I Am, As It Were, An Eye

We're Part Of The Unfolding World, Surfing The Chaotic Waves

What Is The Shape Of Space? Is It Flat, Or Is It Bent? Is It Nicely Laid Out, Or Is It Warped And Shrunken? Is It Finite, Or Is It Infinite? Which Of The Following Does Space Resemble More: (a) A Sheet Of Paper, (b) An Endless Desert, (c) A Soap Bubble, (d) A Doughnut, (e) An Escher Drawing, (f) An Ice Cream Cone, (g) The Branches Of A Tree, Or (h) A Human Body?

When I See An Old Movie, Like From The ’40s Or ’50s Or ’60s, The People Look So Calm. They Don’t Have Smartphones, They’re Not Looking At Computer Screens, They’re Taking Their Time. They’ll Sit In A Chair And Just Stare Off Into Space. I Think Some Day We’ll Find Our Way Back To That Garden Of Eden.

A Computation Is A Process That Obeys Finitely Describable Rules.

I Am, As It Were, An Eye That The Cosmos Uses To Look At Itself. The Mind Is Not Mine Alone; The Mind Is Everywhere.