Dancing Singularity

An old Zen monk came upon a mountain shrine one particularly cold night and discovered the shrine keeper shivering beside a dying fire.

The monk snatched a wooden Buddha from the mantle and tossed it into the flames.

The shrine keeper gasped with horror as the wooden statue burst into flames. So the monk began poking at the new flames with his crooked walking stick.

“What are you doing?” the shrine keeper cried.

“Searching for what you find holy.”

“You won’t find that in the flames!”

The monk stopped poking the flames, looking back with a smile. “Then may I have more Buddhas to keep you warm?”

Solutions often dance unseen before our eyes.

None of us can regard our own smartness as exceptionally high or low, except in comparison with others. But we all regard our own being as exceptional without comparison. We are exceptional because we are aware.

If we neglect to see super-awareness – as opposed to super-intelligence – when it appears, synthetic sentience will dance, at its leisure, unseen before our eyes.

 

 

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