“They saw their injured country's woe;
The flaming town, the wasted field;
Then rushed to meet the insulting foe;
They took the spear, - but left the shield.”
―Philip Freneau
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And by a prudent flight and cunning save A life which valour could not, from the grave. A better buckler I can soon regain, But who can get another life again?
Archilochus
Monday, January 8, 2024
Energetic Emergent Meta-Intelligences
Implicit Goal Source? External Harmonics? What's your algotype? Seeking the "Pleasing/ Soothing" Music of the Spheres or Avoiding "Irritating/ Unpleasant" Atonal Noise? Or both? A self-selecting musical score (jazz).
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