Each new generation builds on the work of the previous one, gaining new perspective. New verbs are introduced. We Google strange and dangerous places. We tweet mindlessly to the cosmos. We Facebook our own grandmothers. I, for one, don't want to be left behind.

Humans are inscrutable. Infinitely unpredictable. This is what makes them dangerous.

You probably found 'How to Survive a Robot Uprising' in the humor section. Let's just hope that is where it belongs.

A soul isn't given for free. The races of men fight each other to the death for the honor of being recognized as human beings, with souls.

Zombies, vampires, Frankenstein's monster, robots, Wolfman - all of this stuff was really popular in the '50s. Robots are the only one of those make-believe monsters that have become real. They are really in our lives in a meaningful way. That's pretty fascinating to me.

In movies and in television the robots are always evil. I guess I am not into the whole brooding cyberpunk dystopia thing.

Across the sea of space lies an infinite emptiness. I can feel it, suffocating me. It is without meaning. But each life creates its own reality.