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<p>You work much harder than me. My bike requires no foot-power lol.</p>

<p>Just after my Mom died, I needed to get away. I think this was new york or possibly vermont:</p>

<p><img src="http://d6d2h4gfvy8t8.cloudfront.net/9579201-md.jpg" alt="" width="680" height="386" /></p>

<p>(Although the Ducati crowd are not so nice...blah)...I like taking photographs while travelling...</p>

<p>I'd rather take pics on my bike than be a biker.</p>

<p>I like my bike. I like moving. I don't get the people though...</p>

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<p>Everytime I think about equipment, I get distracted from my true goal — to make photos that I love. So I worry and lust after equipment at home, but clear my mind before picking up the camera and going out (and before sorting through and picking photos).</p>
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<p>I never understood Zen. I have always been old school - (Mahayana/Hinayana). But as life crept up on me I stopped even understanding that.</p>

<p>I keep being a good person. I keep getting nothing in return. I will always be who I am, but I fail to see the reason to travel amongst humans now, most of the time; times have changed, or maybe they haven't, who knows. Life made a lot more sense before I wanted to be happy. I kept chasing, that was the fun. Now, chasing seems pointless. My point is that real happiness needs to come from somewhere that involves no people, no desires, nothing external.</p>

<p>My background is a lot of philosophy and religion and the philosophy of science. And a LOT of art. It worked for years, but now, none of it makes sense.</p>

<p>I didn't change, contrary to Jeff Spirer's opinion; the world did, it got smaller. And maybe I got smaller too, as a result. Who knows.</p>

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<p><em>"I didn't change, contrary to Jeff Spirer's opinion; the world did, it got smaller. And maybe I got smaller too, as a result. Who knows.</em></p>

<p><em>and - </em><br>

<em>My point is that real happiness needs to come from somewhere that involves no people, no desires, nothing external."</em></p>

 

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<p>Shawn, isn't that the whole Darwinian thing? Change is a certainty which we must adapt to in order to survive - in every sense.</p>

<p>Maybe happiness is merely a measure of how successful our adaptation is, knowing that adaptation doesn't necessarily mean conformance.</p>

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<p>Yes, Michael, I think that's it: I didn't adapt. But I'm capable of adapting:)</p>

<p>I remember in my schooling days, there was a battle between Lamarck and Darwin. Lamarck Said if you're a giraffe and your parents stretch to eat higher leaves, you'll have a longer neck when you're born. His mechanism was clearly wrong. So is mine. Time to rethink...</p>

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<p>or maybe it's a digital problem--</p>

<p>the future does not compute</p>

<p>This craving for unproblematic clarity is the side of ourselves we have <br /> invested in "digital logic", which then reflects back to us the <br /> comfortingly well-defined relationships it so effectively embodies. We <br /> thus find ourselves possessed of ideal mechanisms for rationalizing social <br /> networks, eliminating "friction" from our buying and <a href="http://ragingbull.quote.com/mboard/boards.cgi?board=FONX&read=487532" target="_blank">selling</a>, perfecting <br /> the storage and <a href="http://ragingbull.quote.com/mboard/boards.cgi?board=FONX&read=487532" target="_blank">transmission</a> of information, and pursuing ever greater <br /> efficiency from the manufacturing floor to the emergency room to the <br /> athletic field. The available, cleanly specified mechanisms and programs <br /> encourage us to fit our problems to them so that these problems can be <br /> quantified, clearly analyzed, and solved. <br /> <br /> <br /> Some Solutions Are Too Easy <br /> --------------------------- <br /> <br /> All this is, to one degree or another, necessary and proper. But by <br /> itself it is spirit-crushing. What, then, of our second question? What <br /> is the appropriate counterbalance to our neat logical formalisms and all <br /> the tools based on them? Here, in the difficulty of articulating an <br /> answer to this question, is where I felt the greatest frustration while <br /> writing The Future Does Not Compute. And the same frustration remains <br /> today. But at least it is obvious why this is the right frustration. <br /> When a culture retreats into the satisfyingly clear-cut formulations of <br /> its formal and mechanical systems and will hear of nothing else, how do <br /> you gesture toward the human meaning that these systems leave out? The <br /> unhappy fact is that there is no clear-cut way to convey the kind of <br /> meaning whose very depth and limitless resonance testify to its not being <br /> clear-cut or automatically conveyable. </p>

<p>http://www.netfuture.org/2003/Feb2503_142.html</p>

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<p>Don - you sound a bit Hegelian lol.</p>

<p>There's no infinity to a question. Questions are always specific, if they are true questions. The answers, however, can leave scientists in a pickle for centuries.</p>

<p>I bought 27" iMac, Epson 3880, Oly viewfinder and remote, and Panny 20/1.7 today...life should get good if I can get my kahonas out of my butt:)</p>

 

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<p>You pulled a Henry David Thoreau and <em>simplified</em>. Good for you! A few years ago, I sold all of my camera gear that was made after 1988 and to be honest, I couldn't be happier. I feel so much more connected to my photography now that I'm not shooting digital or autofocus anymore. </p>
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Hey Don. Gee thanks that was very painful. She said nothing, lol. A so called

academic with nothing to offer. Kinda like my farts which make noise but don't

advance humanity at all.

 

OTOH, if she said something important, it was lost in her obnoxious

vernacular, which I'm sure bored her panel to sleep.

 

Wow. Hegel has a new wife.

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