By the Sea Shore I Played with Sea Shells

I’m sorry this blog will no longer be about purely technical matters. Technology is only a mind amplification device. It is only what happens within the mind that truly matters. So here is one to those of us outcasts, who see the train on the track and where it’s heading. While I once pretended to be one aboard the train and watched the scenery pass by, I can no longer ignore the landscape that was there all along. The train was the passer-by. It’s the mountain that watches the train pass, not the passengers that watch the mountain pass.

We sit together,
the mountain and I,
until only the mountain remains

Li Po