i am worried for you.  for me.  for how much we do not know, how much we are missing.  everything is happening or already has… too fast.  i am worried.  for us.  which is to say, for everyone everywhere always.  there is no such thing as the individual anymore, we are all the collective, united in binary, suspended in and between the ethers of the inter.

i have stopped believing in genius or inspiration.  your ideas are not either and neither are mine.  what was unique is now ubiquitous and this is the source of the stench soaking into the tent walls of our world.  1 = ∞.  i understand the following: nothing follows.

my failure as a human is the failure to grasp the philosophical implications of the quantum age.