I am, as it were, an eye that the cosmos uses to look at itself. The Mind is not mine alone; the Mind is everywhere.

At present, however, I don't think the Net is a very good medium for books, books should really be inexpensive lightweight paperbacks you can bang around.

Unfortunately our nation, nay, our world, is run by evil morons.

In any case, A New Kind of Science is a wonderful book, and I'm still absorbing its teachings.

Our bodies are the time machine.

But how does it feel to plug into a system that's say, a million times as smart as a person.

Lately I’ve been working to convince myself that everything is a computation.