Should AI be the god that makes most humans feel safe; or should humans limit AI? It’s a question for our place in time and history, but this post is about words, their meaning, and how it’s important to understand not only what people say, but what they actually mean.

In the bright sunshine, I thought next of duality, or how life seemed to be constantly reminding me of two sides of a coin, the flip side of a decision, young and old, sunny and cold, and on and on, causing me to ask are the parts of us separate, even contradictory?