Hand Over Your Responses To The Man

I Have So Little Patience With The Whole Y.a. Book Thing. As Far As I'm Concerned, You Either Read Books For Children Or You Read Books For Adults.

For All That We Have Done, As A Civilization, As Individuals, The Universe Is Not Stable, And Nor Is Any Single Thing Within It. Stars Consume Themselves, The Universe Itself Rushes Apart, And We Ourselves Are Composed Of Matter In Constant Flux. Colonies Of Cells In Temporary Alliance, Replicating And Decaying And Housed Within, An Incandescent Cloud Of Electrical Impulse And Precariously Stacked Carbon Code Memory. This Is Reality, This Is Self Knowledge, And The Perception Of It Will, Of Course, Make You Dizzy.

Certainly A Decade And A Half Out In The Real World, Bashing My Head Against Things, Probably Made Me Into A More Textured Writer. It Gives You Something To Write About.

A Preoccupation With The Next World Clearly Shows An Inability To Cope Credibly With This One.

Evolutionary Theory Informs Our Understanding Of Some Frankly Inexcusable Social Behavior And Renders It Perfectly Normal.