Our Bodies Are The Time Machine.

All Living Things Are Gnarly, In That They Inevitably Do Things That Are Much More Complex Than One Might Have Expected.

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

I Like To Do Things That Are Surprising And Different.

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?

Some Ideas You Have To Chew On, Then Roll Them Around A Lot, Play With Them Before You Can Turn Them Into Funky Science Fiction.