The strange feeling knowing there's a shrinking window, a last chance, before there comes a day when you can't even go to Mars to be alone anymore and truly away from society.

Imagine having no sight, no hearing, no senses. The world exists but you wouldn't know it. Your body depends on this place outside your reality, but you aren't even aware of having a body, of its actions from your thoughts, of others who see you and perhaps try to interact with you. God probably thinks we're in a coma.

Narcissism is not self expression. One shapes the world in their image; the other just wants their image to be seen.

The average is not a real number. If one fish is fresh water and the other salt, optimizing for the average kills both. If one man is poor and the other rich, helping the average helps no one.

Some let the world shape their dreams.  Others let their dreams shape the world.

If you drop a book a thousand times and just one of those times it doesn't fall, then that is the one datapoint worth looking at. (inspired from "I Origins")

Free will can arise from a deterministic universe, just as life arises from the inanimate, just as infinite arises from the finite.  The same numbers that compute finite values can compute infinity, the same atoms that create inanimate matter can create life, and the same laws of physics that lead to cause-and-effect can lead to free-willed agents on the stage that is fate.

Why put effort into something no one else wants? Because I want it. Is your life dream just to serve everyone else?