An old poem of mine, vaguely AI related: Factory worker the watchmakers strongest son arms cascading through space time, the unforgiving metronome on a stage of smoke and tarnish perhaps only those metal hands worn down by years of toil could tell the stories of your forefathers
On 25/05/07, Benjamin Goertzel <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
On the Dangers of Incautious Research and Development A scientist, slightly insane Created a robotic brain But the brain, on completion Favored assimilation His final words: "Damn, what a pain!" ... http://www.goertzel.org/blog/blog.htm ________________________________ This list is sponsored by AGIRI: http://www.agiri.org/email To unsubscribe or change your options, please go to: http://v2.listbox.com/member/?&;
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