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Several times in the last couple of days I've found myself stuttering to get words out. 'That' doesn't bode well. 'This' doesn't bode well either. What a drag, man, presently, neither this and that look bright in the future. Let's face it. When neither 'this' nor 'that' is where it's at, then life itself seems contraindicated and Death can extemporaneously rule the roost.
"Contraindicated" is a little out of metre for writing poetry in prose, but I just love to say the word, and writing it is just as much fun. Okay, not as much fun as hyperfluidity, but right up there with perfidy. I've been called a wordsmith lots of times because I like to bend words around to express a personal point of view, as if to suggest my way of saying things is special, and it is, but the clumsily disguised point I reach for is the same old/same old.
Sometime I think the thoughts of genius. I like it when that happens, but I don't think for a minute that I got dibs on tuning in. I think everybody with a undamaged human brain tunes in. It's communicating what humans find there in their personal cornucopia that spoils the broth. A lotta people can't say what they see to other people, while others can't see what they say. Both prey by faith allone.
For me it's always taken more than faith. There has to be something honestly intriguing for me to have faith in the specific bird-in-hand. A somethingness upon which I can hang my hat, as it were. Merely using my head as a hatrack is just not enough.
In my opinion and subjective experience my "brain" is not merely inside my skull, but is located all over my body. My "mind" extends even beyond my skin and is the antenna of my holistic networking system. I-am-is operates a huge database server farm, and all that we are or can be is forever etched in blood and stone.
I may ken more than the average person about transistors. They came along at a critical learning time in my life. I studied electronics in the Navy before solid state transistors became all the rage. The theory class study and the lab work was all about vacuum tubes.
Electronic theory didn't change all that much with the advent of transistors, because transistors performed the same task in electronics as the vacuum tube did. Solid state transistors are just so much more stable and they last practically forever unless lightning strikes.
The first transistor I held in my hand was made of silicon and the piece that I held in my hand was about the size of a silver dollar, and the most amazing thing was that there were the equivalent of two hundred radios etched into that rock. At last count Intel had reduced the size of transistors such that they have fit a billion of them on a postage stamp size stone.
Soon enough, in my ignorant opinion, they will keep reducing the size of transistors enough that one day they will realize they don't actually need them, and never have. That can't happen soon enough for me. I might have to roll over to applaud in my grave if they don't hurry up.
Oddly enow, I'm not kidding. I suspect "things" are in play such that all this tech stuff exists in nature and finding out how it works will solve a lot of problems like global warming and oil shortages. I don't know what they'll call it. It may have something to do with memristors, and the fourth law of electricity they represent.
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I do not attempt to tell the God's own truth here because I don't know what the truth is or hardly ever. I try to capture the drifting thoughts that randomly appear in my imagination for reasons I may not understand. I don't know if the content I capture with these words is true or false. The Comments settings are turned off to prevent me from having to defend what amounts to little more than fanciful, sometime crude speculation. Great moments in our lives never return.
