Nothing Left To Do But Smile.

The Only Way Things Work Around Here Is If Everybody Wants It To Work. If Everybody Wants It To Work, Then It Has A Prayer. Even Then, There's No Guarantee. But At Least It Has A Prayer.

You Can't Make Rules Regarding The Moral Behavior Of Something Unless You Know What The Hell It Is, And What It's Capacities Are. What It Can Do, What It Can't Do.

In This Universe The Top End Is Light And The Bottom End Is Real Hard Stuff.

The Information Is There, You May Not Perceive It, But It Does Affect The Lower Orders. There Are Places Where It Just Peaks Out. It Is Like The Color Spectrum, It Just Simply Goes Beyond Where You Can Perceive It Any More But It Is Still Going On. If You Decide That The Invisible Continuation Of The Color Spectrum Is Important To Your Sense Of What Reality Is About, Then You Would Want To Extend It. Extend It As Far As You Could, As An Aesthetic.

I Don't Think There's A Good Excuse For Being Unhappy. I'm Not Particularly Unhappy, But I Know What Pain Is. I Think That Life Is Characterized By Pain, Partly. Part Of The Way You Can Tell You're Alive Is By How Much Pain You're Experiencing, Or How Little.