If All Else Fails, There's Always Print

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.

But How Does It Feel To Plug Into A System That's Say, A Million Times As Smart As A Person.

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?

Now, Being A Science Fiction Writer, When I See A Natural Principle, I Wonder If It Could Fail.

It's Tedious To Watch Something Very Obvious Being Worked Out, Like A Movie That's Not Particularly Good And After About Half An Hour You Know How It's Going To End.