But old Dim, as soon as he’d slooshied this dollop of song like a lomtick of redhot meat plonked on your plate, let off one of his vulgarities which in this case was a lip-trump followed by a dog-howl followed by two fingers pronging twice at the air followed by a clowny guffaw.
Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess
Candide, amazed at all he had suffered and still more with the charity of the old woman, wished to kiss her hand.
Wink instead of nodding. Nod instead of whispering. Whisper instead of speaking. Speak instead of writing. Write instead of brain exploding.
This image was once used to illustrate the subject areas for our WordPress-Cupertino Meetup group. Its many Layers of Complexity, before full-site editing (FSE), was introduced in version 5.
Now, knowledge of such complexity need not bother the minds of today. Intelligence has been made artificial.
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Advancements in technology aim to create more efficient, organized, and sustainable systems, pushing back against the natural tendency of systems to degrade over time.
ChatGPT
No other natural substance has such a complex aroma associated with so many contradictory descriptions; however, it is usually described abstractly as animalistic, earthy and woody or something akin to the odor of baby’s skin.
Every day at 1:15 pm, write down three tasks even if you don’t plan to do them right away. Notice the pattern.
Journal Entry (3/3/23): One whole week with Covid-19, which up until now, had been avoided. (Grateful for Paxlovid, and many thanks to modern medicine in general, but the blame falls on humanity.)
“Ignorance has been our king. Since the death of empire, he sits unchallenged on the throne of Man. His dynasty is age-old. His right to rule is now considered legitimate. Past sages have affirmed it. They did nothing to unseat him.
“Tomorrow, a new prince shall rule. Men of understanding, men of science shall stand behind his throne, and the universe will come to know his might. His name is Truth. His empire shall encompass the Earth. And the mastery of Man over the Earth shall be renewed. A century from now, men will fly through the air in mechanical birds. Metal carriages will race along roads of man-made stone. There will be buildings of thirty stories, ships that go under the sea, machines to perform all works.
“And how will this come to pass?”
He paused and lowered his voice. “In the same way all change comes to pass, I fear. And I am sorry it is so. It will come to pass by violence and upheaval, by flame and by fury, for no change comes calmly over the world.”
A Canticle For Leibowitz by Walter M. Miller, Jr. (1959)