I love that he calls his envious half "Z". The letter after every other letter; even the lower case "z". Of course, there are numbers but screw 'em; they are cold and calculating.
"Z" should be the last of his worries, but, first thing in the morning, it is the first of his concerns. Start with "A" and work to "Z". This world; our connected universe tells us to ignore our intuition and instinct and rely on the "real" information.
Your son wants to know more about his grasshopper leg, but you're burnt out with the web(a source of information greater than all libraries of the world, past and present) because you relied so heavily on being informed by an ultimately artificial world.
He's right. These moments, these thoughts; what do I know? why I am here? what did I do today?, are recurring thoughts. Now, 200 years past and future, they'll still be there. You're son or daughter, your wife, will not. The life with them lasts only briefly in the grand theme of existence. The emotions and joy or sadness felt only briefly. If you don't catch them like confetti in the wind, you are lost. You will always be lost.
Both the article and you have inspired me to ban digg and reddit from my reading list. There are grander things in life than reading about yet more war atrocities and political boondoggles.
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[ 4.6 ms ] story [ 23.3 ms ] thread"Z" should be the last of his worries, but, first thing in the morning, it is the first of his concerns. Start with "A" and work to "Z". This world; our connected universe tells us to ignore our intuition and instinct and rely on the "real" information.
Your son wants to know more about his grasshopper leg, but you're burnt out with the web(a source of information greater than all libraries of the world, past and present) because you relied so heavily on being informed by an ultimately artificial world.
He's right. These moments, these thoughts; what do I know? why I am here? what did I do today?, are recurring thoughts. Now, 200 years past and future, they'll still be there. You're son or daughter, your wife, will not. The life with them lasts only briefly in the grand theme of existence. The emotions and joy or sadness felt only briefly. If you don't catch them like confetti in the wind, you are lost. You will always be lost.
Start with "A" and work towards "Z".