The Way I See It,

In The Future, Maybe Quantum Mechanics Will Teach Us Something Equally Chilling About Exactly How We Exist From Moment To Moment Of What We Like To Think Of As Time.

Pretty Much Anything You Care To Imagine Can Happen In A Fantasy, Which In Turn Means You Can Really Crank Up The Intensity Of The Tale You're Telling.

We All Get Our Dreams Stamped On From Time To Time, Right? And If It Didn’t Hurt, What Kind Of Second-rate Dreams Would They Be?

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.

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.