Summer Storms

The power may go out at any minute–we’ve already had the lights dim several times.

Whenever I get the feeling that I’m missing something by not being in contact with others I saunter onto the internet (twitter, reddit, etc.) and am quickly converted back into finding complete solace with my isolated lifestyle.

Ego is the mind-killer and desperation is the root of all evil.

**for further blunt reference: money == desperation.

Regardless, the notion of business logic depresses me. Coding is more than that. It’s more than frameworks and models and the like.

But can one search the soul through code? What measure of AI will bring about a spiritual connection or reckoning?

Some kind of future world

Once a pattern is found the success of those who follow it is less impressive. Perhaps that’s cruel–I’m not sure–but the notion of simply following a recipe and then getting praised for it seems far more worthless than even the hokiest of participation awards.

Give me uncertainty, darkness and loneliness.

At least I’ll know that I’m plowing through uncharted territory and determining a possible future pattern.