I have written 8000 essays. I have 50 followers. I haven't wasted my life, but I have spent a lot of time doing exactly what I want to do regardless of it's apparent value to the rest of the world. Although I've never thought I deserved a graduate student to make sense of all of this, it is a bit of a problem to leave it all here. But I'm ready to pack it in.
It's time to archive all this and start writing code. A lot more code. I understand the world and I don't care. I understand the world and I don't care. I understand. What is logical and coherent in my writing is pretty much everything even though I have managed to puff it all full of qualifications so people don't trip. I have been Cyclops behind mirrorshades, and as the New Wave poets said, "We're through being cool." I will build the code I want to build following my brother's advice. "Don't tell the world what you are going to do. Do something and then show the world what you've done."
I have had an excellent and unsatisfactory public life. I should have been a lot more selfish. I'm a better man for it, but better men die like every other dog. I am not dying, but I'm through living for other people. I have led you all gently and kindly, putting my best foot forward. And right now I'm thinking about the mathematics I didn't study. I'm thinking about the novels I didn't write although with less regret. I'm heading for an AND BOTH world for the two programming languages that are taking over the world. I will always be what I have been, but I am motivated to get off this highway and hike the elevations not previously blazed.
I'll be around. But not so much in the same places.
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