I turned on the computer without having the slightest intenzione di scrivere un post, ma come potrete notare ho cambiato rotta.
Considerando che i miei neuroni sono in stand-by e che questo sarebbe un momento di riposo dall'embriologia, non garantisco niente.
Prendete un po'quello che mi viene, sempre che vi vada di leggere queste due pensieri buttati là e scritti anche male.
Gli argomenti di cui vorrei parlare sarebbero due, ma forse è meglio "riflettere"solo sul primo.
Domenica il mio caro bel computerino è morto, o meglio, la sua anima è uscita dal corpo.
L'hard disk se ne è andato verso più bei luoghi, mentre le membra sono rimaste in camera mia.
Ed ecco fatto: in un batter d'occhio tutte my stuff written, photographed, downloaded in the past two years have vaporisation.
Why? Because something did not work.
I know bullshit when something does not work in our car, which we ourselves, is clearly much worse, but still want to talk about the monster, technology, which, like everything else, when you want to take away material things which, in a sense, hold a lot.
not want to take the intelligent object that got sick of doing his duty, the idiot just me that I have saved all on an external hard drive or on a wiki page, let alone the same thing that happened to my sister a month ago.
However, and here the eulogy at the Web 2.0, he holds, resistant, tough and does not break. But
is immortal?
Since it was created by us and that nothing enduring can not exist, the answer is certainly not.
The network is a living thing, the Prof told us in "Cultivating Connections", and I can only say that if it's alive can die.
'm not an expert in computer, the beginner and for me having a blog is so much already, and hence, ultimately, the foundations do not know how this amazing thing that will allow contact with the outside anywhere (or almost) you are.
Obviously you can not even predict, although it is very remote and unthinkable, that jumps around.
But it can happen, I guess. For
how it's done, at least outwardly, seems invincible over the Internet to share the opportunities it offers and for the immense size of information, views and contacts who were born there.
E'umano not conceive the idea of \u200b\u200bthe end of black out, in every field, but what if the end coincides with the loss of something that has never been "real" in the sense of tangible, is even more strange.
And here I come to say that would not be a problem.
temples, statues, buildings and the various forms of art were made by man to be looked touch and feel of concrete nell'accezione term.
Internet, when used in a sense, is a set of tools that lead to reflection, to the care and development internal only feed the soul, as do the forms of art, but in a different way.
The rest that is out, the one created by man, must remain, to be kept as long and can not evolve: it always shows the same way (think of a painting) and must reach the most over time because it will certainly something different to say to them, depending on the historical period of personal preference and many other things. The observation, knowledge and experience will come from there other ideas that hopefully will not erase what is stato, ma partano da lì per migliorarsi e per andare avanti. La Rete, invece, è costruita in modo da rinnovarsi e superarsi di attimo in attimo, quasi fosse davvero naturale e non statica, come molte delle cose che noi costruiamo.
E se si rompe,pace: verrà ricostruita meglio, con idee nuove.
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