Commlink #46
Weekly Review
This week at Community DAO, the word was “Stock the Shelf.” The initial reasoning behind this advisement is the understanding that our NFT producers are generating more content than we can effectively shuffle and have consumed by the public, currently. We need more assistance in curation. Instead of getting frustrated by that, as it is a good problem to have, signifying heavy engagement, it seems wiser, while seeking additional help, to continue indexing products onto an available “shelf,” as we have been doing with our contest design docs each week. Check how extensive this shelf is becoming here!!: https://commdao.org/gallery/ More like a data mine than just a shelf! And see the latest on the retail shop front window for this sector of development here at the C0MM/DAO Corral: https://www.ravenist.com/collections/c0mm-dao-corral
Congratulations to Jekoi for having the latest NFT sale to BrikBC, one of the most active art collectors on Ravencoin!
Another area for review concerns top developments in the Ravencoin community, as we currently function as the only aspiring DAO on the blockchain. For this reason, we can develop as a type of general backdrop for important news from our foundational source, facilitating that “Layer 3” on top of an impersonal blockchain driven by the Decentralization ethos, which are important features to nurture and protect. But by unifying our efforts, voices, and presence, more momentum can be generated towards realizing Ravencoin as the go-to blockchain of the future, achieving widespread consensus in the culture-at-large. This requires a uniquely devotional and motivated voluntary marketing effort since the blockchain does not have an internal group of marketers or even a budget for any marketing whatsoever. And that’s a good thing!
This past week, Humble Miner presented the blockchain with an entirely new eco-map. This is the best gloss view of all the projects gestating currently on Ravencoin:
And we have begun creating a listing database on our website dedicated to Ravencoin:
https://commdao.org/ravencoin/
In addition to this, we also witnessed a new art series, “RVN Bounty HunterZ” dropping by a rising key force on Ravencoin and a member at C0MM/DAO, Cerberus (aka “Spock”):
We have been in talks with Cerberus for some time about the nature of his project. He has been a great support, in turn, for Community DAO efforts, especially in developing NFT sales geared towards our Commtower project in Sky City by Alterverse. And we hope to see further coordination with his efforts, especially in the development of his new guild emerging. From the RVN Bounty HunterZ site:
“The RVN Bounty Hunterz’ Guild is an ancient institution governed by the unwritten rules of the Bounty Hunterz' Creed. The guild was founded by a legendary bounty hunter who has since been lost to history. Within months of its founding, it became the most powerful guild in the known universe and has remained so for centuries…”
Additionally, we are monitoring the indexing of new designs submitted this week here:
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Nxw1uY51X0C80HgtMU5p1ID10T5Ndh48njXCD4YNuQY/edit?usp=sharing
Watch how the document fills over the next few days with a new master spreadsheet generated by curator, Evilra.
Other than that, let’s pull back and let the Community speak. We have a new freelance column series starting this week by Walk The Plank, as well as personal reports, updates, and essays on Memories from our marketing team, and selected by Editor, Alina Okun, DBA.
Have a great week!
Best,
Dow Harris
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Architecture, Avatars, and Meta Death
A time is rapidly approaching when our lives will be communicating with computers in ways beyond our comprehension. AR and VR technologies are rapidly expanding and building infrastructure in the construction industry.
Building Information Modeling (BIM) is trending toward a Digital Twin Architecture where our physical surroundings are mapped out. Unity Government and Aerospace is one of the winners of the $900 Million Air Force Architecture & Integration Directorate.
With Unity and other graphics engines in the hands of the construction industry and as modeling integration for the US government, it looks as though our real-life existence will be mapped and modeled with the help of corporations and the government. This will enable endless possibilities of human-computer interactions, and with this great power comes great responsibility.
This responsibility has been bestowed on the American people by its government. Just recently, two sixteen-year-olds argued in court that companies should not be able to hide their software behind closed doors. They argued this point using the Electronics Right to Repair Act and had a good point, how can we repair something when we are not allowed to know how it is made?
With this act and the right to delete laws being established around the country, our government has upheld the fourth amendment into the metaverse. It is time we demand to know where our data is going at all times. We have the right to delete ourselves from Facebook platforms and the right to repair our computers, but videos from public cameras can be pulled from Instagram stories using Machine Learning.
We need to demand that our image and likeness be removed from street corner cameras and automatic checkout lanes. We need to demand that our online activity not be tracked and forced back into our faces as advertisements. We need to demand that our data be given solely to us the second it is created while preserving the intellectual rights of designers and creative thinkers.
We need the government to be a Decentralized Autonomous Organization (DAO) where ideas are suggested by the citizens as NFTs that are acted upon by industries so that progress is incentivized by good ideas and good ideas are stored using the individual's biosignature that requires a trustless authoritative chain of command to access via a third party that allows investigation into crime using anonymous methods that eliminate prejudice innate in our human society.
We can do these things by organizing our data collectively in private node modules. When our homes are wired to track us all the time so we can have virtual pets, assistants, workplaces, and routines, our individual existence will exist as these node modules across the globe.
Death in the metaverse is not about dying in a video game and losing real-world possessions; that’s just gambling. The real Metaverse will be a Meta-multi-verse containing every sandboxed investigation into humanity as a video game or some form of interactable content.
Death in the metaverse will be when the space you are in goes offline, and the connection that verifies the feeds is severed. These devices will create tombstones that are rescued when the devices go back online, and like a phoenix, your data will rise from the ashes and be verified by the collective neural network that verifies you.
As for death in the real world, the computer planet Meta-multi-verse will only view it as your origin node going offline. Your spirit will live on; your soul split amongst the many souls arguing for the collective good and the salvation of humanity.
Your body will remain on earth, but you will be free from your physical limitations, and your avatar will carry on your gameplay. All of this can only be possible in a free and open-source environment free of censorship and corporate manipulation of the zeitgeist.
This is why we need to get every corporation's ability to mishandle, misuse, and abuse our data: to open the gates of heaven, let our fears be mitigated by simple contracts created by statistics, contracts like “this gun will not fire if you are emotionally distressed and suicidal” and “your identity will be logged to turn over to the police in case of an investigation, but we will not have the information to personally identify you and that information will only be revealed if our cryptographic systems proved you did something illegal and even then you will be able to stand virtual trial without revealing any specific identify markers until proven guilty.”
These conditions can only be met without abandoning our economic system by incentivizing good behavior through the market and through the unionization of consumers. We need to be able to demand corporations treat our data with more respect by coordinating efforts at specific corporations to meet our demands.
We need not do this with violence, nor even protests, but just simple unions, the union of target shoppers demanding better hourly wages, or the union of Amazon buyers threatening to cut 10 percent of their sales if they don't continue to improve worker conditions.
We can do all of these things in a matter of days. We can get signatures from people and let them vote on DAO proposals that push the consumer market in favor of the consumers.
But when the metaverse reaches the point where you are winning tangible items by playing games, the game will be the product. We will be the advertisers, and everything will be free. There will be no advertisements, and heaven will be our oasis. Being active in the creation and management of a merit-based governmental structure that works to advance educational metaverses, thus simplifying the structure of humanity so we can build a more cooperative future together.
Visiting My Uncle for the First Time
I had never been to Lagos, Nigeria, before. All I knew was that my uncle lived there, and I wanted to meet him. I was always fascinated by my uncle and his stories of growing up in Lagos. He was so passionate about his home, and I wanted to experience it for myself. So I decided to take a trip to Lagos and visit my uncle for the first time.
Arrival in Lagos - My first impressions
The moment I stepped off the bus, I knew I was in a place unlike any other. The energy of the city was palpable, and I was immediately taken by the vibrancy and culture of the city. I was surrounded by people from all walks of life, and I could feel the spirit of the city.
I was so excited to meet him and to see his home. I spent days with him, and he showed me around the city. We visited some of his favorite places and ate some delicious food.
This trip was a great opportunity to explore a new culture and experience the beauty and vibrancy of Lagos. I am thankful that I had the chance to visit my uncle and explore the city of Lagos.
The Perfect Bonding Time
Holidays could be the best of times we would love to experience. For me, it gives me the perfect bonding time with family and distant friends. I had the perfect bonding time with my niece last Christmas. Although we practically live together, I've never really been able to play around with her due to my tight schedule and the several things I've had to catch up with.
Initially, I was really scared of carrying her because she was so small, and I practically knew nothing about babies. I felt she could fall off or die in my hands. I had so much pity for her if she ever cried, especially after receiving her immunization. When she was 6, her weight had increased as well as her body size. This made me more comfortable carrying her again. I didn't actually love babies because I couldn't deal with their incessant cries and noises, which have become a part of my daily routine.
The catching up came when I had all the time to spend at home. We connected and started spending a lot of time together. Although she cried most times, I was still able to understand and get through to her. Feeding her was the toughest as she usually cried so hard during the entire process. Whilst crying, she would make these funny eyes while looking right at me. Those eyes were cute and would arouse some sense of pity, which I had to ignore if I needed to feed her well. I also observed her love for lights, especially with phones, as well as movies. She would always run in my direction if I ever played a video. She also loved jumping up to dance immediately after hearing music. She was in the habit of placing the phone on her ear as if she were on a call but would never say a thing.
I loved watching her, especially when she ran around the whole place. I was happy to see her happy. I decided to take her for a little hangout, and although she didn't understand, I could feel her excitement as we stepped out of the house. I took her to the Christmas village in my location, and she had so much fun at the children's unit of the village, playing up and down the playground. I took a lot of pictures of her.
She tasted everything that was served that evening. The outing was great, and she didn’t want to leave. My brother had to buy her a Christmas cap just to ensure she followed us without screaming and shoutings. I enjoyed that she had fun going out with me, watched as her mum finally bathed her, and later ate and slept like the baby that she is.
Cherished Memories of the Holidays
During the holidays, we celebrate and have fun. Families get together to spend time with each other, honor traditions and make new memories.
One of the best things about the holidays is all the fun music and games that come with them. Often, these memories are linked to smells, tastes, and sounds that can take you right back to that time and place. Whether it was playing tag in the snow or listening to your favorite Christmas songs, these are some of the best memories I have of my childhood.
Unique Artisan Goods & Crafts
When I walk into the market, the first thing I notice is the unique arts and crafts. My people have always been skilled craftspeople, and you can see this in everything from the traditional wood carvings to the intricate beadwork.
It's really something to see, and it's a big part of what makes our holidays so special. Crafts like these are passed down from one generation to the next, and each one has its own story. I always enjoy talking with the craftspeople about their work and finding out more about the traditions that go along with it.
Memories of Hometown
My name is Edidiong Ini, I hail from Ikot Ekpene in Akwa Ibom State, and these are my memories of hometown.
Christmas In My Hometown
Christmas was usually my favorite holiday. When dad came home from work, he'd bring us lots of things and buy us new clothes and shoes. The best part of it all was getting to travel back to our hometown to spend Christmas with family.
We come from a big family where all my grandmother's children, sons, daughters-in-law, and grandchildren would return to our hometown for Christmas. It was one tradition I enjoyed so much.
I remember one time when my mum took us to our hometown for a short visit, but we did not want to leave. Mum had no choice but to let my younger sister and me stay for a while longer with our grandmother and other relatives who were around at the time.
Being in my hometown is like being in a wonderland. Ikot Ekpene has lots of beautiful landmarks. There's even a place that specializes in suya, for all the lovers of suya out there. You can count on them to cook your meat just right, as they have years of experience. There are plenty more fun places nearby. Once, dad took the family out to a fancy and expensive restaurant at Ikot Ekpene. I still cannot forget how much fun we had there.
On one of our Christmas trips to our hometown, my father's siblings, their children, my siblings, and I all walked to a junction on our street to explore, get breakfast and buy lots of beautiful things for ourselves. My cousin, Christian, bought some firecrackers. I bought a beautiful black and white bandana, and others bought what they wanted to buy. So, on our way home, we encountered masquerades, popularly known as Ekpo in our local dialect. The whole encounter ended up in a hot chase. We all ran like our lives depended on it. Luckily for us, Christian lit the firecrackers and threw it at them. This might sound weird, but we heard one of the masquerades shout, "the blood of Jesus," as they jumped for safety and went in different directions.
In my hometown, in the past, masquerades could go about their business freely, but now in Ikot Ekpene, masquerades had been banned. If you go to Ikot Ekpene today, you will hardly see any masquerades.
Rumors have it that they were usually brutal to the members of the community. When the then Commissioner of Police saw how brutal these masquerades were to the community members, he met with village heads and other prominent figures in my hometown to put an end to the performances, which he did.
Finally, Sunday services were fun. It wasn't really about being in church; it was more about enjoying the food fiesta that happened after service.
On one such Sunday, my aunts were arguing over some of the food and drinks. Aunty Patience accused her younger sister, Aunty Esther, of stealing the meat meant for the entire family's consumption. On the other hand, Aunty Esther was also accusing her sister of hoarding food in a black noisemaker bag. In the end, the whole argument turned into a big fight. The only person who was around at that moment, aside from the grandchildren, was grandma. She shouted at the women, and they immediately let go of each other. It was then they realized that they had embarrassed themselves in front of all of us. Although Grandma was able to solve the whole fracas, Aunty Patience would not stop raining insults on her sister. It was discovered that Aunty Patience was actually hoarding the meat meant for cooking afang soup and some other delicious delicacies. It was a fun day to remember.
With my whole family together, Christmas was always fun in my hometown.
Grief In My Hometown
Losing someone is one of the most painful experiences humans have to face, as death is inevitable. I lost my peace-loving grandmother years later, and going back to my hometown never felt the same.
It was as if her death drained the fun of going back to Ikot Ekpene out of our hearts. The family compound was locked. Since the property was willed to my dad as the eldest son, he made that decision.
Being in Ikot Ekpene has never been the same since her death. I miss her and how she always made our stay in our hometown colorfully eventful and full of beautiful memories.
Celebration In My Hometown
After the rain comes the sun, and a beautiful rainbow, which serves as a constant reminder that we can all smile again.
Years after my grandmother was laid to rest, the whole family had a reason to return to our hometown. My cousin, Iniobong, was finally getting married to her longtime love. Her marriage served as solace and reunited the whole family once more, but the grandmother was not there to see her eldest grandchild get married in the traditional way.
Our hometown compound was repainted, the lawn was cleared and decorated, and canopies, chairs, and tables were set. The marriage was the talk of the town. Everything went as planned, and my cousin traditionally tied the knot with the love of her life.
After her marriage at the family compound, mum and dad allowed us to occasionally visit our hometown whenever we felt like it. The delight of Christmas in my hometown was reawakened the following year when my cousin gave birth to a drop-dead gorgeous baby girl who looked just like our grandmother. She was said to be a reincarnation of our beautiful grandmother, and everybody could not stop noticing it.
After the baby turned a year old, the entire family came back to celebrate another Christmas in my hometown.
Memories of my Blogging Experience
The world has experienced a great breakthrough technologically. With technology, different ideas and things emerge on a daily basis to better the lives of others, and these are created by technological experts who have devoted time to study and creating.
Today, I will be sharing the memories of my numerous experiences accumulated through blogging over the years. Blogging is the art of writing and assembling useful information to upload or publish on the Internet, especially on a website, to be read by other people.
My Journey to Tech Orientation
Prior to 2018, before the completion of my service year, I had no idea about blogging or any other aspect of technology. I knew that people could create content to make money, but I didn't understand how it worked to write and create readable content, publish it somewhere, and monetize it. Among other technological memories, blogging is the best memory I have of the technological world.
In 2018, after the completion of my one-year compulsory service, I returned home from my state of deployment and was a bit stranded because of the absence of jobs to accommodate the yearly turnout of graduates. I was home job hunting both offline and online. A friend introduced me to a blogger who agreed to employ me to write and publish articles for him online. I was elated that I finally had a job without knowing what was waiting for me.
I was asked to start immediately, which I did, but because of certain logistics, I could not start the work because I needed to be taught what to do before I could start.
I started out as an article copyeditor. I would pick an article from a source, rewrite and publish it. In the process, I noticed that people blog for two reasons: some for fun and others to make money.
My Enlightenment
In the process of working, I learned the various aspects of blogging, including:
Keyword research
Writing Google-ranked articles
SEO
Publishing Techniques
Ranking
Monetizing a blog or website
Blogging is a time and capital-intensive venture, but if a person is determined not to give up, holds onto it, and continues to do what is right, they will benefit in the end.
Ambassador Report
In our everyday activities, we have one goal, "To achieve greatness.” Creating digital art is currently what everyone on our team can do without inspection or correction. It has also become part of us as we continue to share our thoughts and imaginations through art uniquely generated using our different mobile and stationary computer devices.
We've made lots of sales, and the funds have been sent to the authors. These and more have become the success stories for our members, and we would love to have more marketing team members participating in our weekly activities. Below is the Leaderboard for week 46, which contains the summary of all activities (as listed in the activity section of the leaderboard) that took place within the week.