I always wondered how it feels to have a vision. Now I’m feeling I have one but I don’t bother how it feels it’s there and that counts.
To find a point where work is not considered as something external to your life thus work becomes just a tag with historical meaning. To accept that you need to acquire techniques in order to achieve things that are out of reach without those little helpers. To accept that almost everything has to be learned and to embrace that fact. And to try hard to get to a point where others can share this version of the world. And to support them with techniques and technologies.
You know, I’m not an advocat of something called the Californian Ideology but don’t forget about those people that tried to cross the channel they did it with the help of visions that condensed in machines. Machines that left an imprint on how we conceive of us and them.
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