This is a ledger about the very ordinary spiritual recovery of its contributors.
This sight is a place for them, under one persona, to deposit the residue of daily experience. It is like a mountain storing depleted uranium overlooking the sea.
The present moment is all I have and it is impossible to retain. The number of people I have been will always outnumber the one that I am. This is a living history of traumatic remainders of the present moment.
When I am in the now each thing is what it is and there is nothing left over. That is Buddha. For us there is a remainder of unresolved anxiety. This is a place to turn that anxiety into art and be through with it.
This is a rhizome between the multitude that I am and the multitude you are. It is a simple machine for some of us to be more human.
In these notebooks one or several of us-.
In this place which is no place this is the grass
This is about how 'things as they are' force more beauty than we can handle. Here's where I'm waiting until the clouds are gone.
This is a place to escape from our daydreams. Hello: keep coming back.
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Paul Ford for Businessweek:
Maybe Bitcoin’s devotees are right, and it’s the currency of the future. Or perhaps it’s a ridiculous joke—a speculative, hilarious enterprise taken to its most insane conclusion. Given that the founder is nowhere to be found, it feels like a hoax, a parody of the global economy. That the technology used to implement it has, so far, shown itself to be impeccable and completely functional, and that it’s actually being exchanged, just makes it a better joke. The truth is, it doesn’t much matter if it’s a joke or not. It works.
Fascinating.
See also: Chris Dixon’s brief thoughts on the matter.
“Only what touches us closely preoccupies us. We prepare in solitude to face it.”
—Edmond Jabès, from The Little Book of Unsuspected Subversion, trans. Rosmarie Waldrop (Stanford University Press, 1996)
It’s hard not to marvel at the crimson glow of 1966 science.
Before the digital revolution converted complex workspaces into flat-screen monitors and unobtrusive computers, the control rooms of big experiments were the ultimate in analog awesome. Our Alternating Gradient Synchrotron—still accelerating particles here at Brookhaven after 53 years—featured just such an array of custom-built electronics.
Just look at all those knobs, dials, and oscilloscopes.
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