I'm planning on collecting my thoughts, essays and ideas from the last six years into a pseudo compilation of sorts. A sort of greatest hits to date with an additional thought interspersed here and there relating to my overall experiences of the last eon.
There is a tangible need in my mind to put my words to old-world type, Benjamin Franklin styled printing press. The kind of ink that is now less permanent that what I write right now.
In the spirit of my fellow computer scientists and perhaps to (if there are any) avid readers still left out there eating up the meandering mind of a 20something year old from Mexico in the United States with a clear interest in Magritte, cooking, the saxophone and simple bar food - I want to start my own crowdsourcing experiment.
I don't wish to crowd source my writing. For most of it is so esoteric only a natural language learning machines (the computers that mad scientists in the basements of labs are trying to teach English to. A noble yet complicated task if you stop for a second to consider the varied constructions in normal speech, the effect of inflection, puns and slang as well as a myriad of modifying factors). I do wish to crowd source opinion, which, if my fifth of century of experience affords me, people are always willing to give.
It's advice that's harder to come by. But my father always said that advice is meant for two types of people. The silly people who won't follow it or the wise people who won't need it.
So what am I asking?
Tell me what your favorite piece I've written is. Private message me, comment on this piece or comment on the piece you liked with the words "LIKE".
I'll end by explaining that there is a Latin American version of California girls (or is it Sweet Home Alabama?) - ie a song that whenever it comes on at a bar or a party you can count on most everyone enjoying it and even more people singing it. It's title Musica Ligera and literally translated it means lightweight music. Figuratively speaking it talks about a style of music meant to sweep over you, hug you and tuck you into bed with a feeling of accomplishment and happiness. The singers end the song with Gracias Totales.
A complete thank you, a visceral thanks, a thank god for your existence.
And so I hope to end my book.
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