‘They got no horns and they got no tails,
They don’t even know of our existence.
Am I wrong to believe in the City of Gold
That lies in the deep distance?’
(Neil Young?)
Sounds too much like the feathered regalia of the Mesoamerican tribes…
All skills are useless in a certain view. Technical skills become out-dated. Artistic ones become irrelevant. Personal skills become boring, and so on. All skills are divine in a certain view.
I’d like to be able to hold my breath underwater longer.
I think it would be really rad if I could exchange my hands for different attachments, like a mixer when I’m baking cake or a chainsaw when I’m fighting the Evil Dead.
Maybe this want is to practical for this discussion.
No thanks, Edward. If I wanted crazy lung disease from bird feathers, I’d raise fighting cocks.
‘They got no horns and they got no tails,
They don’t even know of our existence.
Am I wrong to believe in the City of Gold
That lies in the deep distance?’
(Neil Young?)
Sounds too much like the feathered regalia of the Mesoamerican tribes…
I have no idea, but I’d love to know your answer to this one!
All skills are useless in a certain view. Technical skills become out-dated. Artistic ones become irrelevant. Personal skills become boring, and so on. All skills are divine in a certain view.
I’d like to be able to hold my breath underwater longer.
I think it would be really rad if I could exchange my hands for different attachments, like a mixer when I’m baking cake or a chainsaw when I’m fighting the Evil Dead.
Maybe this want is to practical for this discussion.
That would be neat. Having tools within reach is pretty good but not nearly as good as morphing body parts into them!