I am a dream of the dust, and to dust I shall return, upon its waking. For a few moments the universe gets to peer at itself through these eyes of mine, for some scant instances the universe gets to wonder about what it might be. It is an amazing thing, ephemeral. Even if it happens the billions of times that it does, one must not lose sight of its miracle. For never again will this thing I call “I” ever appear on this blue dot in the cosmos. Life is an experiment in uniqueness: grouped together as similar are the millions, but each one is exquisitely its own. God has blessed us all to the point where we no longer notice the wonder of it all. I think it part of the plan. And those who consider why may glimpse the nature of love.
Reflection
4:02pm wednesday, 5th june
How is your mind, and what have you been up to lately Stand?..I had a dream the other night and a being told me to "Think intuitively"....The morning radio show I listened to this morning was about "Thinking intuitively".........I think reasoning about things that are just beyond our reasoning is the our problem in many ways......
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8:08pm wednesday, 5th june
I've been good, just finished my major revision of my book I'm writing: 94 single-spaced pages. I might go back to researching AI.
Reflection
12:35pm thursday, 6th june
You're the computer whiz Stand..Write a program to block all these spammers on your blog..LOL
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4:26pm thursday, 6th june
It's kind of meditative to go through and delete the spam comments. It's like tending a garden.
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