shoot blue.

6. Make them form an equilateral triangle.

7. Make them move in a circle at a constant rate so the equilarity of the triangle is preserved.

8. Add a big “CHROMOMANCY” to the front, in white text.

9. Undamp the density of the plasma, so color is persistent.

10. Make invisible walls one gridblock away from the real walls so fewer physics upsets occur.

11. Remark that it looks like a storm, and theres a Triforce.

12. Find Legend of Zelda music with storm in title (based on friend’s suggestion).

13. Add music.

Also, this is a few days after the video was made, now there are levels.  Those will be talked about later, once a suitable title is found.

Chromomancy Update #4 and Blood Update #1

There is happy news and angry news.

Happy news:

After a total of 8 tries at intrasquare shading, a good shading equation was found at last.  This means other parts of Chromomancy may now be developed.

Unlike the other two videos, this one was compressed.  Twice.  So the quality is bad.  It still looks nice.  It’s still colorful.  That is the happy news.  And the source code can be found here:

https://sites.google.com/site/magic29a/home/plasma-source

Angry News:

It has recently come to my attention that I have been deceived for about 5 years.  When two conflicting blood types are mixed, antibodies from one bind together the cells of the other to create agglutination.  Everywhere I know of, even on google images, this is the depiction of red blood cell agglutination.

So for 5 years, I was like, oh, so antibodies are about as big as cells.  And 3 hours of hardcore geometry and plus/minus sign frustrations were had.  And after those 3 hours, the geometry for Blood was tentatively complete.  The antibodies were able to bind one cell to each end and there was rejoicing.

That is, until an Immunology Textbook was opened.  And it was discovered that antibodies are much smaller than cells (no picture on hand to provide, unfortunately).  And the clear sound of profane words echoed from the room.  Well, a lot of time was wasted there.  And I was really really mad at Red Blood Cells.  I wanted to rip holes in them.  I was that angry.  But they are too small for me to rip holes in myself.  So I turned to Chapter 7 (I will take a moment to thank my Anatomy Teacher) and discovered *drumroll*: The Compliment System.

It goes like this.  C4 (the one that doesn’t explode) binds to cell.  C2 binds to C4.  C3 binds to C2.  C5 is cut by C3 and breaks.  C6 binds to C5.  C7 binds to C6.  C8 binds to C7.  C9 binds to C8.  Then there is a Big MAC.  And the C’s make a lance that tears a hole in the cell for me.  And there are many copies of these C’s that attack all places on the cell membrane. And like a storm of wasps stinging a blimp, deflation occurs and the blimp falls to the ground.  In this case, the Red Blood Cell just dies.  Because there are many many C’s.  Too many C’s to count (similar to how a report card would look).

Yeah, so to celebrate the Compliment System’s ability to rip apart Red Blood Cells, there will be a poem.  Soon.  It is half done.

Blood

Using an incomplete Chromomancy engine, a totally different side project was made that has nothing to do with fractals or dots.  It is called Blood.

It is a metaphorical microscopic view of blood.  There is a border, and credit goes to “DanDaBear” for that and I own no rights to the picture and all that legal stuff.

More importantly, there, in the yellowish plasma (different kind of plasma than the one in Chromomancy), are a number of red circles.  Those are red blood cells.  They move around.  That is all there is so far.

But just to keep my mind clear, I’m going to list all the features I plan to have in this project in order of implementation.

1.  Different Blood Types

2. Mixing different blood types.

3.  Blood conglobulation (that word sounds much cooler than agglutination).

4. Sound effects.

5. Background music that may or may not relate in an obscure way to Angora Rabbits.

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Now, some poetry!

Once upon a time, there was a Red Blood Cell. Its name was Bob.

Blood Cell Bob was AB+

And life was boring, no big fuss

For adventure, Bob had yearned

And so he’ll have a lesson learned.

All Bob wanted was to meet

Another cell, an O to greet.

Foolish Bob had left his home

In other blood, he will now roam

Searching for a friendly O

He finally found a blood cell, Zoe

In excitement, Bob had spoke

In hopes his poem could invoke.

Shall I compare thee to a red balloon?

Thou art more mobile and more beautiful

Rough winds do shake balloons awry at noon,

And Helium lack color plentiful.

Sometime too bright the dye of plastic shows

And often is the red complexion dead

And every fair from fair malady grows

By chance, or nature’s changing course, unsaid

But thy eternal redness shall not dud

Nor lose possession of that fair thou O’est

Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his blood

When in eternal veins to blood thou flowest

So long as cells are red, or veins are blue

So long lives this, and this gives life to you.

And Zoe looked at Bob and said, “You’re not my type”.

Poor Bob 😦

Shakespeare is probably shouting profanity at me for making such a mess of his sonnet.

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