The World Operates By Number, By Physical

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.

We All Have Secret Lives. The Life Of Excretion; The World Of Inappropriate Sexual Fantasies; Our Real Hopes, Our Terror Of Death; Our Experience Of Shame; The World Of Pain; And Our Dreams. No One Else Knows These Lives. Consciousness Is Solitary. Each Person Lives In That Bubble Universe That Rests Under The Skull, Alone.

You Can Only Kill Disappointment With A New Try.

And Because We Are Alive, The Universe Must Be Said To Be Alive. We Are Its Consciousness As Well As Our Own. We Rise Out Of The Cosmos And We See Its Mesh Of Patterns, And It Strikes Us As Beautiful. And That Feeling Is The Most Important Thing In All The Universe—its Culmination, Like The Color Of The Flower At First Bloom On A Wet Morning.

We Ought To Be Keeping In Mind That The Technology Is Not Just Hardware And Machinery, It Is Also Software. So You Can Think Of Languages Of The Technology And Writing Of The Technology And The Social Justice Of The Technology In What Social Justice Does Is Reduce Impacts On The Earth Because The Most Impact Is From The Poorest And Richest People.