The Word Of God Came Down To

There's Jevon's Paradox That The Better We Get At Efficiently Using Energy The More Energy We Use; So That And That Machine Technology Improvements Per Se Do Not Necessarily Reduce Our Impacts Because We Immediately Double Down On How Much We Use.

Rock Is Much More Malleable Than Ideas.

How Was It That Destruction Could Be So Beautiful? Was There Something In The Scale Of It? Was There Some Shadow In People, Lusting For It? Or Was It Just A Coincidental Combination Of The Elements, The Final Proof That Beauty Has No Moral Dimension?

I Grew Up In A Utopia, I Did. California When I Was A Child Was A Child's Paradise, I Was Healthy, Well Fed, Well Clothed, Well Housed. I Went To School And There Were Libraries With All The World In Them And After School I Played In Orange Groves And In Little League And In The Band And Down At The Beach And Every Day Was An Adventure. . . . I Grew Up In Utopia.

The Vaunted Experience Of Age Was Perhaps Only A Matter Of Wounds And Scarring -- That Young Minds To Old Minds Might Be As Young Bodies To Old Bodies: Stronger, More Vital, Less Twisted By Damage.