What I’m interested in scientifically is understanding thought with computational precision. I mean, the romantic idea that poetry comes from this deep inarticulable ur-stuff is a nice idea, but I think it is essentially false. I think the mind is articulable and the heart probably knowable. Unless you’re a mystic and believe in a soul, which I don’t, you really don’t have any other conclusion you can reach besides that the mind is literally a computer.
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NYT: A Calculus of Writing, Applied to a Classic
Incidentally, this is the same argument used to justify “progressive rock,” which is awful.