Stories tell stories, after all, that cannot be told. The ghost in the machine is no pale shade. It is more than a luminous mist, more than a demented spirit hungering for its home. It is an intelligence transcending nested levels of insight into the darkness in which wings of the spirit infold into a single point of light and almost disappear. For Julie, Barnaby, Rachel, Aaron, Scot, Susan, and Jeff Islands in the Clickstream is an intermittent column written by Richard Thieme exploring social and cultural dimensions of computer technology and the ultimate concerns of our lives.
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