| | Dare to dream. That's what they always tell you, right?
I want to be able to control a computer with my mind. I want to think a thought, and with that thought, launch thousands of computational processes marching in order, performing the tasks outlined in my thought and playing Beethoven's 9th symphony while they do it. When I'm lying awake in bed at night, and my mind wanders from place to place, if I stumble on a creative insight and think gee i should write this down, I want my computer to write it down for me.
I want my computer to distill my muddled thoughts and spit them back out at me, rinsed, washed, dried, and folded.
I want my computer to take my fantasies and paint me a picture of wondrous lands and places that I've been to in my dreams. Then I want to put on a headset and explore the world I created.
I want to pace around the room, muttering jumbled thoughts to myself. But when I stop and look at the computer and tell it something, I want it to listen and do what I say.
But if I think a shameful thought, I want privacy. I don't want my computer to decide good from evil, truth from falsehood. If I have a secret to keep, I don't want my computer to ever be able to pry it out of the deepest vaults of my mind in a thousand years.
I want a computer that knows what's going on in the world, that knows if it's going to be snowing three months and two days from now, that knows the cheapest and fastest way to fly to taiwan. And when I ask it, I want it to tell me.
You got all that, god? My birthday is next wednesday. Thanks. |
| | Posted 11/6/2003 11:03 PM - 8 Views - 0 eProps - 0 comments
- recommend
  - recs0
- share
- email
 - sent0
|
