"We who are alive now may well constitute the last purely human society."
(Your Obsolete Brain)

"It is too late to ask: can we, should we, will we? The super intelligent machine, able to think like a human, but vastly more knowledgeable than any or all of us, is coming — whether you're ready or not."
(Your Obsolete Brain)

"Computers don't weep and never will; for, they will never be capable of experiencing friendship or endearment, nor all the posturing and heartbreak that accompany emotional attachment. Ultimately, it's not the rise of robots that we need to fear; itís the vestige of the killer instinct still lingering in Homo Sapiens. Nevertheless, will you feel safer when weapons themselves make the decision when and whom to kill?"
(Your Obsolete Brain)

"The movement — walking, flying, driving, sailing — is part of the journey's thrill and spirit. Moving through the cool air of the mountains to the shaded surprise of valleys, re-evaluating one's size and importance in the face of an ocean or the shadow of an Alp."
(The World Guide)

"Serious travelers cultivate a sense of place: they stand still, and rather than ask questions, they wait for a place to speak, to communicate its sense of peace or history, gloom or unrest. The places, the temporary stops for every traveler, color the traveler's journey and always, just a little, change the traveler."
(The World Guide)

"When automobiles first appeared on carriage ways as competition for horse driven buggies, the noisy, smoke-spouting nuisances were viewed as vulgar and intrusive. When telephones came into vogue in the nineteenth century, people actually dressed up for phone calls, as if being improperly dressed while talking to another person, even when unseen, was somehow disgraceful. It's not unthinkable, though perhaps still vulgar, to encounter people talking on their phones in restrooms, or to converse by voice or text with a caller who is actually sitting on a toilet."
(Your Obsolete Brain)

"Go ahead, God, have your little joke."
(Stalking the Bird of Paradise)

"we gag, we plead, we crawl,
we writhe and weep
afterwards, we collect our pay
and go home"
(Across the Blood Red Plain)


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