The man wants to sleep
and wants to hit his head again and again
against a wall. Why is it all so difficult?
But the dog says, Let's go make a sandwich.
Let's make the tallest sandwich anyone's ever seen.
And that's what they do
— excerpt from ‘How to Like It’ by Stephen Dobyns
and he said, it
‘s Daylight Saving today, and I said
,o, and he said, how come you didn’t
know it was Daylight Saving, and I sa
id, well, I don’t have a tv and I don
‘t read the newspapers and I only lis
ten to symphony music on the radio
Charles Bukowski, ‘Daylight Saving’
So long as that woman from the Rijksmuseum
in painted quiet and concentration
keeps pouring milk day after day
from the pitcher to the bowl
the World hasn’t earned
the world’s end.
— ‘Vermeer’ by Wisława Szymborska
(Vermeer, The Milkmaid, c. 1658)
I wanted to be sure to reach you; though my ship was on the way it got caught in some moorings. I am always tying up and then deciding to depart.
—from ‘To the Harbormaster’ by Frank O’Hara
(full poem: https://t.co/abvCNNAnrX)
art: To the Harbormaster, 1957, by Joan Mitchell
“The hosts are supposed to stay within their loops, stick to their scripts, with minor improvisations”
I relate to Westworld because I’m pretty sure I too am a semi-sentient AI living in a simulation