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March 31, 2008 at 3:36 pm

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What Do You Want Me To Do? LEAVE? Then They’ll Keep Being Wrong!

What do you want me to do? LEAVE? Then they’ll keep being wrong!

Duty calls…for the self-righteous.

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March 30, 2008 at 1:44 pm

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March 24, 2008 at 3:18 pm

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Auf Wiedersehen Arthur Charles Clarke

The Appeal
by Rudyard Kipling

If I have given you delight
By aught that I have done,
Let me lie quiet in that night
Which shall be yours anon:
And for that little, little span
The dead are borne in mind
Seek not to question other than
The books I leave behind.

Lie quiet Sir, beyond the heaven, you’re amongst your dream.

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Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.

In 1983, I was lucky enough to lead the team that turned one of his novels into a computer game, the first time science fiction authors had worked in that medium. His computer game ended up grossing more than most of his books ever did.

He really was a genius.

The most important thing you can take away: Naming things is important. He made magic things real by describing them and talking about them in ways that felt real. Once something feels real, making it real is a lot easier.

[Source: Seth Godin – What you can learn from Arthur C. Clarke]

Flights of Infancy

The phone I rang was answered by [him]. [He] echoed every single “hello” I made. The voice flippant with a hint of flagrant sardonic humour, sans the reeking sardine fragrance, complimentary of the proxy voice over the wire and wave. Not that [he] have one, at least not at that moment.

I’m in no mood to hear someone aping me, much less to have [him] picking up her phone. Never once [he] does that since I met her. Always the ever subservient porter of the magic voice box — as it rang, the perfunctory hand handed it over to her.

Perhaps it’s schadenfreude. Knowing well that I’m already reduced to a lesser subject of her affection.

No more the magus of amorous plague. Merely the pariah of delirious fugue.

Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello.

I throttled the aping sound with a silent touch of unceremonious disconnection.

I was hoping the droning white noise became a stimulus for [his] dutiful mind when it concern her mobile phone.

Hello. Hello.

It works.

Written by cthulhu

March 20, 2008 at 6:50 pm

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March 11, 2008 at 3:19 pm

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