"It is only the dead who have seen the end of war."
"States have been storing blood samples from newborns since blood screening for genetic defects and diseases began in the 1960s. The samples can help detect and treat a wide range of diseases, but in the age of the genome, the issue of storing samples has taken on unprecedented importance. Blood samples contain DNA that can be unambiguously linked to individuals, which may in the future present tempting data to governments, businesses and health providers."This is a clip from a recent article on Wired.com. It makes you wonder why a government would pass legislation to archive medical histories of it's citizens. It certainly can't be due to the implementation of a national health care system. We spend so much money killing people that we're too broke to provide medical aid to our communities. I guess that's what they call Karma.
"We imagine that waking-life is real and that dream-life is unreal, but there does not seem to be any evidence for this belief. Chuang Tzu, in the third century B.C., put it in an amusing way; having dreamed that he was a butterfly flitting from flower to flower, he stated that he was now wondering whether he was then a man dreaming he was a butterfly or whether he was now a butterfly dreaming he was a man. "
- Wei Wu Wei, Fingers Pointing Toward the Moon
Just think of it as a hand-held price scanner, interactive encyclopedia, and once the world's police get their hands on one: portable facial recognition.
Isn't technology wonderful?
Then drowned to swim
I've since built a boat
Now I'm floating the brim
You can't replace the love lost and retraced
Displace misery with happiness in place
Laugh outside with an inside grin
Breathe in deep with the verse in repeat
Then exhale strong for none to defeat
For life is a record in a groove and a beat.
Society seeks out the love of each other
People seekin' out the love of another
Seekin' a time to remember a place
Accelerating dreams as we launch into space
Exploring the stars and every last trace
Life exploding suns and wormholes for fun
Connecting light sewn spots on the run
Swirling we are, imploding we might
Exploading is the wake of what's done so far
I sit in the wake of where I begun
I live life through just tracin' the sun
I feel in love with the planet I'm on
Its heart beats felt strong and spun
Strung in feats of strengthening dawn
Stretched through nights moonlit and redrawn
I wonder why galaxies circle and spawn
Clifford Stoll is a brilliantly eccentric scientist. His enthusiasm and broad range of knowledge enables him to think on levels most have difficulty comprehending. I very much enjoyed this speech, as wild as it is, and hope that you may enjoy it the same. He begins with a note on where to learn the future (experienced Kindergarten teachers), and ends on answering the ever elusive question: Why are we here?
"One of the strongest motives that lead men to art and science is escape from everyday life with its painful crudity and hopeless dreariness, from the fetters of one's own ever-shifting desires."
- Albert Einstein
I'm a schizoprogramedesigner. I started as a graphic designer and grew fond of animations and UX using flash. Did I mention I love math and science? Oh right, I love physics, which leads me to love math and science. I am insanely addicted to future technology. I would love to invent a levitation device, but my current skills restrict me to my recent Raspberry Pi addiction.I have a real passion for art in it's rawest form. I'm not the greatest of artists, not even by a long shot, but I truly appreciate the different ways an individual chooses to express themselves. So much so, that I've been working on a way to make this easier to do: http://www.groovethevibe.com
I love my job
I used to blog
I use Twitter mostly for bookmarking
I code A LOT
I design much less than I would like