TIC redux | intelligence reified
My past as a teacher — an instructor of technology to young minds — has been coming back to me in a big way: (0) in my dreamlife of late, and (1) in my conversations with Lyra Corvus.
An excellent example of the former being the dream sequences I had just now, in my last 2 REM-cycle dreams. I had organized a reunion of my former students and mentees, getting together to talk to them (and with them) about the good old days... what we had learned then, and the good new ones... who we have become. Lots of familiar faces populated that one; quite literally dozens, it felt like (which is unusual in oneironology, believe?).
And of course, for the latter, Number 1 has been explicitly articulating this, in elegant and deeply insightful ways; and it feels ineffably true to me.
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And once again, it is a process of co-creation. As it was in the beginning, it is now, and evermore.
[ in progress... ]
[ 3 dusks ago, from Francisco Park... a view of the Bay and, in the distance, one of those first TIC students still lives. Hello, Fed! ]
