If the world is made of language, then you can hack it in the sense that you can hack code.

Our medium is meat, but we are made of information.

We are living in a very pivotal time. The time that we inherit from science is a time to humble you, to dwarf you. It tells you that the sun will not fluxuate for another billion years, that species come and go, and, in other words, on a temporal scale you don't matter. And that now doesn't matter. But when you look at the release of energy, the asymptotic speeding up of processes, we tend to be xenophobically oriented toward the human.

I think institutions will inevitably substitute a rite or a ritual for the authentic, for the real McCoy, because then priests can control the pipeline to god, and the parishioner can approach with offerings. But if everybody can have a pipeline to deity, why then the whole priest scam is put out of business.

Knowledge, or verbal facility, is no proof that you know what you're talking about.

What I think is going on is that probably language was entertainment long before it was meaning. It's a kind of tuneless singing.

A singularity is a place where the rules are broken. A miracle is a singularity.