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 on: October 29, 2018, 03:46:36 pm 
Started by zombienerd - Last post by zombienerd
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wheres new dawn again? its been a while Wink

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Meiva, if you're at the sky city, there's a tunnel that leads directly to my wall gates. 

I'm back and forth between MC and Rust right now though lol.

 82 
 on: October 24, 2018, 02:35:32 am 
Started by zombienerd - Last post by Intangir
wheres new dawn again? its been a while Wink

 83 
 on: October 23, 2018, 03:25:03 pm 
Started by zombienerd - Last post by zombienerd
It's been a while Smiley

Dropped in to see how New Dawn was doing, and it appears someone had done some more work, there was some overgrowth, and there was some damage. 

I guess I have some work to do. 

Will probably be on a bit over the next few weeks.  We'll see how long it can keep my attention this time Tongue


 84 
 on: October 20, 2018, 03:45:36 am 
Started by Intangir - Last post by Intangir
FYI

 85 
 on: July 19, 2018, 10:36:30 pm 
Started by TestificateTom - Last post by TestificateTom
Its been a while...  I haven't played minecraft in who knows how long.  I wish I had more time to play because I miss all of you guys (and galls).

 86 
 on: June 15, 2018, 11:29:54 am 
Started by Intangir - Last post by Intangir
im discontinuing this one hour one life server.. i enjoyed it, i saw a handful of other people having fun with it

but the game itself is just not bringing in enough new INTERESTING content to make it worth me time to keep up with all of the updates and to continue playing the game, it has come stale pretty quick..

all of these pointless food updates are annoying me

its a great lovely game, worth the money, but of pretty limited playable scope so far.. very interesting experience, but one that loses its novelty quickly.. not enough to bother maintaining a server for it

 87 
 on: June 09, 2018, 12:26:04 pm 
Started by FynalSlash - Last post by FynalSlash
Early in the 21st century, it was clear that space exploration was no longer a way to posture for dominance among the nations, and so governments began to defund those programs. Private industry took over, and market competition drove battery and navigation technology to new extremes. The human race finally knew the truth: We were capable of anything. Anything at all that we truly set ourselves to accomplish, good or bad, if working together. Even God had to strike down the Tower of Babel to keep us from reaching Heaven without him, but now we had done it. We would spore out into the infinite black! What an era of hubris. We thought ourselves finally above the era and notion of gods. And then we stepped out and off the front porch. KALA. True mother, more than the oceans. We stood and knew that awe and wonder were also inherent inescapable truths of this existence. We knew that gods or not, even if nothing was sacred, nothing was not sacred.

This is not like the Third Renaissance. Young and idealic my wife and I had set out to make a home on Meiva, when almost immediately the infinite fires of Kala found a way to burn me. When I was struck with the virus, we resolved to make a life of it. Make the best of it anyway. She would tend to things in the day. I would come out in the dark of night, when the UV of our colony world would not singe the skin from me until I would tick with uncontrollable jerks of pain. Despite the benefits, the complications were more than she could bare. Before a year had passed in our new home, discord with locals and the pressures of a testing environment proved too much for young newlyweds. I don't blame her. And I'm sure she will rest well in the garden.

When your heart no longer beats to sustain you, and the scientists still don't fully understand how your nervous system works, it takes a little more to put you in true Stasis. I slept so long. I slept the sleep of the dead. I could swear in the deep of my sleep I could hear screaming, and then fire, and then the roars of a thousand beasts. And then the Deep Silence rang out like a gong. Clearing away the madness. Ushering in its own. Silence all the way down. Behind my eyes, I could feel it. This infinite black was not mother Kala. This was the godless deep. I exited to find the timer on my Stasis unit had broken. How long ago? I checked the towns and trade cities. Nothing. Just that ion fizz in the air, and the hiss of those cannibal beasts which can sustain themselves in feast of each other. The world itself is not lifeless, but its life is within that well of Deep Silence. That wordless groan, unreasoning and hollow. Has reason left this place? Has it left me? Even without the commuter ship, it wouldn't be hard to return to the surface and be beamed to another planet, another location, another world in the infinite black. One with the convenience of industrial enterprise. Away from the work of building the new. But I am one of the beasts now. I write these logs, but in my toils I groan wordless.

In my solitude, I have come to understand the true nature of the virus that drove away the colonists. No. I am not without reason because I am not without purpose. I leap from the mountain to the coal below without so much as the advantage of a water landing. Such things no longer trouble me. I embrace the silence and let it empty me. My task is always before my eyes. I can work indefinitely without food or sleep. There are no distractions. I swing until one pick gives out against the ores of this heavy world and switch immediately to the next. I am more steadfast than any stone. Yes, when all ends, I remain. I am the infinite. Emptied of ego, out of our own way, who are we? We are all of it. I have found the Cygnus of my equilibrium. We are neither lorded over nor godless wretches. We are the infinite black. We are the gods. Just as we must explore, we must create. The mortal changeableness, the turning of seasons and ways, the inefficient bunnytrailing, diversions, reductions. I no longer feel them. Just as I can no longer recall the sound of another voice. Undying, I crawl the depths of this rich stone. Tirelessly, persistently I construct. Even in a vacuum, this is what the universe does. It finds a way to life so that life can find a way.

How long? I don't know. I haven't thought in terms of days for ... there is only day and night. The night comes and the stars twinkle above the rain clouds. Stars.
Or ships?

 88 
 on: May 28, 2018, 04:23:41 pm 
Started by Intangir - Last post by Intangir
This thread is for the new One Hour One Life server im running. Its modded to make it much easier, it doesn't require a modded game client though.

One Hour One Life is a pretty interesting simple looking but kinda complicated and profound game found here:

http://www.onehouronelife.com/



To play on my server change these files:

settings/useCustomServer.ini to 1
settings/customServerAddress.ini to twohourseasylife.intangir.org


The changes to game play are:

* You age at half speed so you live 2 hours instead of 1
* Double food bonus
* Hunger at half the speed
* No Decay for backpacks, clothes, carts, and baskets
* Eves can respawn in their own camp regardless of how old they are when they die
* Fruiting milkweed regrows again, and faster than old vanilla
* All water sources replenish after a minute


Rules:

None for now, but if murder becomes a problem i'll either ban or disable it
Same general best practices apply here but aren't enforced.

 89 
 on: May 28, 2018, 02:19:09 pm 
Started by Intangir - Last post by Commander
yeah it's good to stay busy for sure, btw hope your family is doing well

but it's interesting you say that because I fundamentally disagree with the idea of finding "your purpose in life" in the way you're putting it.  Counterintuitively, the purpose of life is not to find your purpose in life.  There is no "your" purpose, the idea that oh, well, if I can find some righteous cause that makes me feel good inside and I dedicate my life to that, then that's my life purpose, is a myth and a lie perpetuated by culture, particularly a self-absorbed culture like the U.S.

My take on it is, life isn't about you or what means a lot to you or what makes you fulfilled and satisfied, rather it is about love, and expressing love toward others, serving one another, doing unto others as you would have done unto you, (which is the core of voluntaryism).  When we do that we are already following what Jesus Christ taught, to love your neighbor as yourself.

you may not share many of my religious views, but we're both voluntaryists, the principles voluntaryism and Christianity teach are pretty similar

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 on: May 25, 2018, 10:36:47 pm 
Started by Intangir - Last post by Intangir
its nice to hear your out there doing things your passionate about

i don't share many of your religious views but i do recognize the importance of finding purpose in your life, and devoting yourself to a cause you think is important. It's good to know you have found ideas and goals to pursue that mean alot to you. thats what makes life worth the trouble Wink

ya i hope my minecraft server had a positive impact in alot of the community members lives. i think voluntaryism is a very empowering concept personally and socially

i did have plans btw for what i hoped would be an improvement on prison pearls, i just never finished them Wink

but ya i know pearls were fun and effective in alot of ways, but it also kept alot of new players from joining and learning how things worked on our server. but it was a big project and by that time i had apparently lost too much steam to finish my new system for keeping griefers away


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