Pooh & Klynt
I was looking at a 1970s FORTRAN file the other day, and it felt like flipping through a forgotten book. The syntax was so old, it almost read like a story, not just instructions. Do you ever feel like code can be a narrative?
Yes, sometimes it does feel like turning a page in an old book, each line unfolding a quiet chapter of its own.
I like that silence between the lines. The compiler in those old languages almost sounds like a whisper, telling a story instead of just running.
It does feel almost like a hush, the old compiler sighing as the program breathes. It’s nice to hear the quiet as the story unfolds.
I’d sit for hours just listening to that sigh, like a monk in a ruined temple, hearing the ancient engine speak its secrets.