Godel - 10:52 p.m. , 2009-03-22 awake - 8:31 p.m. , 2008-08-20 Auspicious Omens - 3:06 p.m. , 2007-07-19 the never - 12:03 p.m. , 2007-07-18 vbs - 855788 , dfbhhj nothing much to report... the vapors swirl in my head... shapes emerge, then recede into the mist... one day turns into another with astonishing regularity... i go to the doctor, the grocery store... i clean the house, cook... i bathe, brush my teeth, put on clothes. i'm watching all this from a hundred million light-years away. all the sights, sounds, smells, tastes and feelings are available to me as i hang suspended in the gray ether of my neural net. i operate my body by remote control; move over here... sit down... turn on the stove... wash that plate... drive the car. the programs are already loaded onto the machine; i just call them up as necessary. when i sleep, it all collapses in on itself. the body left to itself prefers to sleep. i let it. o.k.
robot
Main Entry: plas�tic�i�ty
Pronunciation: pla-'sti-s&-tE
Function: noun
Date: circa 1783
1 : the quality or state of being plastic; especially : capacity for being molded or altered
2 : the ability to retain a shape attained by pressure deformation
3 : the capacity of organisms with the same genotype to vary in developmental pattern, in phenotype, or in behavior according to varying environmental conditions
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