It's like they're saying LOOK, to redirect our thinking to the applications, when we were asking about the apples. And also the other way around. Or something.

Yes, "Now". Here and now. Whatever's going on — isn't it just the big picture on pause?

You know, like, posts, that, well — won't get read, why? Citations. Backlinks. Fair, but it's a decision with its own grammar.

So many questions are raised for me at a — deeper level. Am I allowed to say that, or is that domain already claimed by tech companies?

Gimme shelter, sang the Rolling Stones. Give everyone headphones and a study booth, might be the 2027 remix.

News stories and memories colliding around rollercoasters, circuses and empty church buildings. Outrageous, glorious, both?

The kinds of questions around mystery that end up drifting because they're not allowed to land — in this lifetime — without permission.

So, there's chips, and there's chips. Ask your great-grandparents, and then ask the nearest five-year-old. A crucial difference. Not just one.

The unfolding of Chapter Seventeen's architecture and approach feels compelling. I’m thinking aloud here about potential areas of research.

Just notes on certainty and hearsay, as I thnk aloud about how artificial intelligence shows us more than we wanted to see about what we're full of.

You get knocked over by a wave. It was 5ft. No, sorry, 50ft. No, sorry, 50,000ft… or like Job. At what point is the hurt such that the scale isn't the point. Oh, and AI.