It’s here! Just in time for me to shape up a super secret project during my week off.
And they shall beat their data centers into plowshares, and their Teslas into pruninghooks.
I’d have a hard time picking my favorite Aesop Rock but this would be near the top. 🎵 Yes, I watched the documentary after hearing it.
Thirty-one years ago today I had the best and last first date of my life.
I made the same resolution a few weeks ago. I’m getting better at trusting that inner voice.
PSA: I will post nothing further about AGI/machine learning. I will read nothing further on the topic (and am purging my RSS feed accordingly). I have other and better things on my mind and heart.
Playing along
The thing about watching my mom lose her grip on reality is that I feel like I’m participating in some way. For years now, I’ve honed my skills as mom-whisperer: she’s always been a rambling talker and I’ve learned to decipher the meaning. Now, though, my mental habit of pulling multiple threads of conversation together into a meaningful web is making me feel a little crazy myself. I find myself grasping for a throughline that is fading fast.
I’m working from home today so I’m celebrating the return of Pete by playing old videos in the background.
Relatedly, I regularly open a streaming app on weekends looking for a movie to watch and end up switching to YouTube instead. I vastly prefer real people just doing their thing, whatever it is
Donny posted a good reponse to my luxury localism thing.
From “Listen Lord: A Prayer” by James Weldon Johnson. The book in its entirety is online here
And now, O Lord –
When I’ve done drunk my last cup of sorrow –
When I’ve been called everything but a child of God –
When I’m done travelling up the rough side of the mountain –
O – Mary’s Baby –
When I start down the steep and slippery steps of death –
When this old world begins to rock beneath my feet –
Lower me to my dusty grave in peace
To wait for that great gittin' up morning – Amen.
Wonderful: “The Creation” by James Weldon Johnson, via @readerjohn. “I’m lonely” reminds me of Corbin’s discussion of the Divine Sigh that initiated creation. Hadith of the Hidden Treasure: “I was a hidden treasure and I longed to be known, so I created creatures that I might be known.”