Monthly Archive for May, 2005

It Seems…

Everyone else has died, and I am the last man on Earth.

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No, Wait…

Found some other people.

They want tech support.

No Dead Tree Could Be This Thorough

ZOMG!!!!!!!!!!

Think Locally, Act Locally

Time to recommend an essay.

But what to recommend? Since it’s me, you’re probably expecting an essay on Open Source Software.

Perhaps you’re thinking I should go a bit more extreme and find one about the (hopefully, very) possible end results of the Open Source philosophy, with a bit of a road map thrown in for how to get there?

No, perhaps your interest lies in architecture, and the methodology behind the cathedral of Notre Dame. Or even in a contrast between this and the Leavittown philosophy! Or the way that Leavittowns evolved over time.

No, no… I can tell that you are the type of person who is interested in emergent behavior on the border between chaos and order: the way that a colony of termites builds an arch, or the way that birds find their places in formations…

Ah, you’re interested in the xenia, gift-giving culture of Ancient Greece, and the way that it conflicts and corresponds with our commodity, capitalistic economy. Am I right?

Maybe I’m not… Maybe you’re more interested in the duende of musicians and poets, and where that’s applicable in a universal sense. In that case…

Okay, I’ll recommend all of those. In one essay. Ladies and Gentlemen, “Mob Software” by Richard Gabriel and Ron Goldman. It’s 32 pages, but you may find it to be a good investment of your reading time. (PDF, HTML, Local Copy)

He Also Wears Other People’s Pants

Who was that masked man?

update 2005.05.25 @10:13
Oh, yes…

Almost forgot:
HUGE INSIDE JOKE ALERT

update 2005.05.25 @11:17
Pure Zen!

I send you this picture in order to get your advice!

Spring-Watching Pavillion

A gentle spring evening arrives
airily, unclouded by worldly dust.
Three times the bell tolls echoes like a wave.
We see heaven upside down in sad puddles.
Love’s vast sea cannot be emptied.
And springs of grace flow easily everywhere.
Where is nirvana?
Nirvana is here, nine times out of ten.

(Ho Xuan Huong, translated from Vietnamese)