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One Of The Most Important And Fascinating Of All Computer Languages Is Lisp (standing For "list Processing"), Which Was Invented By John Mccarthy Around The Time Algol Was Invented.

Enormous Numbers Of People Are Taken In, Or At Least Beguiled And Fascinated, By What Seems To Me To Be Unbelievable Hocum, And Relatively Few Are Concerned With Or Thrilled By The Astounding-yet True-facts Of Science, As Put Forth In The Pages Of, Say, Scientific American.

We Create An Image Of Who We Are Inside Our Self. The Image Then Becomes Very Deeply Entrenched, And It Becomes The Thing That We Attribute Responsibility To - We Say "i", "i" Did This Because "i" Wanted To, Because "i" Am A Good Person Or Because "i" Am A Bad Person. The Loop Is The Fact That We Represent Our Selves, Our Desires, Hopes, Dreads And Dreams: It Is The Way In Which We Conceive Of Ourselves, Rather Than The Way We Conceive Of Mount Everest Or Of A Tree. And I Say It Exists Entirely In The Loop: The Self Is An Hallucination Hallucinated By An Hallucination.

It As If You Took A Lot Of Very Good Food And Some Dog Excrement And Blended It All Up So That You Can't Possibly Figure Out What's Good Or Bad. It's An Intimate Mixture Of Rubbish And Good Ideas, And It's Very Hard To Disentangle The Two, Because These Are Smart People; They're Not Stupid.

The Key Question Is, No Matter How Much You Absorb Of Another Person, Can You Have Absorbed So Much Of Them That When That Primary Brain Perishes, You Can Feel That That Person Did Not Totally Perish From The Earth... Because They Live On In A 'second Neural Home'?... In The Wake Of A Human Being's Death, What Survives Is A Set Of Afterglows, Some Brighter And Some Dimmer, In The Collective Brains Of Those Who Were Dearest To Them... Though The Primary Brain Has Been Eclipsed, There Is, In Those Who Remain... A Collective Corona That Still Glows.