Science is a tool, and we invent tools to do things we want. It's a question of how those tools are used by people.

I feel like the word shatter.

For the children with their greedy little mouths represent the future, which like time itself will devour all now alive.

A fist is more than the sum of its fingers.

Where do you draw the line, between love and greed? We never did know, we always wanted more. We want to take it all in, for one last time, we want to eat the world with our eyes.

Water does not resist. Water flows. When you plunge your hand into it, all you feel is a caress.

I lie on the floor, washed by nothing and hanging on. I cry at night. I am afraid of hearing voices, or a voice. I have come to the edge, of the land. I could get pushed over.