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Blog entries by Boogs
Love your mistakes, for that's all it takes,
To reach some enlightenment.
For each one you make is like tastiest cake,
Or wine with a perfect ferment.
Because so you see, eventually,
It's only by making these bloomers.
That you'll ever learn, to thus overturn,
The mistakes of the other...
Here, the imprimatur of my treatise on AI and it's place in our world.
(and can you get to the end without wishing you hadn't? And is that down to style or content?)
Or, ignoring the fancy sounding but meaningless title (I always wanted to write a treatise - not sure what it is? But it sounds...
The thought that I repeat myself,
Is driving me to tears,
It has to be among the,
Very greatest of my fears!
It's something that intrudes so much,
When talking oft to others.
I'd really rather opt to find,
A deafness of my druthers.
For ignorance is bliss they say,
And this one doth intrude...
The elephants in the room,
The one's are ever outside.
The one's as quiet as the tomb,
The one's they can't abide.
We're the one percenters,
We're the blackest of the sheep.
We're the great dissenters,
We're the one's who'll never sleep.
Why are we the who of this,
Why are we the chosen.
Why...
The elephants in the room,
The one's are ever outside.
The one's as quiet as the tomb,
The one's they can't abide.
We're the one percenters,
We're the blackest of the sheep.
We're the great dissenters,
We're the one's who'll never sleep.
Why are we the who of this,
Why are we the chosen.
Why...
Where is evil in the world.
Where is hatred in the word.
Hiding in the grass tight curled,
Or is it just a cost incurred.
In fact is it a real concept,
Or just a simple category.
Is it that we can't accept,
That we are just as predatory.
But then as we misunderstand,
That which we speak so...
Every time,
I add a line,
I look at it,
And think it's fine.
But when I add,
Another one,
I look above,
And see it's wrong!
In nineteen hundred and ninety nine,
Thinking I was doing fine.
I launched myself into the dark,
And found the...
If you had the misfortune to read my post on emoji's, you may have noticed in the end, it was maybe a little disingenuous, and could even be seen as my being a little hypocritical, even? But the real purpose was more to stir thoughts about these things, why they are, what it may mean, and what...
Racing racing through my brain,
Is there balance to maintain.
My thoughts a virtual food chain,
And nature never knows humane.
So anyway, I feed the beast,
Daily news at very least.
And even when I think off-piste,
My knowledgebase is still increased.
It seems that first it needed filling...
Emoji's, emoji's, we all want emoji's!
Or do we?
We mostly think we do, if we think about it at all!
But what are emoji's, where did they come from? And what function do they fulfil, and most of all, how do we each understand their usage, and what effect do they have?
Caveat:
So all you fact...