good morning. I don’t know what exactly should be written down at the moment, but I’m sure I’ll think of something. yes, already: the mind is (here we go) like a computer, but different. let me explain. the computer filing system holds onto data in linear fashion; as long as the user can remember the name of the file last saved, a search is performed, and it is unchanged from its last inception. the user must be accurate, careful to remember that file name; if so, the past is within reach. the mind mind goes in many directions. information here is stored differently and triggered by various words, sounds, smells, etc. – therefore these associations spire out retrieving old info while at the same time instigating the new. a combination of the two and hard work put into further development of this bond of organic mind and digital is necessary at this stage in our evolution not as egomaniacs, but… it is up to us to transcend.
don’t forget the dirt roads. we have to remember the past, or admittedly what we know of the past, legend, myth, and live creatively, not roboticly, in the now of light switch flipping.
been writing poetry
on scraps and
will collect it for
a 2004 attack on
the mundane
fight mundane with
supra-mundane
eyes blighted blurry
a flare
for protection
spin your prayer wheels
for 2005, and all
things 2006 and 2007
and 8.
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