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  • I may have lived long enough to become a stubborn old man.

    I tire of the adaptation. I do believe in evolution. But, from the moment I was born I have been at sea with change.

    I am now a different kind of human being.

    Last night I had a dream.
    I was calling a cab, and every time I figured out how to dial my phone - it became something else...
    As much as I tried to will my subconscious to dream it was a phone,
    I found myself holding a toaster, a Barbie playhouse, a hand held game...
    the baby toy buttons were made of primary colored plastic...
    The thing had drop down menus and a touch screen that played a karaoke tune...
    It was sometimes a piece of fan folded paper.

    The words "easy to use" appeared in seventeen languages.

    The dream was evidence - persistent intuitive problem solving has made me weary.
    I love technology, I love science, and the idea that the mystical body is more godlike than I.
    But, enough! I have been made to feel like an immigrant.
    ...unable to stop the hunger for a country I can understand.
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