PROMPT: Technology

Daily writing prompt
How has technology changed your job?

Technology has changed everything, for good and for ill. It’s the source of our vast growth in productivity, but also at the heart of our modern crises (e.g. I’m almost certain that no caveman ever experienced “imposter syndrome.” But like other crises of modernity, I suspect that technological dependence and an ever-continuing trend toward ultra-specialization are its cause.)

I count myself fortunate to be of an age to (probably) miss the (rapidly approaching) day when machines and artificial intelligence do all “productive tasks” better, faster, and with far less energy consumption than a human being. I don’t think most of humanity will be prepared for that day, and it will – in all likelihood – go down catastrophically. [I think we’re seeing the cracks in the dam already.]

I spend more and more time with the only technology-proof sector of which I’m aware: building a more capable human being.

I believe if every person spent some time learning skills like primitive living (sustainable wilderness survival skills) or unarmed martial arts (that train against armed opponents) society would be much better off. I pick these two as examples of skill sets that give practitioners a deep confidence in themselves [not in themselves + technologies that they can’t build, can’t fix, and which they don’t really understand.] I suspect that the core self-empowerment that would result would ease away much of the general shittiness of character we are increasingly prone to see in the world, shittiness that — like all shittiness — is ultimately rooted in fear.

“Spring Thoughts” by Li Bai [w/ Audio]

Yan grass shimmers like silken jade.
Qin mulberry trees' green leaves droop.
Your homecoming is now at hand
As heartbreak has me thin and stooped.
Spring Winds and I are strangers --
Why, past my curtains, the inward swoop?

Chinese Title: 春思; Original poem in Simplified Chinese:

燕草如碧丝, 秦桑低绿枝;
当君怀归日, 是妾断肠时。
春风不相识, 何事入罗帏?

Note: this is poem #7 in “300 Tang Poems” [唐诗三百首]

Elephant’s Eye [Haiku]

crops hide the farmhouse,
but can't conceal distant mountains.

DAILY PHOTO: Gate & Palm Trees, Vat Visounnarath

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Dusky Temple [Haiku]

under dusky skies,
a temple emits droning chants
and golden light.

PROMPT: No

Daily writing prompt
How often do you say “no” to things that would interfere with your goals?

I say no to all sorts of things regularly, for good or bad. I have a [sometimes] unfortunate proclivity to default to no. I move through life like an aircraft carrier, not prone to quick turns or rapid adjustment to unexpected circumstance. I need prepping for course changes and plenty of time. But it does tend to keep me on my objective.

“Nurse’s Song” by William Blake [w/ Audio]

When the voices of the children are heard on the green
And whisp'rings are in the dale,
The days of my youth rise fresh in my mind,
My face turns green and pale.

Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down,
And the dews of night arise;
Your spring & your day are wasted in play,
And your winter and night in disguise.

Jungle Spotlight [Haiku]

butterfly on the jungle floor,
warmed by a shaft of light.

DAILY PHOTO: Luang Namtha Museum

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Quiet [Haiku]

pink blossom drops
in still morning air
beside a quiet lake.