The Nautilus Manuscript: Prototypes

Today I was organising things and I had in my hands the prototypes used for Nautilus manuscript.

They always mesmerise me. Each one is an iteration in a search for perfection. Each label is something to be corrected.

Oh, perfection… It can’t be reached in a handmade product, I know that. But I improved each version, polishing every detail as far as I can. Also I have to say I enjoyed the process a lot. They are my babies. Well, people produce babies in one attempt, no iterations. Maybe that’s the reason for so many unfinished people walking by there.

5 advantages of training a crocodile


Mr. μ had been always a normal man, normal behaviour, TV, etc. The full pack. And despite that one day he had a brilliant idea. With the current scenario of crisis, shortage, conflicts, petrol price and uncertainty he decided to take serious actions: He trained a crocodile.

1. Defense.
2. Attack.
3. Transport.
4. Accompany.
5. Food (eventually).

Mr. μ was so passionated with the crocodile’s education he even teach it to read. And it was his doom. One normal Thursday the crocodile found Mr. μ's documents and plan. Crocodile didn’t like point number 5 at all. “Ah, nononoo”. The crocodile ate Mr. μ and bye bye Mr. μ.

So… now we have a killer crocodile free in the streets, with rewind skills.


Donkey Kong is magnifique!

Two pics from Da Nang, Vietnam

About complexity: Planet Nvapaa

Once upon a time was Planet Nvapaa. Its inhabitants, the Nvapaas, were biological beings half evolved with rodent morphology. They showed primary intelligence but enough to outline the concept of freedom.

They felt that freedom could be a good thing and decided to write on paper that they were free beings from that moment on :) As the Nvapaas did not trust each other they had to make norms. It was normal among the Nvapaas to cut off another's head to the slightest carelessness. They decided to abandon the laws of nature and created their own artificial laws. 

The Nvapaas were free to do things, but always asking permission for each of them. For your good. Each action, even the simplest, required a form. Easy-to-process papers to protect your rights. But soon the forms became so complex that the Nvapaas could not fill them out on their own. They needed form experts. Hiring an expert was expensive and laborious but necessary for the common good. Thus, the laws began to become so cumbersome that the form experts did not understand them either. Even those in charge of administering the laws did not understand them. 

Each simple action also became risky for fear of disproportionate sanctions. The machinery of laws and forms was a monster with its own life. 50% of the planet was dedicated exclusively to managing forms. And it was going to get worse year after year. Paralysis. 

No one could do anything anymore: You can not sell Wuoukis (the delicious fruit, not confuse with Wuoukit, its poisonous version) to the next door neighbor, take energy from the core, not even actions proper to the free Nvapaas as to express your ideas or just cut heads out there. Nor could they change the laws they themselves had created. 

But well, it doesn’t matter since Planet Nvapaa is still spinning in its orbit and doesn’t care too much.