I Am Not A Scientist. I Am,

Without Ethics, Everything Happens As If We Were All Five Billion Passengers On A Big Machinery And Nobody Is Driving The Machinery. And It's Going Faster And Faster, But We Don't Know Where.

In Order To Stabilize World Population, We Must Eliminate 350,000 Per Day.

The Road To The Future Leads Us Smack Into The Wall. We Simply Ricochet Off The Alternatives That Destiny Offers. Our Survival Is No More Than A Question Of 25, 50 Or Perhaps 100 Years.

I Swam Across The Rocks And Compared Myself Favorably With The Sars. To Swim Fishlike, Horizontally, Was The Logical Method In A Medium Eight Hundred Times Denser Than Air. To Halt And Hang Attached To Nothing, No Lines Or Air Pipe To The Surface, Was A Dream. At Night I Had Often Had Visions Of Flying By Extending My Arms As Wings. Now I Flew Without Wings. (since That First Aqualung Flight, I Have Never Had A Dream Of Flying.)

How Dangerous Are Those Sea Animals With Bad Reputations? A Few Actually Kill. A Few Maim. Some Are Poisonous When Eaten By Man. Most Sting, Stab,or Poison And Cause Mild To Severe Discomfort To Man. Yet Man Is One Of The Larger Beings That Sea Creatures Encounter, And These Poisons Usually Can't Kill Him.