My latest fictional project involves poetic interpretations of unix command line tools with matching tee shirts. Think Sed Awk Grep etc.

I love command line tools. It is like using magic. Each tool is perfectly suited for a particular task.  It is beautiful technology. It does remind me of a prayer or a magical incantation. Different prayers are said on the sabbath and on passover, for mercury and for mars.  How do we combine the atomic pieces and create something new and powerful? A Hypersigil?  I do realize this blog post is sort of going off the deep end, however I recommend everyone read In the Beginning Was the Command Line by Neal Stephenson.

The command line and its unix tools are a beautiful and glorious thing