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Christianity Has Held Back Any Further Advances In Human Consciousness For The Past Thousand Years. And For The Past Century It's Been In Direct Conflict With Its Illegitimate Offspring, Communism (again With A Capital C). Both Ask The Individual To Sacrifice His Self-interest To The Higher Goals Of The Organization. (which Is Okay By Me As Long As It's Voluntary; But As Soon As Either Becomes Too Big - And Takes On That Damned Capital C - They Stop Asking For Cooperation And Start Demanding It.) Any Higher States Of Human Enlightenment Have Been Sacrificed Between These Two Monoliths.

Life Has A Peculiar Habit -- Once Established, It Stays. Sometimes It Even Thrives.

I Have A Very Simple Philosophy Of Life: Kindness. Ferocious, Unrelenting, Ruthless, Committed, Passionate, Kindness. Life Is Sacred Everywhere. We All Have Better Things To Do Than Beat Each Other Up. Arguing For The Exception Is To Invest It With Energy, It's To Negotiate The Loophole. The Commitment To Kindness Must Be Total.

Life Is Full Of Little Surprises. Time Travel Is Full Of Big Ones.

Who Are We? And To Me That's The Essential Question That's Always Been In Science Fiction. A Lot Of Science Fiction Stories Are - At Their Very Best - Evocations Of That Question. When We Look Up At The Night Sky And Wonder, "is There Anyone Else Out There?" We're Also Asking Who We Are We In Relation To Them.