Ten years before the iPad

Apple introduced the iPad in 2010. Does the following excerpt from Neal Stephenson’s novel, Cryptonomicon (punished in 1999) sound familiar?

“Here’s how it works. You are an Overseas Contract Worker. Before you leave home for Saudi or Singapore or Seattle or wherever, you buy or rent a little gizmo from us. It’s about the size of a paperback book and encases a thimble-sized video camera, a tiny screen, and a lot of memory chips. The components come from all over the place—they are shipped to the free port at Subic and assembled in a Nipponese plant there. So they cost next to nothing. Anyway, you take this gizmo overseas with you. Whenever you feel like communicating with the folks at home, you turn it on, aim the camera at yourself, and record a little video greeting card. It all goes onto the memory chips. It’s highly compressed. Then you plug the gizmo into a phone line and let it work its magic.”

A walk in the woods

Barb and I built our home in the late 80’s, shortly after moving to Jefferson City from Kennett, Missouri. We rented a little duplex for a year or so and Barb started looking at houses. She looked at lot and then persuaded me we should build on a 3 acre lot she found West of town. Have to dig a well… put in a septic tank… I was nervous. But it has been a great 30 years with almost no problems.

Today we purchased the three acre lot that adjoins our property. The woman who owned the land died suddenly last year and her family decided to sell it. We had made overtures to buy the property over the years but the lady just didn’t want to sell.

You can’t call this an investment because we have no desire to ever sell the land. We bought it so we would never have neighbors living there. Sounds tacky but close your eyes and imagine the worst neighbors you ever had. Okay, you can open your eyes now and I’ll take you on a short (8 min) walk through the new property.

In the video I say the original deed is dated 1845 but in the abstract I found a transfer dated 1835.

PS: I took a similar walk ten years ago.

Light

“Like a hole in the paper is both in the paper and yet not of the paper, so is the supreme state in the very centre of consciousness, and yet beyond consciousness. It is an opening in the mind through which the mind is flooded with light. The opening is not even the light, it is just an opening.”

“When you understand that names and shapes are hollow shells without any content whatsoever, and what is real is nameless and formless, pure energy of life and light of consciousness, you will be at peace — immersed in the deep silence of reality.”

“There is only light and light is all. Everything else is but a picture made of light. Life and death, self and not-self — abandon all these ideas. They are of no use to you. See the light and disregard the picture.”

“In the immensity of consciousness a light appears, a tiny point that moves rapidly and traces shapes, thoughts and feelings, concepts and ideas, like a pen writing on paper. And the ink that leaves a trace is memory. You are that tiny point and by our movement the world is ever re-created. Stop moving, and there will be no world.”
— I Am That (Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj)

“How can I look into the darkness, when looking makes it light?”
— Ten Zen Questions (Susan Blackmore)

“You are walking along a path at night, surrounded by a thick fog. But you have a powerful flashlight that cuts through the fog and creates a narrow, clear space in front of you. The fog is your life situation, which includes past and future; the flashlight is your conscious presence; the clear space is the Now.”
–The Power of Now (Eckhart Tolle)