Still reading The Age Of Spiritual Machines, and found a great quote on the human machine:
What a strange machine man is. You fill him with bread, wine, fish, and radishes, and out come sighs, laughter, and dreams.
Nikos Kazantzakis
Computers, spirituality, and the other things that make me go.
Still reading The Age Of Spiritual Machines, and found a great quote on the human machine:
What a strange machine man is. You fill him with bread, wine, fish, and radishes, and out come sighs, laughter, and dreams.
Nikos Kazantzakis
I’m presently reading Age Of Spiritual Machines by Ray Kurzweil, and came across an excellent quote that speaks to my own thought on the “immortal soul.”
I often dream about falling. Such dreams are commonplace to the ambitious or those who climb mountains. Lately I dreamed I was clutching at the face of a rock, but it would not hold. Gravel gave way. I grasped for a shrub, but it pulled loose, and in cold terror I fell into the abyss. Suddenly I realized that my fall was relative; there was no bottom and no end. A feeling of pleasure overcame me. I realized that what I embody, the principle of life, cannot be destroyed. It is written into the cosmic code, the order of the universe. As I continued to fall in the dark void, embraced by the vault of the heavens, I sang to the beauty of the stars and made my peace with the darkness.
– Heinz Pagels, physicist and quantum researcher (as quoted in The Age of Spiritual Machines)
As time goes on, I hope to put more of my thoughts into enough of an order to put them in words here.