I read for interest and enjoyment, and when I cease to enjoy it I stop.
...reality, the name we give to the common experience.
Well, we'll know better next time.
The universe is deterministic all right, just like Newton said, I mean it's trying to be, but the only thing going wrong is people fancying people who aren't supposed to be in that part of the plan.
Words, words. They're all we have to go on.
We must be born with an intuition of mortality. Before we know the word for it. Before we know that there are words. Out we come, bloodied and squalling, with the knowledge that for all the points of the compass, there's only one direction. And time is its only measure.