this blog is the continuation of a genuine mystical tradition, unless you get in daily contemplative time and abstain to a significant degree from "entertainment" then you are just wasting your time and mine !
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sepehr is driving me insane !
i just got better things to do !
please have some consideration for me, ye narcissists and do not comment !
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Don't take the pain personally. Goodbye.
Merry Christmas and a happy New Year.
a drought here and a warm winter where you are ?
I prefer colder climate, sometimes I'm tempted to move North.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o-FyH2A7Ed0
you just go higher for colder, 200 meters is a lot !charles bennett talking sensehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9q-qoeqVVD0
That is excellent, thank you.
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I think you should consider adding Prowling Bee blog to your recommended reading. It's an easier way to help people get into Emily Dickinson's Infinite poetry.I like this analysis of this poem :http://bloggingdickinson.blogspot.com/2017/02/the-souls-superior-instants.html
yeah the blog is interesting, am reading it
"everyone is the entire universe, what we call ‘ reality ’ is just an image that enables the persistence of you as an image"This koan reminds me of an Emily Dickinson poem I have read recently and have been contemplating over. She uses the moon as a fantastical metaphor of Immortality, in the last stanza, that in fact does not exclude anyone. Some of her poems really stick on my mind with their imagery:The Moon was but a Chin of GoldA Night or two ago –And now she turns Her perfect FaceUpon the World below –Her Forehead is of Amplest Blonde –Her Cheek – a Beryl hewn –Her Eye unto the Summer DewThe likest I have known –Her Lips of Amber never part –But what must be the smileUpon Her Friend she could conferWere such Her Silver Will –And what a privilege to beBut the remotest Star –For Certainty She take Her WayBeside Your Palace Door –Her Bonnet is the Firmament –The Universe – Her Shoe –The Stars – the Trinkets at Her Belt –Her Dimities – of Blue.
Yeah, I'm not surprised they're butchering Beatrix Potter's Peter Rabbit in another terrible adaptation. What do you think of how they butchered Emily Dickinson's life in the film A Quiet Passion? I think it was disrespectful and poorly researched account on Emily Dickinson's life.
Kyoto University together with Microsoft AI division tried to create an AI that can generate poetry based on images.Research paper called "Beyond Narrative Description: Generating Poetry from Images byMulti-Adversarial Training"Available here: https://arxiv.org/pdf/1804.08473.pdfHere's one inspired by a photo of a dead crab:"and now i am tired of my own let me be the freshening blue haunted through the sky bare and cold water warm blue air shimmering brightly never arrives it seems to say"And another, whose basis was a photo of a war memorial:"i have been a great city spinning and shout the sound of the road washed away the mountain passes through the streets are gone the silence is raining it sits still in silence glint its own"And another, this time inspired by a pastoral landscape:"the sun is shining the wind moves naked trees you dance"I find those poems remarkably good, better than most human poetry I read. It's true that the AI does not "understand" what it is composing. The AI does not have consciousness, or a world.And yet, what it composes is beautiful, and able to evoke a lifeworld. In the coming decades, humans will be gradually robbed of their essence.As per Aristotle, we defined ourselves as "animal rationale" But machines are gradually robbing us of our pride when it comes to the "rationale" part.And so - what will be left to us, that we will become more and more like animals?I'd like to think there's a better option.That this robbery will in fact reveal something naked that is more beautiful.That when we relegate and outsource THINKING itself, to the machine, it will liberate us.And we will have to resort to a deeper aspect of ourselves - a world more profound that machines cannot know...An Inner Tunnel into Hyperspace - experienced by those near-death or those that take DMTEvoked by Tibetan kaleidoscopic and fractal mandalas The Visionary, that is dangerously close to Madness
You said if you post again on 7thzenpatriarch, then you'd pay me a lot of money, lol.
I don't have any money.
arguments going back and and forthswinging this way or thatforever and everwhatdoes itmatter ?arguments swinging back and and forthgoing this way and thatforever and everwhatdoes itmatter ?
Australia has a lot of good children's movies. I've recently seen the The Real Macaw directed by Mario Andreacchio. He's been involved in a lot of interesting projects, and his films have an "adventurous" feel to them that I want the children's books my wife is illustrating, and that I'm largely writing, to capture. I'm going to watch his Napoleon, The Dragon Pearl, and Elephant Tales next. I feel my consciousness is evolving moreso than any AI.