What else should our lives be but a series of beginnings, of painful settings out into the unknown, pushing off from the edges of consciousness into the mystery of what we have not yet become.
History comes to us third-hand in book form; hung dry. Our personal history, on the other hand, is as real for our first-person memory as one can account.
More than iron, more than lead, more than gold I need electricity. I need it more than I need lamb or pork or lettuce or cucumber. I need it for my dreams.
The Policeman’s Beard by Racter, the first book ever written by a computer (1984)
It has always been the individual who calls the group to a larger vision, who insists on compassion and fair play. When the goal of the group ceases to be the individual, that group goes into decline.”
Time is the essence, time is the season, time ain’t no reason, got no time to slow. Burn out the day, burn out the night, I can’t see no reason to put up a fight. I’m livin’ for givin’ the devil his due.”
Scientific man does not aim at an immediate result. He does not expect that his advanced ideas will be readily taken up. His work is like that of the planter for the future, to lay the foundation for those who are to come, and point the way.
-Nikola Tesla
Never had an idea in my life. I’ve got no imagination. My so-called inventions already existed in the environment. I took them out. I’ve created nothing. Nobody does. Genius hangs around the laboratory day & night; if anything happens, he’s there to catch it.
Out here by myself in 2016 at a place almost totally inaccessible to normal people; motorcycle stuck on that hill for several hours. There’s no water! Nowadays I stay home, look at the picture.