One by one by one we are falling. Family, friends, acquaintances, classmates, colleagues, we are vanishing into the dust again and the years are marching on. Our generation is passing, fading into the dusty corridors of history as the world goes marching on.
Author: WarpedChild
Imagination
The world is made of imagination become unimaginably real.
Physics of the afterlife
If our ego survives death then the information associated with it must as well. If information has mass then in a possible afterlife we have mass. If all so then we warp geometry after our death.
Evolution
Genetic patterns sweep and change through the world scape of time like the unseen hand of God shaping life to best fit its environment.
Magic
After long thought I have concluded, magic. The world is made of magic. We are made of magic. The things we make are magic made of magic. Magic.
Fire
Fire. Without fire, we are reduced to the level of the beasts. Humanity was forged in fire.
On dogs
We give dogs a higher purpose for being and they joyfully rise to the occasion.
fusion reactor
if we could create a lab scale black hole we might be able to use it as a collapsing force to sustain a nuclear reaction. It would have the additional benefit of conveniently disposing of its radioactive waste beyond the event horizon at its core.
Solstice
Solstice. It’s only going to get better from here on in as the sun begins to rise a little more with each passing day. Then in March the days will reach their maximum rate of change and slow again towards the summer solstice as the ancient solar cycle travels sinusoidally on and on and on.
Summer cumulus
Somewhere in the clouds of heaven in the skies of forever John soars happily in his sailplane.