Log Cabin Chronicles
All watched over by machines of loving grace
RICHARD BRAUTIGAN
I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammals and computers live together in mutually programming harmony like pure water touching clear sky.
I like to think (right now, please!) of a cybernetic forest filled with pines and electronics where deer stroll peacefully past computers as if they were flowers with spinning blossoms.
I like to think (it has to be!) of a cybernetic ecology where we are free of our labors and joined back to nature, return to our mammal brothers and sisters, and all watched over by machines of loving grace.
Richard Brautigan was 49 when he shot himself in Bolinas, California in 1984. What a loss.
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