A prophetic book about Artificial Intelligence written 5 or 6 years ago. About the Singularity. The instant when AI meets and exceeds Human Intelligence. And guess whose got the tech to use it? Iran. I guess it’s called writing ahead of the curve. Or something.
"Have you ever followed the path along the bluff, when the sky is grey and the sea is rough? When, shoreward thickening, the fog drifts down until homes are the wraiths of a phantom town?
I have followed the path to Sankaty Light, when the moors were brown & the frost was white. When the sun a ball on the ocean rim, where the Indian Summer breathes with Him, From the north to the south, a curve is swept, On the far horizon a soft haze slept. And to the west the moorlands, above the sky,
In all the vast silence, just God and I."--Abbie Ransom, 1892. Walking the path this final day produced my fondest summer memories. Ah, Grey Lady, you've never lost your touch, dear!
My soulful daughter, Byrdie, offers us a brief peek at the happiness that fills her heart. As her acting career takes wing, she's become engaged to a wonderful guy. So proud of you, kid, as always...Daddy