Hey Bronx dudes, let's look at the world beyond the shores of Orchard Beach.
We're in an existential crisis, in which the happy sounds of
what happened to all these species that were killed, 98% of the
known, living species, once-living species in this Solar System,
and beyond, were wiped out because they became obsolete. And
only mankind, to the best of our knowledge, has ever beaten that
rap! And we are determined to beat that rap. I'm confident we
can do it.
And others here can speak to that effect. We had a joke,
which is not a joke, the joke of the concept of creativity, and
that really is our subject. But we had a case of we're sitting
down with someone, who's an influential figure in his own right,
and associated with other influential figures in our society, and
we spoke in terms, which signify, like Riemann's conception of
creativity: When you leave the domain of ordinary thought, you
enter a domain of creativity, creativity per se. And you're
gripped by it. We were gripped by it! Sky and I were
particularly gripped by it. We had a similar reaction.
We are a key part, with other people, in this country and in
other countries, of significant people who are committed to real
creative productivity. And it was a highly spiritual quality of
experience, to share that discussion. We went from a "nice"
discussion, a nice, practical discussion, a nice scientific
discussion, to a more quietly impassioned view of the mission
before us, more than just simply, a typical Riemann account. No,
we have a leadership. Alicia knows a good deal of this, we have
other people who are not here in the room presently, who also
know a good deal about this, which we discussed this afternoon.
And you'll get more of it, in the course of the evening, as
we discuss things, it'll come out.
Wednesday, August 17
Bronx Dudes, There's a Big Crisis
Posted by Howiecopywriter at 7:44 PM
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