I might be wrong

Doubt is the most potent of thoughts, the most humble. It is ok to look down the skeptical wormhole. You can always look away again later.

Poetry is the stink in the compost of decaying thought.  I would like to evolve in that.  Contrary to the theory of Darwinism, evolution happens best in the absence of competition. Invention needs a protected place to fool around.

In our dreams we are mostly free. So we should all work to make life resemble our dreams. It is our only hope.