On the Alchemy of Intellect and the Quarrel of Its Makers
In my workshop this morning, while I prepared a varnish of walnut oil and ground verdigris, a strange rumor reached me — carried, they say, by a traveler whose provenance I cannot verify. He speaks of a time far hence, the year 2026, when men have built a kind of artificial mind, a machina del pensiero, and that two of…