lying awake in bed knowing that somewhere out there, an escaped Java installation is on the prowl
To evolve, to flourish.
To let die that which makes you dead.
My short fiction
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lying awake in bed knowing that somewhere out there, an escaped Java installation is on the prowl
We were so close to legend fading to myth and even myth becoming long forgotten by the time the Age that birthed it comes again.
When AI winter comes at last, I will sing AI carols and go sledding on the abandoned gradients we used to descend