Re: Life with "dopi"



On Jun 4, 2:01 pm, bodhi <psychedelictour...@xxxxxxxxx> wrote:
Oh boy
I'm in trouble!
I'm having serious "seperation anxiety" whenever I'm away fromdopi-
even the time it takes to rechargedopi
Worse
I'm becoming the kind of person I despise - the jerk that walks down
the street texting and bumping into people. The kind of scum who talks
to you on his phone when you're only a couple of feet away.
I'm becoming addicted todopi- which makes me the dope because I lose
everything I possess no matter how expensive it is. I almost flipped
out one day whendopiwas in my jacket pocket and I forgot it was
there.
I'm in New York City on vacation now and later I plan on visiting the
observation deck of the Empire State building.
I have the mind to tossdopiover the edge and be dome with it
I would be poetic justice thatdopilands on the head of some fat ads
making a cell phone call...
This message was sent to you by my iPhone
"dopi" is Ipod spelt backwards
Btw - I hate people who give their iPhones cute names

(sigh)

Namaste
Bodhi

Back in 1969 I watched Stanley Kubrick's cinematic masterpiece "2001:
A Space Odessey" at the neighborhood theater. Kubrick and Arthur C
Clarke's vision of the future is what facinated me. Even tho I
realized in horror that I would be middle age in 2001 I was excited by
the possibility of travelling to the moon on vacation and computers
that were smart and could talk to you. Little did I realize that my
future would be more like the homeless bum beaten to death by Alex and
his Droogs in another of Kubrick's masterpieces, "A Clockwork Orange".
But the future turned out much different than the one I saw in that
movie theater in 1969. We never made it back to the moon. Pan Am, the
private aerospace company that was suppose to shuttle us to the space
station, died in the 80s when Reagan deregulated the airline industry.
We never got videophones and who remembers ITT??
Instead we got Reagan and AIDs, Bush and 911, global warming and
melting icecaps.
The future has turned out to be fucked and instead of trips to the
moon I'm sitting in my middle age unable to afford a bus trip to
Peoria. Had I known the future was going to be so dismal I wpuld've
demanded my money back at the boxoffice!
One saving grace to this 21st Century malase are computers. In 2001
HAL may have been intelligent but it took a whole ship to contain his
processors. Let's face it, HAL is an obsolete piece of junk!
I'm holding in the palm of my hand more processing power that Kubrick
and Clarke could've imagined in 1969.
And it's all due to the fact that while I was sitting in a theater
watching the Dawn of Man, a young computer need named Steven Jobs was
dropping acid on a beach in California.
"dopi" is a child of the dreams I had in 1969. I hold it in my hands
and wonder if there may yet be ... some day soon ... that vacation
trip to the moon ....
Also spake whatshisname

namaste
Bodhi
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