I think we think in terms of stories.

As long as our civilisation keeps trundling along generally forwards, then there is the possibility of a future where ethnicity is merely an interesting badge, not a uniform you can't take off.

Assured her I've never loved anyone except myself and have no intention of starting now.

Men invented money Women invented mutual aid

I understand now that boundaries between noise and sound are conventions. All boundaries are conventions, waiting to be transcended. One may transcend any convention if only one can first conceive of doing so.

If you’re in your life, chance. Viewed from the outside, like a book you’re reading, it’s fate all the way.

Freedom!- is the fatuous jingle of our civilization, but only those deprived of it have the barest inkling re: what the stuff actually is.