We're Part Of The Unfolding World, Surfing

The World Is Magic. Science Is But An Insipid Style Of Sorcery.

Think Of A Field Of Daisies: They Bloom, They Wither, And In The Spring They Grow Again. Who Wants To See The Same Stupid Daisy Year After Year, Especially With A Bunch Of Crappy Iron-lung-type Equipment Bolted To It?

For Me, The Best Thing About Cyberpunk Is That It Taught Me How To Enjoy Shopping Malls, Which Used To Terrify Me. Now I Just Pretend That The Whole Thing Is Two Miles Below The Moon’s Surface, And That Half The People’s Right-brains Have Been Eaten By Roboticized Steel Rats. And Suddenly It’s Interesting Again.

Science Fiction Writers Put Characters Into A World With Arbitrary Rules And Work Out What Happens.

The Churning Of A Human Mind Is Unpredictable, As Is The Anatomy Of The Human Heart.