migratory words

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one double delight,

still in bloom, endures the night

frost on the trellis

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That is the central question posed by Adolfo Bioy Casares in The Invention of Morel. It echoes the related question, Is there a ghost in the machine? The invention of Morel is indeed a machine, the inner workings of which remain metaphorically mysterious, but it is the end-product of that machine — hyperreality with all its signs and signifiers — that interest Casares more than the machine itself. The machine is simply a device, a black box that generates a world that is as real as it is virtual — a sort of metaphysical pre-cyberspace populated with ontological hallucinations and existential murmurs that examine what it really means to be human, immortal, and ultimately alive.

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thick evening fog –

green stems are all that remain

of the white lilies

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Nanotechnology, not just for sci fi writers anymore

This Salon.com article by Andrew Leonard has some interesting things to say about the future of nanotech. Not the nuts and bolts of nano, but the ethical and political considerations involved in developing and implementing it globally. It also uses IDOLON as a jumping off point for this discussion.

I started writing haiku because I was spending way too much time in my head. I decided I needed to get more in touch with the world, and haiku is a way for me to connect with the small but hardly insignificant details of life.

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the color has gone

from the dried ladybug shell

on the window sill

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