Just read a really interesting article on Japanese geography and history and it made me realise despite how great the Japanese are at adapting to a changing world they actually donโt have much of a history of being the centre of that innovation unchartedterritories.tomaspueyo.com/โฆ/how-japans-geography-determined-its
Any conversation
a constant, existential pull
so old I couldn't tell you the end
or draw its shape
between kind acceptance
and striving, struggling, writhing, climbing
learning, growing, discontent
"do you feel this way, too, at endless war with longing itself?"
but the birds and trees and ants and wind
in their own marvelous design
don't reply
Vรฅr konges livsgjerning gรฅr mot slutten, landet samler seg for รฅ ta farvel med en konge som har vรฆrt samlende og god for landet. Mรฅ Gud velsigne hans minne og hans etterfรธlger.
Our king's life's work is coming to an end, the country comes together to say goodbye to a king who has been unifying and good for the country. May God bless his memory and his successor.
This aged well.
hakluke.com/โฆ/people-who-say-php-โฆinsecure-are-uninformed
I've been on a kick lately of trying to visualize the oscillating clock, and ultimately the effectively arbitrarily complex activity of a computer processor, as modern refinements of the line shaft factory of the 19th century. Of compute as being not much more than profoundly refined "work" delivered by the electrical grid into marvelously complex machines.
Does that, as a metaphor at least, feel as important to you as it has to me of late? We spend so much time in a world abstracted.

