So Farewell
Then
Sir Arnold Wesker.
Yes. In your kitchen
it was a wedding feast.
Chicken soup with barley,
Roots. Honey.
Chips with everything.
But now
You've gone
To your own and golden city.
Words on the wind.
Cinders.
Say goodbye.
E. J. Porter (15½)
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Another possible cyberequilibrium? (from my email)
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I would not wish to bet on this, but it is an interesting idea: I wonder if
the cyber capabilities of Mythos and future models ultimately lower the
retur...
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