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This is journey into a sideways well. Star Trek villains compete with blue torture wire for the attention of mice and keyholes. This bag of marbles is looking for a slingshot and some stray cats. It’s your job to tell the difference between bullies and murderers. I’ve never owned a convenience store but I can tell you why hooded falcons don’t fly. It’s a list as long as the last thirty-nine years. It’s every nervous newspaper begging you to read it and every forest begging you not to. This journey into the digital will make Max Headrooms out of us all and I can’t wait.
Here’s to the heads in jars! Here’s to our robot overlords! Here’s to ‘I can has’! Precision will only match art after an economy based on money and work ends and we will all be better for it. Automation and celebrity have successfully put America out of work. Dark days are sliding down the slaughterhouse troughs and we’re all going to eat a lot of crow. I’m reminded of the doom predictions of some of the smartest monkeys we’ve produced and while I’m scared, I also know I’m insignificant. Quick or slow, my death is on the way. I’m curious to see how it turns out.
So throw that Frisbee, rush to catch it, and laugh hard. The bubbling acids in your stomach and the dry skin that flies off of you in microscopic flakes will continue to keep you alive and renewed until the processes of this planet stop your body cold. The real world is delicate and fragile but its strength lies in its complication. It cannot be defined. As we teach our pets to obey and our children to learn, let’s all commit to realizing. We are Christmas stockings filled with gifts. The main problem with intelligence is confusion. It’s only through calmness that we can see the way forward.
So take a deep breath. Wrap it around yourself. And walk slow with your eyes wide open.
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Here’s to the heads in jars! Here’s to our robot overlords! Here’s to ‘I can has’! Precision will only match art after an economy based on money and work ends and we will all be better for it. Automation and celebrity have successfully put America out of work. Dark days are sliding down the slaughterhouse troughs and we’re all going to eat a lot of crow. I’m reminded of the doom predictions of some of the smartest monkeys we’ve produced and while I’m scared, I also know I’m insignificant. Quick or slow, my death is on the way. I’m curious to see how it turns out.
So throw that Frisbee, rush to catch it, and laugh hard. The bubbling acids in your stomach and the dry skin that flies off of you in microscopic flakes will continue to keep you alive and renewed until the processes of this planet stop your body cold. The real world is delicate and fragile but its strength lies in its complication. It cannot be defined. As we teach our pets to obey and our children to learn, let’s all commit to realizing. We are Christmas stockings filled with gifts. The main problem with intelligence is confusion. It’s only through calmness that we can see the way forward.
So take a deep breath. Wrap it around yourself. And walk slow with your eyes wide open.
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