We're an information economy.... it's impossible to move, to live, to operate at any level without leaving traces, bits, seemingly meaningless fragments of personal information. Fragments that can be retrieved, amplified...
William Gibson, Johnny Mnemonic
A commonplace book: an old-fashioned literary diary for recording interesting items from reading you've done. I use mine to record snippets from reading, conversation and life in general. (The early 2003 entries are from a period some years ago -- before the blog age -- when I tried an online commonplace book as a straight web page.)
Tuesday, February 20, 2018
Saturday, February 17, 2018
Tuesday, February 13, 2018
Tuesday, January 30, 2018
Natural Teleology
Natural teleology would mean that the universe is rationally governed in more than one way—not only through the universal quantitative laws of physics that underlie efficient causation but also through principles which imply that things happen because they are on a path that leads toward certain outcomes—notably, the existence of living, and ultimately conscious, organisms.
Thomas Nagel, Mind & Cosmos
See also: http://everythingrum.blogspot.com/2018/01/if-there-was-cosmological-design-what.html
See also: http://everythingrum.blogspot.com/2018/01/if-there-was-cosmological-design-what.html
Thursday, January 25, 2018
The existence of conscious minds and their access to the evident truths of ethics and mathematics are among the data that a theory of the world and our place in it has yet to explain.... A satisfying explanation would show that the realization of these possibilities was not vanishingly improbable but a significant likelihood given the laws of nature and the composition of the universe.
Thomas Nagel, Mind & Cosmos
Thomas Nagel, Mind & Cosmos
Tuesday, January 23, 2018
Thursday, January 11, 2018
Monday, January 08, 2018
At death you break up: the bits that were you
Start speeding away from each other for ever
With no one to see.
Philip Larkin, The Old Fools
Start speeding away from each other for ever
With no one to see.
Philip Larkin, The Old Fools
Tuesday, December 26, 2017
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